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soumya Mishra

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White मेने सबसे जादे बाते उसी से कि थी,खामोश रह कर, उसने भी मुझे ही सुना था,बस मेरी ऑख मे देखकर। Offbeat place,haath me chai, घंटो साथ बैठ,चुप रहते थे। हमने भी हसीन लम्हे जिये थे। ©soumya Mishra #Nostalgia poetry on love

White मेने सबसे जादे बाते उसी से कि थी,खामोश रह कर, उसने भी मुझे ही सुना था,बस मेरी ऑख मे देखकर। Offbeat place,haath me chai, घंटो साथ बैठ,चुप रहते थे। हमने भी हसीन लम्हे जिये थे। ©soumya Mishra #Nostalgia poetry on love

Krishnan

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The Mountain had a Story to Tell Holding Mr. Ravi Kumar's finger, little Sruthi expressed her desire to climb the mountain. Ravi Kumar loved to climb but didn't want to risk harming his little granddaughter. He looked at her and said, "My dear, you are too small to climb, and I'm too old." "Yes, I know, Grandpa, but we both have a strong mind, and that's enough, isn't it, Grandpa?" little Sruthi asked her grandfather. Ravi Kumar observed the confidence in her face and then turned his gaze to the mountain, which responded with a smile. He thought, "Such confidence at such a young age will take her places."  Little Sruthi, already filled with excitement, was ecstatic as they reached the top of the mountain. She looked at her grandpa and said, "Yes, I was confident, but holding your hands gave me an assurance of safety." Tears came out of Ravi Kumar's eyes, and he hugged her. After spending some time on the mountain, they began to climb down. As they came down, little Shruthi turned back and saw the mountain smiling at her. She continued to hold Ravi Kumar's finger and hopped down the hill.  Years later, Shruti is back in the same place with her son. The mountain smiled at her, and she climbed with her son. Shruti walked down the memory lanes and felt like someone holding her fingers. It wasn't her son who was sitting down on the grass. A cool breeze began to blow, and she once again felt someone holding her finger and standing beside her. Shruti turned back, looked at the mountains, wiped her tears, and said,"Oh, my dear grandpa!" She felt nostalgic. Before continuing down the hill with her son, she once again looked at the mountain. The mountain smiled at her! ©Krishnan #Mountains #nostalgic #Nostalgia #grandfather #Granddaughter

The Mountain had a Story to Tell Holding Mr. Ravi Kumar's finger, little Sruthi expressed her desire to climb the mountain. Ravi Kumar loved to climb but didn't want to risk harming his little granddaughter. He looked at her and said, "My dear, you are too small to climb, and I'm too old." "Yes, I know, Grandpa, but we both have a strong mind, and that's enough, isn't it, Grandpa?" little Sruthi asked her grandfather. Ravi Kumar observed the confidence in her face and then turned his gaze to the mountain, which responded with a smile. He thought, "Such confidence at such a young age will take her places."  Little Sruthi, already filled with excitement, was ecstatic as they reached the top of the mountain. She looked at her grandpa and said, "Yes, I was confident, but holding your hands gave me an assurance of safety." Tears came out of Ravi Kumar's eyes, and he hugged her. After spending some time on the mountain, they began to climb down. As they came down, little Shruthi turned back and saw the mountain smiling at her. She continued to hold Ravi Kumar's finger and hopped down the hill.  Years later, Shruti is back in the same place with her son. The mountain smiled at her, and she climbed with her son. Shruti walked down the memory lanes and felt like someone holding her fingers. It wasn't her son who was sitting down on the grass. A cool breeze began to blow, and she once again felt someone holding her finger and standing beside her. Shruti turned back, looked at the mountains, wiped her tears, and said,"Oh, my dear grandpa!" She felt nostalgic. Before continuing down the hill with her son, she once again looked at the mountain. The mountain smiled at her! ©Krishnan #Mountains #nostalgic #Nostalgia #grandfather #Granddaughter

Aslam Khan

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White यह रहे मेरे दिल की धड़कन के साथ, प्रेमिका की याद में बीती है सुनहरी सुबह। उनकी मुस्कान में है एक अजीब सी जादुगरी, मेरे दिल को छू जाती है उनकी याद बार-बार। उनके बिना जिंदगी है अधूरी, उनकी याद में खूबसूरत है मेरी हर सुबह। ©Aslam Khan #Yaden #Memories #Nostalgia #Throwback #Reminiscing #FlashbackFriday #GoodTimes #CherishedMoments #PreciousMemories #timelesstruth @MK Pejval Mpbs Sakshi Dhingra Rajda Aslam khan Pooja Udeshi Satyendra Kharwar शायरी दर्द

White यह रहे मेरे दिल की धड़कन के साथ, प्रेमिका की याद में बीती है सुनहरी सुबह। उनकी मुस्कान में है एक अजीब सी जादुगरी, मेरे दिल को छू जाती है उनकी याद बार-बार। उनके बिना जिंदगी है अधूरी, उनकी याद में खूबसूरत है मेरी हर सुबह। ©Aslam Khan #Yaden #Memories #Nostalgia #Throwback #Reminiscing #FlashbackFriday #GoodTimes #CherishedMoments #PreciousMemories #timelesstruth @MK Pejval Mpbs Sakshi Dhingra Rajda Aslam khan Pooja Udeshi Satyendra Kharwar शायरी दर्द

Ankit Rathi

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White ये अंधियारों भरी रातें जीवन को वीरान कर देती है अपने होने के अस्तित्व की पहचान ही गुम कर देती है वो तो खुद से खुदकी लड़ाई जीतने की सोच ही है जो जज्बातों से ज्यादा जिम्मेदारियों में घेर देती है जूझ रहे है जीवन में जिस मझधार में हम ना जाने क्यों हर वक्त ये तन्हा कर देती है हर कोई साथ देने की बात करते रहता है पर जरूरत पे बीच चौराहे अकेले खड़ा कर देती है। ©Ankit Rathi #pain #hindi_shayari #boredlife #lifeistough #sleepless_nights #Nostalgia

White ये अंधियारों भरी रातें जीवन को वीरान कर देती है अपने होने के अस्तित्व की पहचान ही गुम कर देती है वो तो खुद से खुदकी लड़ाई जीतने की सोच ही है जो जज्बातों से ज्यादा जिम्मेदारियों में घेर देती है जूझ रहे है जीवन में जिस मझधार में हम ना जाने क्यों हर वक्त ये तन्हा कर देती है हर कोई साथ देने की बात करते रहता है पर जरूरत पे बीच चौराहे अकेले खड़ा कर देती है। ©Ankit Rathi #pain #hindi_shayari #boredlife #lifeistough #sleepless_nights #Nostalgia