Some days, just surviving takes a daring heart—
Not weakness, but strength, a quiet, tender art.
In this wild, spinning world, emotions rise and fall,
Yet you hold your memories—soft, golden, small.
You carry laughter from days bathed in light,
Love that felt forever now slips out of sight.
Pain runs deep, with scars no one sees,
Peace visits softly, then drifts off with ease.
Moments arrive—small, but achingly true,
They shape who you are, without asking you.
These days feel dim, yet they mean so much,
For you keep moving, with grace in your touch.
You feel. You live. You brave each night,
A quiet force, glowing with light.
Through every tear, you bloom, you rise,
Raw and radiant, fire in your eyes.

So here’s to the rhythm that keeps you alive—
The pulse of your journey, the will to survive.
There’s beauty in your ache, in every fall—
Proof you’re human—and you’re feeling it all.

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If you say it doesn't bother you,
It bothers you more —
A whisper that turns into a roar.

It steals your peace, yet peace it seems,
Hides deep within those endless dreams.
You want to stop, but hold on tight;
Thoughts keep spinning through the night.

It pulls you down, it makes you tired,
It takes your calm, yet seems to say:
"Peace is hiding in the fray."

You hope for help, that silver lining,
But forget — we are the angels of our life,
The ones who lift us through the fight.

And one day, the wait will be gone,
The echoes will fade, the night will meet dawn.
The journey is hard, the battles are bold,
But that's the life you have to hold.

At last, you'll find peace where you belong,
For peace, my friend, is pure and strong —
Peace is gold.

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They preach of fairness, loud and proud,
Yet hide their games behind the crowd.
The ones who flatter rise up high,
While honest hearts are left to sigh.

The ones who toil, the ones who strive,
Are crushed while lazy hands survive.
They wear the mask of justice bright,
Yet turn the truth into the night.

They claim to lead with noble grace,
Yet injustice thrives in their embrace.
The world rewards the ones who cheat,
While honest souls accept defeat.

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तीन-चार साल की उम्र से यह सफर शुरू हुआ सुहाना,
इस सफर का हर एक मुसाफिर था दुनिया से अंजना, मम्मी - पापा की उंगली पड़कर थोड़ा सा रो तो थोड़ा सा अकड़ कर हुए थे ,
हम स्कूल के लिए रवाना , मुसाफिर दोस्तों के साथ बन गए अब इस दुनिया का नजराना ।

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A woman is the foundation of strength;
when she rises, the world rises with her."

"A mother that's a women is the world in herself, nurturing, guiding, and empowering the future."

That's the reason A man can be a common man, but a woman can never be common, she is always special 👑

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A man can be a common man, but a woman can never be common.!

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The festival feels complete when you are with your Family.
Happy Deepawali 🪔

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दिल से बात करने वाला चाहिए ,दिल रखने के लिए झूठ बोलने वाला नहीं...
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दिल रखने के लिए ही दिल की बातें नहीं कर पता था वह .. तेरी खुशी तुझे छूट न जाए इसलिए झूठा बना बैठा था वह ..
माना कि यह भी गलत है पर क्या करें वह नादान बेइंतहा तुझसे प्यार कर बैठा था जो..

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कुछ लोग चप्पल की तरह होते हैं
साथ तो निभाते हैं पर आपकी
पीठ पीछे कीचड़ भी उछलते हैं.

नजर नजर का फेर है जनाब जिसे आप
कीचड़ उछालना कहते हैं उसे हम
कीचड़ से बचना भी कहते हैं .

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Sometimes it's not about about right and wrong answer it's all about understanding the reason behind it .

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