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White A LOOK AT LIFE-140 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The higher you go The lonelier you feel The more sophisticated you become The more you miss life Calculations, permutations and combinations Dreams, desires and ambitions unlimited Take you miles away from life and reality You miss the fresh morning sun The cool breeze coming across And the romantic moon weaving dreams of love You miss the first rain The smell of moist earth The smile on your child's lips The dreamy eyes of your better half The love and concern of your parents Your status Creates a golden cage Where you stay alone Talk to yourself It never allows you to come out And live your normal life Standing on the top of the world You cry in vain Find none to share your feelings You celebrate your success all alone With no one to cheer No one with you except your inflated go Be aware of yourself You are your biggest enemy It is you, no one else Who deprives you of life and its beauty Your quest for nothing creates a big void And land you in a no man's land Where you find nothing But a ladder that never ends Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_quotes A LOOK AT LIFE-140 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The higher you go The lonelier you feel The more sophisticated you become The more

White A LOOK AT LIFE-140 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The higher you go The lonelier you feel The more sophisticated you become The more you miss life Calculations, permutations and combinations Dreams, desires and ambitions unlimited Take you miles away from life and reality You miss the fresh morning sun The cool breeze coming across And the romantic moon weaving dreams of love You miss the first rain The smell of moist earth The smile on your child's lips The dreamy eyes of your better half The love and concern of your parents Your status Creates a golden cage Where you stay alone Talk to yourself It never allows you to come out And live your normal life Standing on the top of the world You cry in vain Find none to share your feelings You celebrate your success all alone With no one to cheer No one with you except your inflated go Be aware of yourself You are your biggest enemy It is you, no one else Who deprives you of life and its beauty Your quest for nothing creates a big void And land you in a no man's land Where you find nothing But a ladder that never ends Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_quotes A LOOK AT LIFE-140 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The higher you go The lonelier you feel The more sophisticated you become The more

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Bridge And Wall Are Made With The Same Material. But , Bridge Joins The People And Wall Divides The People. Choose The Right One. ©Sai Angel Shaayari Bridge And Wall Are Made With The Same Material. But , Bridge Joins The People And Wall Divides The People. Choose The Right One. life quote

Bridge And Wall Are Made With The Same Material. But , Bridge Joins The People And Wall Divides The People. Choose The Right One. ©Sai Angel Shaayari Bridge And Wall Are Made With The Same Material. But , Bridge Joins The People And Wall Divides The People. Choose The Right One. life quote

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White HAPPY RAKHYA BANDHAN A LOOK AT LIFE-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The loss of mother is irreparable But don't mourn If you are blessed with a sister Look at her She is your mother in another form Be with her, with her share your Feelings and emotions, Bad days and good days Happiness and sorrow She will be with you in every storm Standing like a rock unperturbed The best thing That can happen to a man After father and mother Is the love and company of one's sisters. Your sister is a replica of your mother If you want to regain the paradise Everything you have lost, That love and lovely touch Just look at her the same way You look at your mother. Rakhi is not merely a thread It is love, concern and commitment personified It ties one with the other To share the ebb and tide of life together Listen to the voice of love You can hardly go wrong Love your sister with all your heart Be sure you will never look back My sisters are many To all my sisters I wish a life full and contented Let their miseries be mine My joy and happiness be theirs Let there be roses and roses on their way Leaving the thorns in my share Agony and distress if any For me take care. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty HAPPY RAKHYA BANDHAN A LOOK AT LIFE-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The loss of mother is irreparable But don't mourn If you are blessed w

White HAPPY RAKHYA BANDHAN A LOOK AT LIFE-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The loss of mother is irreparable But don't mourn If you are blessed with a sister Look at her She is your mother in another form Be with her, with her share your Feelings and emotions, Bad days and good days Happiness and sorrow She will be with you in every storm Standing like a rock unperturbed The best thing That can happen to a man After father and mother Is the love and company of one's sisters. Your sister is a replica of your mother If you want to regain the paradise Everything you have lost, That love and lovely touch Just look at her the same way You look at your mother. Rakhi is not merely a thread It is love, concern and commitment personified It ties one with the other To share the ebb and tide of life together Listen to the voice of love You can hardly go wrong Love your sister with all your heart Be sure you will never look back My sisters are many To all my sisters I wish a life full and contented Let their miseries be mine My joy and happiness be theirs Let there be roses and roses on their way Leaving the thorns in my share Agony and distress if any For me take care. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty HAPPY RAKHYA BANDHAN A LOOK AT LIFE-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The loss of mother is irreparable But don't mourn If you are blessed w

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White How long will Indian girls suffer in silence? Their voices suppressed, their dreams dismissed. Their bodies bound by societal chains, Their minds shackled by patriarchal pains. How long will they be treated as less than equal? Their rights denied, their futures unreal. Their laughter muted, their tears unseen, Their stories untold, their souls unclean. How long will they be forced to hide their face? Their identity erased, their autonomy replaced. Their choices dictated, their paths predetermined, Their lives controlled, their spirits diminished. But still they rise, they resist, they fight, For a future where they can shine with all their light. Where they can live without fear or shame, Where they can be themselves, free from blame. They march with candles, a beacon of hope, A symbol of resistance, a refusal to cope. With every step, they claim their space, With every voice, they break the chains of oppression's pace. How long? Not much longer, the time is near, When equality and justice will banish fear. When Indian girls will rise, and their voices will be heard, And their stories will be told, and their dreams will be unfurled. ©twisha ray Wall #trnojo90 #howlongitlasts

White How long will Indian girls suffer in silence? Their voices suppressed, their dreams dismissed. Their bodies bound by societal chains, Their minds shackled by patriarchal pains. How long will they be treated as less than equal? Their rights denied, their futures unreal. Their laughter muted, their tears unseen, Their stories untold, their souls unclean. How long will they be forced to hide their face? Their identity erased, their autonomy replaced. Their choices dictated, their paths predetermined, Their lives controlled, their spirits diminished. But still they rise, they resist, they fight, For a future where they can shine with all their light. Where they can live without fear or shame, Where they can be themselves, free from blame. They march with candles, a beacon of hope, A symbol of resistance, a refusal to cope. With every step, they claim their space, With every voice, they break the chains of oppression's pace. How long? Not much longer, the time is near, When equality and justice will banish fear. When Indian girls will rise, and their voices will be heard, And their stories will be told, and their dreams will be unfurled. ©twisha ray Wall #trnojo90 #howlongitlasts