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White चेन्नई नाम का पहला आधिकारिक उपयोग, 8 अगस्त 1639 को, ईस्ट इंडिया कंपनी के फ्रांसिस डे से पहले, सेन्नेकेसु पेरुमल मंदिर 1646 में बनाया गया था। 1 99 6 में, तमिलनाडु सरकार ने आधिकारिक तौर पर मद्रास से चेन्नई का नाम बदल दिया। उस समय कई भारतीय नगरो में नाम बदल गया था। ©Vaibhav Harsh Saxena # History of Chennai

White चेन्नई नाम का पहला आधिकारिक उपयोग, 8 अगस्त 1639 को, ईस्ट इंडिया कंपनी के फ्रांसिस डे से पहले, सेन्नेकेसु पेरुमल मंदिर 1646 में बनाया गया था। 1 99 6 में, तमिलनाडु सरकार ने आधिकारिक तौर पर मद्रास से चेन्नई का नाम बदल दिया। उस समय कई भारतीय नगरो में नाम बदल गया था। ©Vaibhav Harsh Saxena # History of Chennai

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In the still of night, the rain begins to fall, A gentle whisper on the windowpane, Softly it descends, a silken shawl, Embracing the world in its soothing refrain. Moonlight dances on the silver streams, As raindrops weave through the velvet dark, Each one a fragment of forgotten dreams, A lullaby that sets the heart to hark. The streets are glistening with midnight's grace, A symphony of silence, soft and clear, The night sky wears a misty, tender face, As rain sings secrets only the night can hear. In this quiet storm, the world retreats, Wrapped in the calm of nature's gentle touch, The night rain hums in rhythmic, soft repeats, A tender solace, cherished oh so much. Under the night’s embrace, dreams gently sway, Carried on the wings of the rain's soft song, In its calming rhythm, troubles drift away, As night rain whispers where our hearts belong. ©twisha ray night rains #trnojo121 #raindrops

In the still of night, the rain begins to fall, A gentle whisper on the windowpane, Softly it descends, a silken shawl, Embracing the world in its soothing refrain. Moonlight dances on the silver streams, As raindrops weave through the velvet dark, Each one a fragment of forgotten dreams, A lullaby that sets the heart to hark. The streets are glistening with midnight's grace, A symphony of silence, soft and clear, The night sky wears a misty, tender face, As rain sings secrets only the night can hear. In this quiet storm, the world retreats, Wrapped in the calm of nature's gentle touch, The night rain hums in rhythmic, soft repeats, A tender solace, cherished oh so much. Under the night’s embrace, dreams gently sway, Carried on the wings of the rain's soft song, In its calming rhythm, troubles drift away, As night rain whispers where our hearts belong. ©twisha ray night rains #trnojo121 #raindrops