The Homecoming

The flute of "homecoming" is being played on a distance.
Once again, the touch of frost is felt on cheeks.
A dormant hope blooms in the heart.
Maa is here again with us !
The raft floats under the autumn clouds,
birds chirps after receiving the news.
A breeze that blows, a pain that relieves,
The smell of "shiuli" flowers cheers up the twigs and leaves.
A pleasant morning full of dew.
Once again everything seems to be new.
A longing that ends again. "Puja" begins after a year again ❤️

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This independence is precious and the present
generation should realise the contribution of each and
every soul who gave their lives of the country don't
consider this independence as free don't forget the
land of free on which we roam comes from bloodshed
and thousands of lives lost let's remember our
freedom fighters and try to build the same passion
and love towards our country!!!
Jai hind!
Jai Bharat!
Bharat Mata Ki Jai jai!
Vande Mataram!

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The whitered shadows of my dream,
Trying to paint glue at corners,
Bit by bit;
Perplexed among the shattered cubes of toil ;
The worth of my toil ;
The worth of my time ;
Remains hidden in the maze of coil ;
Where am I am upto ?
Whom do i belong ?
Whom am i answerable ?
The thoughts ringing up the wires with a prong ;
Is it me who stands blemish liable ?
Hallucination of my fate just vanished;
Leaving my soul ensconced in this submerging dusk;
The guilt of excuses leaves me banished;
Still gleaming hopefully lies those husks;
These discarded mesh turned into cozy nests;
The best ambiance for the avian ; Now it rests.
So can my wince of today be plodded into a dream come true;
This negative of today click i will die into rainbow hue.

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Depression doesn't kill.
The feeling that you don't have anyone to share your problems does!

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Some times words
are so vulnerable..
It can't reveal true feelings
It creates distraction instead
of feel we trying to read and
Something buries without recognised !!

Father never shows love like mom but
In every advise I can see only him concern
In every strictness I can see possessiveness
In every distance I can see only proximity
In every anger I can see only love
In every decision I can see only him first.

The life he gave me is precious
As a father my dad super man!!

If instead of read and observe
try to feel we will find it as simple
as like a mother's love !!

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He appears strict but has lots of love inside. He always try to make you see a better life than he is leading. His shirt always sweats so that his family wear new clothes.He is the only person in the world who never expresses his love in words but expresses by his expectations and hardwork he does to make his son or daughter successful. The only person who always behind for whatever you do is your FATHER ❤️

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Just take my hand.
Intertwine them with your fingers.
Let's write a beautiful piece
of poem together.

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Nature Is Like A Friend
It Always Protect You From Harm
Feed Its Life & Forgets It's Own Pain
When You Are Alive, It's Stands For You
And When You Go Immortal
Still Hold You In It's Womb !

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The vigour of nature
Help us to nurture
In this era of hustle & bustle
It's only nature
which calms you down without any tussle.....
Learn to value it, respect your environment
Otherwise, a time will come where nothing will be left,
except pollutants.....
So come on folks!
Not only today, let everyday be the environment day,
Lets plant trees and save water to keep scarcity at bay.
It's our duty to keep the planet clean & green
Only then, our beautiful earth will smile like a queen.
Let's Everyday Be The Environment Day !
Happy World Environment Day
🌎🌱🌲🌳🌴🌎

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KK, a man who introduced soft rocks to film songs, sang till his last breath 😢
KK loss feels like a part of our heart was snatched from us. The voice of love is gone. I can't belief KK, You can't die. Your tune will never let you be declared dead. Your every song traces back to a memory. The songs i hugged & cried during farewell, the songs i still listen when i feel the early butterflies of love, the songs still reminds that of the one that got away. Every lyric imprinted into the brain like a muscle memory. Not a single day passed without stumbling upon your voice.

Thank you so much, KK. Rest in peace 💐

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