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White ତମ ଠିଆହେବା ଜାଣ କି କାଲିକି କେଉଁଠି ଥିବ ଜାଣ କି ବର୍ତ୍ତମାନ ଓ ଭଵିଷ୍ଯତର ଏ ପ୍ରଶ୍ନ ଯାହା ତମକୁ ଅଜ୍ଞାତ। ତମ ଭଣ୍ଢାର ନ ଦେଖି ତମେ ଆଜିକୁ ମାପିପାରିଵ କି ? ଆଗ ମୁହୂର୍ତ୍ତକୁ ନ ଜାଣି ସୁଖଦୁଃଖର ଵର୍ତ୍ତମାନକୁ ବ୍ଯଵଚ୍ଛେଦ କରି ମାପିପାରିବନି A LOOK AT LIFE-160 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Do you know where do you stand? Do you know where you will be? The equation between present and future you never know How can you assess your present when you don't know what is in store. How can you define the present in terms of sorrow and happiness When you know not the moment next? Go beyond yourself,(present self) space and circumstance, all pair of opposites, love, hatred and relationship to become yourself,(real self) the individual you are, the entity you always cherished to be. Live without looking into past, present and future should be, would be and could have been. Live with dreams and passion in that beautiful island which is all yours. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 1.9.2021 https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2023/08/a-look-at-life-160.html ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #good_night ତମ ଠିଆହେବା ଜାଣ କି କାଲିକି କେଉଁଠି ଥିବ ଜାଣ କି ବର୍ତ୍ତମାନ ଓ ଭଵିଷ୍ଯତର ଏ ପ୍ରଶ୍ନ ଯାହା ତମକୁ ଅଜ୍ଞାତ। ତମ ଭଣ୍ଢାର ନ ଦେଖି ତମେ ଆଜିକୁ ମାପିପାରି

White ତମ ଠିଆହେବା ଜାଣ କି କାଲିକି କେଉଁଠି ଥିବ ଜାଣ କି ବର୍ତ୍ତମାନ ଓ ଭଵିଷ୍ଯତର ଏ ପ୍ରଶ୍ନ ଯାହା ତମକୁ ଅଜ୍ଞାତ। ତମ ଭଣ୍ଢାର ନ ଦେଖି ତମେ ଆଜିକୁ ମାପିପାରିଵ କି ? ଆଗ ମୁହୂର୍ତ୍ତକୁ ନ ଜାଣି ସୁଖଦୁଃଖର ଵର୍ତ୍ତମାନକୁ ବ୍ଯଵଚ୍ଛେଦ କରି ମାପିପାରିବନି A LOOK AT LIFE-160 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Do you know where do you stand? Do you know where you will be? The equation between present and future you never know How can you assess your present when you don't know what is in store. How can you define the present in terms of sorrow and happiness When you know not the moment next? Go beyond yourself,(present self) space and circumstance, all pair of opposites, love, hatred and relationship to become yourself,(real self) the individual you are, the entity you always cherished to be. Live without looking into past, present and future should be, would be and could have been. Live with dreams and passion in that beautiful island which is all yours. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 1.9.2021 https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2023/08/a-look-at-life-160.html ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #good_night ତମ ଠିଆହେବା ଜାଣ କି କାଲିକି କେଉଁଠି ଥିବ ଜାଣ କି ବର୍ତ୍ତମାନ ଓ ଭଵିଷ୍ଯତର ଏ ପ୍ରଶ୍ନ ଯାହା ତମକୁ ଅଜ୍ଞାତ। ତମ ଭଣ୍ଢାର ନ ଦେଖି ତମେ ଆଜିକୁ ମାପିପାରି

Vikas Sahni

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White #Remained_Realising #Choiced_Chance #Glass_of_Gladness_Broke_Badly This year is passing more mess, no one offered even a bless and after broken badly. At this the dark did dance I left lucky choiced chance. Noticing this once more my mate met me, remained realising her heart deeply. The heart has stolen soul from me That's why couldn't completely enhance, I left lucky choiced chance. Therefore, there is a difficult deed A towered temple offered a reed. A glass of gladness broke at a glance I left lucky choiced chance. ...by Vikas Sahni ©Vikas Sahni #Remained_Realising #Choiced_Chance #Glass_of_Gladness_Broke_Badly This year is passing more mess, no one offered even a bless and after b

White #Remained_Realising #Choiced_Chance #Glass_of_Gladness_Broke_Badly This year is passing more mess, no one offered even a bless and after broken badly. At this the dark did dance I left lucky choiced chance. Noticing this once more my mate met me, remained realising her heart deeply. The heart has stolen soul from me That's why couldn't completely enhance, I left lucky choiced chance. Therefore, there is a difficult deed A towered temple offered a reed. A glass of gladness broke at a glance I left lucky choiced chance. ...by Vikas Sahni ©Vikas Sahni #Remained_Realising #Choiced_Chance #Glass_of_Gladness_Broke_Badly This year is passing more mess, no one offered even a bless and after b

Sanjoy Khuman

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White "The Brahmin who could not eat -3" "Hmm! All right. Lakshmi, you are the Goddess 😇 of wealth and good luck! You go and convince the Brahmin to release Bidhata," said Lord Vishnu. So Lakshmi knocked at the Brahmin's door. "Yes? Oh, is it Goddess Lakshmi? How come you are here?" "Release Bidhata," she pleaded. This annoyed the Brahmin who shouted, wife, get me a broom 🧹 to spank this self-assuming Goddess! Hearing this, Lakshmi fled. It was then decided to send Goddess Saraswati, the Goddess of education and knowledge to negotiate with the Brahmin. The Brahmin heard her out and again lost his temper. "Get my broom. This Goddess gave me a tough time learning the alphabet. How dare she assume I will listen to her? Saraswati fled too. Lord Shiva decided to give it a try. He too arrived at the Brahmin's doorstep. Now, the Brahmin was an ardent devotee of Lord Shiva. He bowed low and with folded hands, said, "Sire, I am blessed by your presence and cannot refuse to do as you say. But I will have you know how Bidhata spoiled my happiness all these years!" The Brahmin related his plight. Shiva listened intently and when the Brahmin finished, Shiva said, "Yes, I understand. But do as I say and I will give you a permanent abode at Kailash when you need it. The Brahmin acceded and opened his mouth wide to let the frog out. After this incident, things changed for the Brahmin. Poverty did not trouble him and he saw happy times with his family. Eventually, after his demise, he took up permanent residence at Mount Kailash, Lord Shiva's home 🏠! ©Sanjoy Khuman #The Brahmin who could not eat -3

White "The Brahmin who could not eat -3" "Hmm! All right. Lakshmi, you are the Goddess 😇 of wealth and good luck! You go and convince the Brahmin to release Bidhata," said Lord Vishnu. So Lakshmi knocked at the Brahmin's door. "Yes? Oh, is it Goddess Lakshmi? How come you are here?" "Release Bidhata," she pleaded. This annoyed the Brahmin who shouted, wife, get me a broom 🧹 to spank this self-assuming Goddess! Hearing this, Lakshmi fled. It was then decided to send Goddess Saraswati, the Goddess of education and knowledge to negotiate with the Brahmin. The Brahmin heard her out and again lost his temper. "Get my broom. This Goddess gave me a tough time learning the alphabet. How dare she assume I will listen to her? Saraswati fled too. Lord Shiva decided to give it a try. He too arrived at the Brahmin's doorstep. Now, the Brahmin was an ardent devotee of Lord Shiva. He bowed low and with folded hands, said, "Sire, I am blessed by your presence and cannot refuse to do as you say. But I will have you know how Bidhata spoiled my happiness all these years!" The Brahmin related his plight. Shiva listened intently and when the Brahmin finished, Shiva said, "Yes, I understand. But do as I say and I will give you a permanent abode at Kailash when you need it. The Brahmin acceded and opened his mouth wide to let the frog out. After this incident, things changed for the Brahmin. Poverty did not trouble him and he saw happy times with his family. Eventually, after his demise, he took up permanent residence at Mount Kailash, Lord Shiva's home 🏠! ©Sanjoy Khuman #The Brahmin who could not eat -3

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White "The Brahmin who could not eat -2" "How is this Brahmin, whom I cursed at birth, enjoying a full meal? I have to do something." He transformed himself into a golden frog and jumped into the fish curry and rice the Brahmin was scooping up! The Brahmin did not see him. Instead, he rolled the frog into a chappati and ate it! Oh yes! Unwittingly, the Brahmin swallowed the God who had come to stall his meal! Of course, now there was no stopping the Brahmin from feasting till his stomach was about to burst! Suddenly, the Brahmin heard some noise. "Huh? Is someone calling me? Oh yes, dear Brahmin! It is Bidhata yelling in your full tummy, begging to be let out. "Help! Let me out! Let me out!" The Brahmin curiously cupped his ears and said, "Aiee? Who is calling me?" "It is me, Bidhata," said the God of Fate. "I am in your stomach. You swallowed me with your meal! Let me out!" In my stomach? I understand! You must have been skulking around trying to mess up my meal. Ho-ho, I ate you up! Ha-ha-ha! Now stay there, in my tummy! You have given me so much of grief. You deserve to be trapped. Saying so, the Brahmin reached home, not allowing Bidhata to go out! Now when 'fate' is trapped, the repercussions are enormous "We have no one controlling fate, there is chaos everywhere, uttered everyone to Vishnu. (to be continued) ©Sanjoy Khuman #"The Brahmin who could not eat -2"

White "The Brahmin who could not eat -2" "How is this Brahmin, whom I cursed at birth, enjoying a full meal? I have to do something." He transformed himself into a golden frog and jumped into the fish curry and rice the Brahmin was scooping up! The Brahmin did not see him. Instead, he rolled the frog into a chappati and ate it! Oh yes! Unwittingly, the Brahmin swallowed the God who had come to stall his meal! Of course, now there was no stopping the Brahmin from feasting till his stomach was about to burst! Suddenly, the Brahmin heard some noise. "Huh? Is someone calling me? Oh yes, dear Brahmin! It is Bidhata yelling in your full tummy, begging to be let out. "Help! Let me out! Let me out!" The Brahmin curiously cupped his ears and said, "Aiee? Who is calling me?" "It is me, Bidhata," said the God of Fate. "I am in your stomach. You swallowed me with your meal! Let me out!" In my stomach? I understand! You must have been skulking around trying to mess up my meal. Ho-ho, I ate you up! Ha-ha-ha! Now stay there, in my tummy! You have given me so much of grief. You deserve to be trapped. Saying so, the Brahmin reached home, not allowing Bidhata to go out! Now when 'fate' is trapped, the repercussions are enormous "We have no one controlling fate, there is chaos everywhere, uttered everyone to Vishnu. (to be continued) ©Sanjoy Khuman #"The Brahmin who could not eat -2"

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White "The Brahmin who could not eat" "This child will never eat his fill! His meals will forever be interrupted. Bidhata has ordained it!" an astrologer told the parents of a baby Brahmin boy. Bidhata was the God of every one's fate. As, the child grew up and he was never able to eat food to a full stomach. One day, the Brahmin was invited to the King's palace for a meal. "Come what may, this time I will eat to my heart 's content," he assured his wife. The king welcome him and invited him to sit at the banquet spread out for him. The Brahmin began to eat. He took his first bite and "Booom-bang!" A clay pot hanging on the awning above, fell into his plate, shattering it into shards. His meal was ruined! Angry at fate, the Brahmin took out his ire on the servants. Hearing the commotion, the King inquired, "Dear Brahmin, what happened?" The Brahmin showed him the ruined meal. "Oh no, I am sorry! Please stay for another meal," the King humbly requested. The King went to the kitchens and himself served the Brahmin. The Brahmin gleefully gorged on to the food. I guess fate was looking the other way because the Brahmin managed to get into the meal's second course without interruption. Oh, oh! Suddenly, Bidhata noticed. (to be continued) ©Sanjoy Khuman #The Brahmin who could not eat

White "The Brahmin who could not eat" "This child will never eat his fill! His meals will forever be interrupted. Bidhata has ordained it!" an astrologer told the parents of a baby Brahmin boy. Bidhata was the God of every one's fate. As, the child grew up and he was never able to eat food to a full stomach. One day, the Brahmin was invited to the King's palace for a meal. "Come what may, this time I will eat to my heart 's content," he assured his wife. The king welcome him and invited him to sit at the banquet spread out for him. The Brahmin began to eat. He took his first bite and "Booom-bang!" A clay pot hanging on the awning above, fell into his plate, shattering it into shards. His meal was ruined! Angry at fate, the Brahmin took out his ire on the servants. Hearing the commotion, the King inquired, "Dear Brahmin, what happened?" The Brahmin showed him the ruined meal. "Oh no, I am sorry! Please stay for another meal," the King humbly requested. The King went to the kitchens and himself served the Brahmin. The Brahmin gleefully gorged on to the food. I guess fate was looking the other way because the Brahmin managed to get into the meal's second course without interruption. Oh, oh! Suddenly, Bidhata noticed. (to be continued) ©Sanjoy Khuman #The Brahmin who could not eat

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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White କିଛି ଵି ମତେ ମୋହିତ କରେନା ନା ଏଵେର ସୌନ୍ଦର୍ଯ୍ୟ ନା ଆସନ୍ତା ସୁନ୍ଦର ଭଵିଷ୍ଯତ ବର୍ତ୍ତମାନରେ ଜୀବନ ନାଇଁ ଭବିଷ୍ୟତରେ ଵର୍ତ୍ତମାନ ନାହିଁ ମୁଁ ନିଃସଙ୍ଗ, କିନ୍ତୁ ଏକାକୀ ନୁହେଁ। SOMETHING I LOOK AT-47 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Nothing lures me, neither the beauty of the present nor the glamour of the future. No present to live in, no future to look for I am in my solitary asylum, but not all alone. You are with me, every minute every second. Your sweet memory never allows me to live alone captivates and enthrals me and makes me feel as if I am in love for the first time. I am completely lost in you, always in your lap my sweetheart, recapitulating and brooding over the lovely moments we had Mumtaj! I am in my cell, far away from the calculative world. What better place could I have aspired for? No one near, no royal grandeur, no diplomacy and warfare, it is only you, whom I see and feel, talk to, and fall in love as and when I want to. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari କିଛି ଵି ମତେ ମୋହିତ କରେନା ନା ଏଵେର ସୌନ୍ଦର୍ଯ୍ୟ ନା ଆସନ୍ତା ସୁନ୍ଦର ଭଵିଷ୍ଯତ ବର୍ତ୍ତମାନରେ ଜୀବନ ନାଇଁ ଭବିଷ୍ୟତରେ ଵର୍ତ୍ତମାନ ନାହିଁ ମୁଁ ନିଃସଙ୍

White କିଛି ଵି ମତେ ମୋହିତ କରେନା ନା ଏଵେର ସୌନ୍ଦର୍ଯ୍ୟ ନା ଆସନ୍ତା ସୁନ୍ଦର ଭଵିଷ୍ଯତ ବର୍ତ୍ତମାନରେ ଜୀବନ ନାଇଁ ଭବିଷ୍ୟତରେ ଵର୍ତ୍ତମାନ ନାହିଁ ମୁଁ ନିଃସଙ୍ଗ, କିନ୍ତୁ ଏକାକୀ ନୁହେଁ। SOMETHING I LOOK AT-47 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Nothing lures me, neither the beauty of the present nor the glamour of the future. No present to live in, no future to look for I am in my solitary asylum, but not all alone. You are with me, every minute every second. Your sweet memory never allows me to live alone captivates and enthrals me and makes me feel as if I am in love for the first time. I am completely lost in you, always in your lap my sweetheart, recapitulating and brooding over the lovely moments we had Mumtaj! I am in my cell, far away from the calculative world. What better place could I have aspired for? No one near, no royal grandeur, no diplomacy and warfare, it is only you, whom I see and feel, talk to, and fall in love as and when I want to. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari କିଛି ଵି ମତେ ମୋହିତ କରେନା ନା ଏଵେର ସୌନ୍ଦର୍ଯ୍ୟ ନା ଆସନ୍ତା ସୁନ୍ଦର ଭଵିଷ୍ଯତ ବର୍ତ୍ତମାନରେ ଜୀବନ ନାଇଁ ଭବିଷ୍ୟତରେ ଵର୍ତ୍ତମାନ ନାହିଁ ମୁଁ ନିଃସଙ୍

niharika nilam singh

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White मैं चाहती हूं कि मैं ईर्ष्या ना करूं मैं चाहती हूं कि मैं क्रोध त्याग दूं मैं चाहती हूं कि मैं सभी को खुश रखूं मैं चाहती हूं कि मैं सिर्फ so media के लिए या दूसरों के लिए ही नहीं खुद के लिए भी हंसमुख बनूं चाहती हूं कि मैं भी विशेष बनूं लेकिन......... ©niharika nilam singh #guru_purnima I #wish I could #nojotohindi #SAD आज का विचार #self_love

White मैं चाहती हूं कि मैं ईर्ष्या ना करूं मैं चाहती हूं कि मैं क्रोध त्याग दूं मैं चाहती हूं कि मैं सभी को खुश रखूं मैं चाहती हूं कि मैं सिर्फ so media के लिए या दूसरों के लिए ही नहीं खुद के लिए भी हंसमुख बनूं चाहती हूं कि मैं भी विशेष बनूं लेकिन......... ©niharika nilam singh #guru_purnima I #wish I could #nojotohindi #SAD आज का विचार #self_love

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White Could I really be the sun? To send beams of brilliant light into the world. Could I really be the rain? To provide good harvest for all farmers. Could I really be the westwind? That touches the beams and spread the sweet fragrance. ©Bhagyashree Jena #Could I be

White Could I really be the sun? To send beams of brilliant light into the world. Could I really be the rain? To provide good harvest for all farmers. Could I really be the westwind? That touches the beams and spread the sweet fragrance. ©Bhagyashree Jena #Could I be

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The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and she gets up from the chair and looks out of the window and sees that the clouds were thundering and it was raining heavily. And she saw a bird on the window outside her house which was getting wet in the rain. Nikki picked up the bird from her window and brought it inside the room. Then she saw that the bird's wing was hurt, that is why it could not fly when it rained. Similarly, when we are hurt from within, then we also cannot fight the storm because when our heart is hurt from inside, then our wings get hurt and the wings show our dreams, our desires. If we stop fighting, then our wings will get hurt and we can never fly with our wings. ©#Nikita kour The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and

The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and she gets up from the chair and looks out of the window and sees that the clouds were thundering and it was raining heavily. And she saw a bird on the window outside her house which was getting wet in the rain. Nikki picked up the bird from her window and brought it inside the room. Then she saw that the bird's wing was hurt, that is why it could not fly when it rained. Similarly, when we are hurt from within, then we also cannot fight the storm because when our heart is hurt from inside, then our wings get hurt and the wings show our dreams, our desires. If we stop fighting, then our wings will get hurt and we can never fly with our wings. ©#Nikita kour The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and