I closed my eyes and felt the breeze,
Then, the moon beam stretch it's power,
To soothe me on my dark night,
And makes me grasp the beauty of inner peace.

The rusty leaves fall, the dry bones,
The storm in summer, the rainbow.
It tells me everything is temporary,
I've borne to die, grow only to become old,
My beauty won't last, neither my breathe.

My days are counted, my last breathe been fixed,
Season may come and go, but my mind wouldn't be the same,
My ego wouldn't stand against my dying breathe,
Like a fallen tree would I set my spirit free.

So, dare not to boast about Life,
Be grateful for each day, cause U won't be last long,
For we are temporary.
-------------------Ggou Doungel

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Aaj kuch khas nahi hai likne Ko
Na Kuch khas hai kehne Ko.

Zindagi bhi bejaan hogai, kuch Raha nahi kuch karne ko.

Tadap hai tho sirf maut se gale lagane Ko.
Per ek masoom cherha bhi hai hume rokne Ko.

Gum tho bahut hai per dund lete hai kushiya uske muskan mein zindagi jine Ko.

Waise Aaj kuch khas nahi hai likne Ko na kuch khas hai kehne Ko.

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HAPPY ONAM!!!

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Life is dream you live in, you wake when you die in

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Happy Guddi Padwa
And
Happy Navratri

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You feel vigorous to face the situation you have now.... Just look back, you have survived the most which you thought you wont....

Stay calm!! Have patience!!

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You never know when its your last breathe of life.
You never know whats their after life.
You never know what was before life.
But what you know is Now..Just live it.

Live and Let Live!!!!

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Muje tuj mein uljeh rehne de....
Sulaj gaye tho alag hojayenge...

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जीत का दावा जल्दी किया जाता है।
त्रासदी अनाथ रहे जाता है।

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There are thousands of Gathering and there are millions of fairs, but I will be all alone if you are not with me in this gathering and fairs.

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