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White Anybody ask to me - why you choose only PHARMACY 👇👇 pov pharmacy students - लगता हैं भगवान ने किस्मत हमारी किसी Doctor के हाथो लिखवाई है ,, की लगता है भगवान ने किस्मत हमारी किसी Doctor ke हाथो लिखवाई है, तभी तो आज तक न किसी को समझ नही आई है ,, और शायद इसी लिए सारी डिग्रिया छोड़ के PHARMACY करने की हमारे मन को आई है ,, तो अब हम खुद अपनी किस्मत को समझेंगे, और खुद अपने हाथों से उसे सुधारेंगे भी ,,,, So proud to be a PHARMACIST 🥼🥼 HAPPY WORLD PHARMACIST DAY🥼💊🧪 ©silent_shayar______ #lung_cancer World pharmacist day

White Anybody ask to me - why you choose only PHARMACY 👇👇 pov pharmacy students - लगता हैं भगवान ने किस्मत हमारी किसी Doctor के हाथो लिखवाई है ,, की लगता है भगवान ने किस्मत हमारी किसी Doctor ke हाथो लिखवाई है, तभी तो आज तक न किसी को समझ नही आई है ,, और शायद इसी लिए सारी डिग्रिया छोड़ के PHARMACY करने की हमारे मन को आई है ,, तो अब हम खुद अपनी किस्मत को समझेंगे, और खुद अपने हाथों से उसे सुधारेंगे भी ,,,, So proud to be a PHARMACIST 🥼🥼 HAPPY WORLD PHARMACIST DAY🥼💊🧪 ©silent_shayar______ #lung_cancer World pharmacist day

twisha ray

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Ravi was always passionate about painting, but his parents had different plans. Their dreams for him centered on becoming an engineer, driven by a belief that it was the only path to success. As Ravi’s exams approached, the pressure mounted, leaving him stressed and disheartened. His parents, though well-meaning, saw only the practical side of life, oblivious to his artistic aspirations. On the day of his results, Ravi’s heart was heavy. Despite scoring well, his dreams seemed distant. The weight of their expectations felt suffocating, and he struggled to find a balance between honoring their wishes and pursuing his passion. ©twisha ray World literacy day #trnojo149 #thought

Ravi was always passionate about painting, but his parents had different plans. Their dreams for him centered on becoming an engineer, driven by a belief that it was the only path to success. As Ravi’s exams approached, the pressure mounted, leaving him stressed and disheartened. His parents, though well-meaning, saw only the practical side of life, oblivious to his artistic aspirations. On the day of his results, Ravi’s heart was heavy. Despite scoring well, his dreams seemed distant. The weight of their expectations felt suffocating, and he struggled to find a balance between honoring their wishes and pursuing his passion. ©twisha ray World literacy day #trnojo149 #thought

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White बलात्कार रेप लड़कियों का ही नहीं पुरुषों का भी होता है कानून में कौन सी धारा आती है जिससे उन लड़कियों को भी दंडित किया जा सके ©Lotus banana (Arvind kela) # social justice

White बलात्कार रेप लड़कियों का ही नहीं पुरुषों का भी होता है कानून में कौन सी धारा आती है जिससे उन लड़कियों को भी दंडित किया जा सके ©Lotus banana (Arvind kela) # social justice

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White From cradle’s touch to final breath, A woman’s journey often bears a weight, Unseen by many, in shadows cast, Her life a ledger where judgments last. Her childhood marred by whispers cold, Her worth debated, her dreams controlled. In clothes and manners, fate is spun, Her essence hidden, her freedom undone. Independence Day, a distant claim, Her rights, it seems, remain the same. Why mark just one day to sing her praise? Every day should end her haze. From sister’s laughter to mother’s tears, Her battles fought through countless years. Let’s honor her with more than words, A life of justice, not just heard. No more of gods in stories told, No more of myths that make hearts cold. Justice lived in the daylight’s truth, In every act, in every youth. For every woman, every soul, Her rights should be her only goal. In everyday, let fairness thrive, In truth and action, let her live. ©twisha ray Everyday justice #trnojo94 #weneedtochange #justice

White From cradle’s touch to final breath, A woman’s journey often bears a weight, Unseen by many, in shadows cast, Her life a ledger where judgments last. Her childhood marred by whispers cold, Her worth debated, her dreams controlled. In clothes and manners, fate is spun, Her essence hidden, her freedom undone. Independence Day, a distant claim, Her rights, it seems, remain the same. Why mark just one day to sing her praise? Every day should end her haze. From sister’s laughter to mother’s tears, Her battles fought through countless years. Let’s honor her with more than words, A life of justice, not just heard. No more of gods in stories told, No more of myths that make hearts cold. Justice lived in the daylight’s truth, In every act, in every youth. For every woman, every soul, Her rights should be her only goal. In everyday, let fairness thrive, In truth and action, let her live. ©twisha ray Everyday justice #trnojo94 #weneedtochange #justice