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Ajita Bansal

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White दर्द ने सिखाया खुद से मिलना, राहों में खो जाने से पहले, ख़ुद को जानना ज़रूरी है, तब जाकर कोई सही रास्ता लगे। हर ख्वाब का पीछा करते हुए, सपनों में खो जाते हैं हम, लेकिन जब वो टूटते हैं, तब महसूस होता है, हम कहाँ थे, कहाँ हम। अक्सर दूसरों की नज़र से ही जीते हैं हम, पर सच्ची पहचान तो अंदर से आती है। जो खुद को समझे, वही खुद को पा सकता है, बाकी सब तो बस एक छलावा होता है। अब मेरी आँखों में बस एक सवाल है, क्या मैं सचमुच खुद से प्यार करता हूँ? जब तक ये सवाल हल नहीं होगा, ख़ुद के ही हाल में, ख़ुद से जूझता रहूँगा। ©Ajita Bansal #Sad_Status poem of the day

White दर्द ने सिखाया खुद से मिलना, राहों में खो जाने से पहले, ख़ुद को जानना ज़रूरी है, तब जाकर कोई सही रास्ता लगे। हर ख्वाब का पीछा करते हुए, सपनों में खो जाते हैं हम, लेकिन जब वो टूटते हैं, तब महसूस होता है, हम कहाँ थे, कहाँ हम। अक्सर दूसरों की नज़र से ही जीते हैं हम, पर सच्ची पहचान तो अंदर से आती है। जो खुद को समझे, वही खुद को पा सकता है, बाकी सब तो बस एक छलावा होता है। अब मेरी आँखों में बस एक सवाल है, क्या मैं सचमुच खुद से प्यार करता हूँ? जब तक ये सवाल हल नहीं होगा, ख़ुद के ही हाल में, ख़ुद से जूझता रहूँगा। ©Ajita Bansal #Sad_Status poem of the day

Srinivas

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The essence of education is not in the paper you hold, but in the skills you master ©Srinivas The essence of education is not in the paper you hold, but in the skills you master

The essence of education is not in the paper you hold, but in the skills you master ©Srinivas The essence of education is not in the paper you hold, but in the skills you master

Music club

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White I am.................? This question all of you viewer discretion answer. ©Music club #good_night I am......?

White I am.................? This question all of you viewer discretion answer. ©Music club #good_night I am......?

Waffa की तलाश ..waffaon के साथ... A दिल... मुझको तू चाहिए

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hello dosto ©Waffa की तलाश ..waffaon के साथ... A दिल... मुझको तू चाहिए I am back dosto

hello dosto ©Waffa की तलाश ..waffaon के साथ... A दिल... मुझको तू चाहिए I am back dosto

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-136 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM SORRY I am sorry I don't know my father I don't know my mother I am largely immune to their pain and pleasure I don't remember where I was born With whom and how I was brought up I have forgotten everything My love, relationships and past. My only passion and obsession is a golden tomorrow I don't remember history I don't know Mahatma Gandhi One thing I know I have a career The be-all and end-all of life Which I have to pursue with love and vigour People have come and go I do not remember how many I have forgotten those Who have made me what I am Coz I strongly believe whatever I am today is because of me In my memory are only those Through whom I can be identified Who can be my ladder to success Here nothing but success matters I want to succeed even at the cost of my own Of what use this beautiful world The sweetest of relationships If I am a failure Languishing in a silent corner having no taker I will reach the zenith of glory Pinnacle of success Once there Nobody will ask me how I am there Success is my love and passion The beats of my heart, pupil of my eyes It is nothing but the lure of success that defines me and my attitude better Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 4.10.2019 All Copyrights Reserved smrutiweb.wordpress.com smrutitanuja.blogspot.com https://www.facebook.com/titutiku/ Picture-google ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodNight SOMETHING I LOOK AT-136 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM SORRY I am sorry I don't know my father I don't know my moth

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-136 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM SORRY I am sorry I don't know my father I don't know my mother I am largely immune to their pain and pleasure I don't remember where I was born With whom and how I was brought up I have forgotten everything My love, relationships and past. My only passion and obsession is a golden tomorrow I don't remember history I don't know Mahatma Gandhi One thing I know I have a career The be-all and end-all of life Which I have to pursue with love and vigour People have come and go I do not remember how many I have forgotten those Who have made me what I am Coz I strongly believe whatever I am today is because of me In my memory are only those Through whom I can be identified Who can be my ladder to success Here nothing but success matters I want to succeed even at the cost of my own Of what use this beautiful world The sweetest of relationships If I am a failure Languishing in a silent corner having no taker I will reach the zenith of glory Pinnacle of success Once there Nobody will ask me how I am there Success is my love and passion The beats of my heart, pupil of my eyes It is nothing but the lure of success that defines me and my attitude better Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 4.10.2019 All Copyrights Reserved smrutiweb.wordpress.com smrutitanuja.blogspot.com https://www.facebook.com/titutiku/ Picture-google ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodNight SOMETHING I LOOK AT-136 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM SORRY I am sorry I don't know my father I don't know my moth

Schizology

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Here I am Here I am thinking of you again I recall so much I don't know where to begin Here I am dreaming of you again In space so much I don't know where I've been Here I am losing it again I lose my mind I don't know but I just grin Here I am writing of you again It's like instinct I don't know I just grab my pen ©Schizology Here I am #Broken💔Heart #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Here I am Here I am thinking of you again I recall so much I don't know where to begin Here I am dreaming of you again In space so much I don't know where I've been Here I am losing it again I lose my mind I don't know but I just grin Here I am writing of you again It's like instinct I don't know I just grab my pen ©Schizology Here I am #Broken💔Heart #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Ajita Bansal

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White वो रास्ते भी क्या रास्ते थे, जो हमें मंज़िल तक ले जाते थे। कभी धूप में, कभी छाँव में, हम चलते रहे, सफ़र के साथ। हर मोड़ पर, हर इक ठहराव में, मिले हमसे कुछ किस्से नए। कभी हँसाए, कभी रुलाए, वो रास्ते भी हमें सिखाते गए। कभी ठोकरें खाईं, कभी गिरकर उठे, मंज़िल की ओर बढ़ते गए। वो रास्ते हमें समझाते रहे, कि संघर्ष ही है असली जीत का रास्ता। ©Ajita Bansal #Thinking poem of the day

White वो रास्ते भी क्या रास्ते थे, जो हमें मंज़िल तक ले जाते थे। कभी धूप में, कभी छाँव में, हम चलते रहे, सफ़र के साथ। हर मोड़ पर, हर इक ठहराव में, मिले हमसे कुछ किस्से नए। कभी हँसाए, कभी रुलाए, वो रास्ते भी हमें सिखाते गए। कभी ठोकरें खाईं, कभी गिरकर उठे, मंज़िल की ओर बढ़ते गए। वो रास्ते हमें समझाते रहे, कि संघर्ष ही है असली जीत का रास्ता। ©Ajita Bansal #Thinking poem of the day