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White इंतजार आज भी है तेरा हमेशा रहेगा, इस दिल में तेरा ही प्यार रहेगा, तू ही मिले मुझे हर जन्म में, यह दिल रब से दुआ बार-बार करेगा। ©Riti sonkar #Sad_Status Sethi Ji Arshad Siddiqui Yusuf Shayar New SIDDHARTH.SHENDE.sid Anshu writer

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White बाज़ औक़ात किसी और के मिलने से 'मान' अपनी हस्ती से मुलाक़ात भी हो जाती है ©Andy Mann #शुभ_रात्रि Dr. uvsays Rakesh Srivastava मेरेख्यालमेरेजज्बात Ak.writer_2.0 Yusuf Shayar New

White बाज़ औक़ात किसी और के मिलने से 'मान' अपनी हस्ती से मुलाक़ात भी हो जाती है ©Andy Mann #शुभ_रात्रि Dr. uvsays Rakesh Srivastava मेरेख्यालमेरेजज्बात Ak.writer_2.0 Yusuf Shayar New

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White फैसले हुए अदालत लगी उसके ही शहर में ले हम सब कुछ तेरे नाम करके आ गए तेरे ही शहर में तुझे मलाल तक न हुआ बर्बादी का हमारी हम हार गए सारी मोहब्बत तेरे ही शहर में खुद वापिस हम आ गए अपने ही शहर में ©gum_nam_shayar_7 #love_shayari MRS SHARMA vineetapanchal puja udeshi Babli Gurjar Yusuf Shayar New sad shayari

White फैसले हुए अदालत लगी उसके ही शहर में ले हम सब कुछ तेरे नाम करके आ गए तेरे ही शहर में तुझे मलाल तक न हुआ बर्बादी का हमारी हम हार गए सारी मोहब्बत तेरे ही शहर में खुद वापिस हम आ गए अपने ही शहर में ©gum_nam_shayar_7 #love_shayari MRS SHARMA vineetapanchal puja udeshi Babli Gurjar Yusuf Shayar New sad shayari

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White A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciation and recognition, pelf and power, I lost myself somewhere. Caught in between dreams and dramas, the real me and my endless desires, struggle for a place under the sun and a go at the moon, I failed to recognise myself and my love. Remained engrossed in me, in my comforts and amenities of life. WhatsApp, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and the digital world became my love and passion, forcing relationships, feelings and touch of humanity to silently wither. With a cell phone in my heart and mind became a servant of my changing needs, forgetting all those who loved me. Looked at none, listened to none. All that I needed was only an internet connection. I more interacted with a cell phone rather than with human faces. Travelled in the air, talked over the telephone. For me, nothing mattered except money, power and recognition. Missed that delicate human touch all along Roamed here and there in a colourful world where there was nothing except accolades and applause, dreams, fancies and idiocies. Ran away from life and its beauty, from love, family and friendship, from all that I once loved and relished, only to find me in a no man's world caught in an ocean of shattered dreams and desires with none accompanying me. With nowhere the shore in vision I worked out the mathematics of life. What I achieved, everybody knows, what I lost, I only know. I lost those beautiful days, nature and her beautiful murmur, the cool moon and bright sunshine, the first shower and smell of moist earth, the love and shadow of my parents, the looks and longing of my beloved, her love and tears, petty wishes and trifling demands, the sweet smiles and the company of my kids, their desire to have a bit of my time. no one, nothing waited for me, neither the blooming and craving of my beloved nor my kid's naughty looks and early childhood. Time flew by and I lost all those moments Which could have been mine. Running away from my own I only landed myself in a pseudo world with empty coffers with no one with me to share my spoil, agony and distress. Looking back there was nothing except the crowded lane that led me to my coffin. By the time I realised, the machine had a heart, life had lost its rhythm and rhyme The grey hairs of my kids were mocking t me and the lady sitting on a chair on the wheel with wrinkles all over greeted me with a faint smile. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciatio

White A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciation and recognition, pelf and power, I lost myself somewhere. Caught in between dreams and dramas, the real me and my endless desires, struggle for a place under the sun and a go at the moon, I failed to recognise myself and my love. Remained engrossed in me, in my comforts and amenities of life. WhatsApp, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and the digital world became my love and passion, forcing relationships, feelings and touch of humanity to silently wither. With a cell phone in my heart and mind became a servant of my changing needs, forgetting all those who loved me. Looked at none, listened to none. All that I needed was only an internet connection. I more interacted with a cell phone rather than with human faces. Travelled in the air, talked over the telephone. For me, nothing mattered except money, power and recognition. Missed that delicate human touch all along Roamed here and there in a colourful world where there was nothing except accolades and applause, dreams, fancies and idiocies. Ran away from life and its beauty, from love, family and friendship, from all that I once loved and relished, only to find me in a no man's world caught in an ocean of shattered dreams and desires with none accompanying me. With nowhere the shore in vision I worked out the mathematics of life. What I achieved, everybody knows, what I lost, I only know. I lost those beautiful days, nature and her beautiful murmur, the cool moon and bright sunshine, the first shower and smell of moist earth, the love and shadow of my parents, the looks and longing of my beloved, her love and tears, petty wishes and trifling demands, the sweet smiles and the company of my kids, their desire to have a bit of my time. no one, nothing waited for me, neither the blooming and craving of my beloved nor my kid's naughty looks and early childhood. Time flew by and I lost all those moments Which could have been mine. Running away from my own I only landed myself in a pseudo world with empty coffers with no one with me to share my spoil, agony and distress. Looking back there was nothing except the crowded lane that led me to my coffin. By the time I realised, the machine had a heart, life had lost its rhythm and rhyme The grey hairs of my kids were mocking t me and the lady sitting on a chair on the wheel with wrinkles all over greeted me with a faint smile. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciatio

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White उन्होंने इल्ज़ाम कुछ इस तरीके से लगाया हमने खुद के खिलाफ़ ही गवाही दे दी ©gum_nam_shayar_7 #sad_shayari शायरी हिंदी में Brajraj Singh Puneet Arora Sunny udass Afzal khan AD Grk Yusuf Shayar New

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