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Shanmuga Priya Murugan

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Love arouses like the sprout in the cracked lands In the tender hearts of little one's without limits Heartedly connects through tough times for love By the love to grow like aerial roots of banyan tree!! Love is like aerial roots of Banyan tree... Once it's grounded to soil, it lasts forever #restzone #rzfallinginlovefeb #jashnerestzone #sha

Love arouses like the sprout in the cracked lands In the tender hearts of little one's without limits Heartedly connects through tough times for love By the love to grow like aerial roots of banyan tree!! Love is like aerial roots of Banyan tree... Once it's grounded to soil, it lasts forever #restzone #rzfallinginlovefeb #jashnerestzone #sha

Angel Sona

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I promise. we will never let you die....! Hello Resties! ❤️ Culture is where we grow from. Like a banyan tree, we grow from our culture and leave our roots to pass it on. What would

I promise. we will never let you die....! Hello Resties! ❤️ Culture is where we grow from. Like a banyan tree, we grow from our culture and leave our roots to pass it on. What would

Aishwarya Muddan✍

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You are rich in India... But not within all Indians...! Hello Resties! ❤️ Culture is where we grow from. Like a banyan tree, we grow from our culture and leave our roots to pass it on. What would

You are rich in India... But not within all Indians...! Hello Resties! ❤️ Culture is where we grow from. Like a banyan tree, we grow from our culture and leave our roots to pass it on. What would

Diwa

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i go sit under a banyan tree; and show the tree my heart. he says it's bleeding and wounded; my heart, he takes gently from me. he tells me to stop my weeping; to hush and listen to what he says: " dont cry, little one, that's enough. give me your heart. i'll fix it. " so, i give him my heart and wait; he puts some of his healing magic. a brand new one, he hands to me as he tells me, " life is hard, child, but never let it stop you. you can get wounded but you can also heal. " i love gardening and the banyan tree is one of trees i'd like to have. this piece is dedicated to my Indian (Hindi, Punjabi, etc) friends, t

i go sit under a banyan tree; and show the tree my heart. he says it's bleeding and wounded; my heart, he takes gently from me. he tells me to stop my weeping; to hush and listen to what he says: " dont cry, little one, that's enough. give me your heart. i'll fix it. " so, i give him my heart and wait; he puts some of his healing magic. a brand new one, he hands to me as he tells me, " life is hard, child, but never let it stop you. you can get wounded but you can also heal. " i love gardening and the banyan tree is one of trees i'd like to have. this piece is dedicated to my Indian (Hindi, Punjabi, etc) friends, t

Blue Butterfly

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There, is my home, my homeland. (Caption) Along the fringes of the green cover of the virgin forest; surrounding an old temple, existing in quiet wilderness and its dilapidated

There, is my home, my homeland. (Caption) Along the fringes of the green cover of the virgin forest; surrounding an old temple, existing in quiet wilderness and its dilapidated

Blue Butterfly

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Who will break the ice? Whom shall take the first stride ? Who will ignite the spark, embering to the fire? He aspired, it will be Her! While She thought, it will be Him! (Caption) He catching the glimpse of her, passing the old temple banyan tree; She never sensing his presence; among the usual evening gathering of

Who will break the ice? Whom shall take the first stride ? Who will ignite the spark, embering to the fire? He aspired, it will be Her! While She thought, it will be Him! (Caption) He catching the glimpse of her, passing the old temple banyan tree; She never sensing his presence; among the usual evening gathering of

Ahel Choudhury

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Back in those good old days, The sky looked so beautiful. It ran on top of all those valleys, mountains and seas, It ran and ran as far as I could see. Now that the world has developed so much, I see skyscrapers everywhere, With the sky struggling to find its identity. Making me realise everything has changed with time. (Entire piece in the caption) I was told everything changes with time, In the process of growing up, got to experience it too. Right from the days when I played hide and

Back in those good old days, The sky looked so beautiful. It ran on top of all those valleys, mountains and seas, It ran and ran as far as I could see. Now that the world has developed so much, I see skyscrapers everywhere, With the sky struggling to find its identity. Making me realise everything has changed with time. (Entire piece in the caption) I was told everything changes with time, In the process of growing up, got to experience it too. Right from the days when I played hide and

Sanjana Kumar

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I will write about the smiles that reflect on the tainted glass windows and I will write about the laughter that echoes in the thick lime covered walls of these abandoned histories. //caption// Today I won't write about the sunflower, that grew underneath the sunshine and in care of the gardener and with his sweat and love. I

I will write about the smiles that reflect on the tainted glass windows and I will write about the laughter that echoes in the thick lime covered walls of these abandoned histories. //caption// Today I won't write about the sunflower, that grew underneath the sunshine and in care of the gardener and with his sweat and love. I