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Rakesh Waseker

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😇🙏🏻⚰️💯❤️ “कभी खुद पर किसी भी बात या चीज से घमंड ना करे, क्यूकी बाकीलोगो कि तरह हरकिसीकी खालिहात वाली मौत तय है.” ©Rakesh Waseker #factline #lifeqnotes #reality #death #lifereality #trueline #viralnojoto #viralqnotes #truelines #reallife on life heart touching life quotes in hindi life quotes in hindi life quotes in life quotes लाइफ कोट्स 'हिंदी कोट्स' कोट्स

😇🙏🏻⚰️💯❤️ “कभी खुद पर किसी भी बात या चीज से घमंड ना करे, क्यूकी बाकीलोगो कि तरह हरकिसीकी खालिहात वाली मौत तय है.” ©Rakesh Waseker #factline #lifeqnotes #reality #death #lifereality #trueline #viralnojoto #viralqnotes #truelines #reallife on life heart touching life quotes in hindi life quotes in hindi life quotes in life quotes लाइफ कोट्स 'हिंदी कोट्स' कोट्स

chetan parihar

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White कि ख्वाइशों के शहर तो हम भी चले जाते जनाब,, मगर घर की जिम्मेदारियों ने हाथ पकड़ लिए,, Dilse ( घर का बड़ा बेटा ) ©chetan parihar #sad_shayari #reallife #boylife #beta #familylove #Family #FamilyQuotes

White कि ख्वाइशों के शहर तो हम भी चले जाते जनाब,, मगर घर की जिम्मेदारियों ने हाथ पकड़ लिए,, Dilse ( घर का बड़ा बेटा ) ©chetan parihar #sad_shayari #reallife #boylife #beta #familylove #Family #FamilyQuotes

Krishnan

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Uff, these cockroaches! CHAPTER 1 Sometimes, childhood is least concerned about the happenings around us, whereas the innocent mind is always busy calculating the divisions and additions of friendship. Could ignorance have a cost? Returning from school, I used to get off at the Nallalam Bazar bus stop in Kozhikode (Kerala) and walk nearly a kilometer to my house, which was an apartment on the ground floor of the Telecom Staff quarters. With my hands either in my pockets or holding the straps of my school bag (which rests over my shoulder), I used to walk towards my house. Occasionally, I would kick a stone or an empty can to make my way home while my mind replayed the events from earlier in the school. As I arrived home, I would glance at all the cans or stones lying beneath the veranda. Some of them would be missing. The workers who clean the area might have removed most of the cans. After getting refreshed, I used to take a little nap before my evening studies. I preferred to on the floor, leaving the cot aside. It cools me. We had a volleyball match that day at school, and I was engrossed in it. Just then, I felt something flying over me. Since my mind was flying along with the volleyball, I ignored it. But before I could close my eyes, I felt something flying around me again. Ouch, it was a cockroach. SWAT! That was the end of it, and I relocated it to its designated spot—the waste bin. To be continued... ©Krishnan #Childhood #ignorance #Cockroaches #innocence #reallifestory #reallife

Uff, these cockroaches! CHAPTER 1 Sometimes, childhood is least concerned about the happenings around us, whereas the innocent mind is always busy calculating the divisions and additions of friendship. Could ignorance have a cost? Returning from school, I used to get off at the Nallalam Bazar bus stop in Kozhikode (Kerala) and walk nearly a kilometer to my house, which was an apartment on the ground floor of the Telecom Staff quarters. With my hands either in my pockets or holding the straps of my school bag (which rests over my shoulder), I used to walk towards my house. Occasionally, I would kick a stone or an empty can to make my way home while my mind replayed the events from earlier in the school. As I arrived home, I would glance at all the cans or stones lying beneath the veranda. Some of them would be missing. The workers who clean the area might have removed most of the cans. After getting refreshed, I used to take a little nap before my evening studies. I preferred to on the floor, leaving the cot aside. It cools me. We had a volleyball match that day at school, and I was engrossed in it. Just then, I felt something flying over me. Since my mind was flying along with the volleyball, I ignored it. But before I could close my eyes, I felt something flying around me again. Ouch, it was a cockroach. SWAT! That was the end of it, and I relocated it to its designated spot—the waste bin. To be continued... ©Krishnan #Childhood #ignorance #Cockroaches #innocence #reallifestory #reallife

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RECAP I had to be on an official visit to Colombo during the early 1990s when Sri Lanka was in the grip of a civil war. On my first day in Colombo, two cops appeared outside my hotel room. They questioned me and searched my passport. One of the cops gave me a puzzled look and whispered to his colleague. Within seconds, he asked me, "Is this how you arrived from the airport?" My First Day in Colombo....CHAPTER 3 Within seconds, Cop 2 asked me, "Is this how you arrived at the airport?" I was perplexed and nervous, and before I could say anything, the two cops began to laugh. Cop 1 remarked, "Mr. Krishnan, you have put your Banian (vest) outside your T-shirt. Did you arrive from the airport in this manner? Cop 2 handed my passport over to me. It felt like a weight off my shoulders, and I couldn't stop laughing as I looked at myself wearing my white Banian over a dark blue T-shirt. The hotel staff, too, burst into laughter; perhaps they wanted to say, "Your comedy of errors has made the cops smile and eased the situation!" Looking at the cops, I clarified, "I just had a bath and was about to dress when you knocked. It all happened in a hurry." "Now, go back and dress properly before leaving the hotel," advised Cop 2. "Have a good evening and a pleasant stay in Colombo," Cop 1 wished before leaving. With a deep sense of relief, I glanced at a hotel staff member who had remained with me. Looking at those cops, he clarified my doubts: "They were Sinhalese Sri Lankan cops, who always conduct a routine check when new guests check in due to the ongoing civil war." Luckily, you were a Keralite, providing a respite from too many questions. If you were from Tamil Nadu, the situation would be different, and I assume the questioning would continue because of the ongoing LTTE (Tamil Rebel Group) civil war. That evening, I had a pleasant walk on the beach. Since then, I have spoken and heard only English, Hindi, and Malayalam in Sri Lanka !!! The End ©Krishnan #reallife #Life #Life_experience #moments

RECAP I had to be on an official visit to Colombo during the early 1990s when Sri Lanka was in the grip of a civil war. On my first day in Colombo, two cops appeared outside my hotel room. They questioned me and searched my passport. One of the cops gave me a puzzled look and whispered to his colleague. Within seconds, he asked me, "Is this how you arrived from the airport?" My First Day in Colombo....CHAPTER 3 Within seconds, Cop 2 asked me, "Is this how you arrived at the airport?" I was perplexed and nervous, and before I could say anything, the two cops began to laugh. Cop 1 remarked, "Mr. Krishnan, you have put your Banian (vest) outside your T-shirt. Did you arrive from the airport in this manner? Cop 2 handed my passport over to me. It felt like a weight off my shoulders, and I couldn't stop laughing as I looked at myself wearing my white Banian over a dark blue T-shirt. The hotel staff, too, burst into laughter; perhaps they wanted to say, "Your comedy of errors has made the cops smile and eased the situation!" Looking at the cops, I clarified, "I just had a bath and was about to dress when you knocked. It all happened in a hurry." "Now, go back and dress properly before leaving the hotel," advised Cop 2. "Have a good evening and a pleasant stay in Colombo," Cop 1 wished before leaving. With a deep sense of relief, I glanced at a hotel staff member who had remained with me. Looking at those cops, he clarified my doubts: "They were Sinhalese Sri Lankan cops, who always conduct a routine check when new guests check in due to the ongoing civil war." Luckily, you were a Keralite, providing a respite from too many questions. If you were from Tamil Nadu, the situation would be different, and I assume the questioning would continue because of the ongoing LTTE (Tamil Rebel Group) civil war. That evening, I had a pleasant walk on the beach. Since then, I have spoken and heard only English, Hindi, and Malayalam in Sri Lanka !!! The End ©Krishnan #reallife #Life #Life_experience #moments

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RECAP It was the early 1990s, and it was my first day in Colombo. A civil war was at its peak during the 1990's, in Sri Lanka. I was on assignment for my Indian company. I had landed in Colombo during and had just checked into a hotel. Immediately after my bath, I heard a knock on my door. I was shocked to see two cops and two hotel staff members standing in the corridor outside my room! My First Day in Colombo… CHAPTER 2 "What's your name?" Cop 1 inquired. "Where are you from?" Cop 2 added. "My name is Krishnan, and I'm from India." I politely answered. "Please stand aside," Cop 2 instructed, and he began looking at my room, including the bathroom. Cop 1 began to speak in Tamil, which I couldn't grasp because of my poor understanding of Tamil. I replied in English, "Pardon me, I did not understand." "Why have you come to Colombo?" Cop 1 continued in English, as he was convinced I did not understand Tamil. "Show your passport," Cop 2 instructed. My heart sank when he requested my passport. I feared I would be in trouble if they held it for some reason. I showed them my passport and visa, which showed the name of our local agency as my sponsor, and all the documentation related to my assignment. I also gave them information about our company's products and briefed them about my assignment. "So you are from Kerala," said Cop 1, flipping through my passport with a smile. Cop 2 stared at me for around 30 seconds, giving me a puzzled look. He then looked at Cop 1 and whispered something to him, pointing at me. I began to feel butterflies in my stomach as my heartbeat raced. Both the hotel staff were also confused as they exchanged glances. They first looked at the cops, then at me. They might have wanted to ask me, "What's wrong?" Within seconds, the two cops asked me, "Is this how you arrived from the airport?" I was perplexed and nervous... To be continued... ©Krishnan #Life #Life_experience #Life_Experiences #moments #reallife

RECAP It was the early 1990s, and it was my first day in Colombo. A civil war was at its peak during the 1990's, in Sri Lanka. I was on assignment for my Indian company. I had landed in Colombo during and had just checked into a hotel. Immediately after my bath, I heard a knock on my door. I was shocked to see two cops and two hotel staff members standing in the corridor outside my room! My First Day in Colombo… CHAPTER 2 "What's your name?" Cop 1 inquired. "Where are you from?" Cop 2 added. "My name is Krishnan, and I'm from India." I politely answered. "Please stand aside," Cop 2 instructed, and he began looking at my room, including the bathroom. Cop 1 began to speak in Tamil, which I couldn't grasp because of my poor understanding of Tamil. I replied in English, "Pardon me, I did not understand." "Why have you come to Colombo?" Cop 1 continued in English, as he was convinced I did not understand Tamil. "Show your passport," Cop 2 instructed. My heart sank when he requested my passport. I feared I would be in trouble if they held it for some reason. I showed them my passport and visa, which showed the name of our local agency as my sponsor, and all the documentation related to my assignment. I also gave them information about our company's products and briefed them about my assignment. "So you are from Kerala," said Cop 1, flipping through my passport with a smile. Cop 2 stared at me for around 30 seconds, giving me a puzzled look. He then looked at Cop 1 and whispered something to him, pointing at me. I began to feel butterflies in my stomach as my heartbeat raced. Both the hotel staff were also confused as they exchanged glances. They first looked at the cops, then at me. They might have wanted to ask me, "What's wrong?" Within seconds, the two cops asked me, "Is this how you arrived from the airport?" I was perplexed and nervous... To be continued... ©Krishnan #Life #Life_experience #Life_Experiences #moments #reallife

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Village Life "In the embrace of dawn's first light, where mountains stand tall and waters dance with delight, amidst whispers of wilderness, nature's symphony unfolds." ©Anchal #villagelife #reallife

Village Life "In the embrace of dawn's first light, where mountains stand tall and waters dance with delight, amidst whispers of wilderness, nature's symphony unfolds." ©Anchal #villagelife #reallife

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"प्रयास" करना है बस में मेरे परिणाम पर मेरा कोई ज़ोर नही गलतियां स्वीकारनी पड़ेगी हमको पराजय के उत्तरदायी कोई और नही भाग्य दिखता नही लेकिन होता तो है सब इसके आगे बेबस नही किसी को ठौर कहीं जीवन शायद उम्मीद रखने का ही नाम है जहाँ निशा है आज कल होगी "भोर" वहीं... ©कृतान्त अनन्त नीरज... #Exploration #love#nojoto#reallife#beingoriginal

"प्रयास" करना है बस में मेरे परिणाम पर मेरा कोई ज़ोर नही गलतियां स्वीकारनी पड़ेगी हमको पराजय के उत्तरदायी कोई और नही भाग्य दिखता नही लेकिन होता तो है सब इसके आगे बेबस नही किसी को ठौर कहीं जीवन शायद उम्मीद रखने का ही नाम है जहाँ निशा है आज कल होगी "भोर" वहीं... ©कृतान्त अनन्त नीरज... #Exploration #love#nojoto#reallife#beingoriginal