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The essence of education is not in the paper you hold, but in the skills you master ©Srinivas The essence of education is not in the paper you hold, but in the skills you master

The essence of education is not in the paper you hold, but in the skills you master ©Srinivas The essence of education is not in the paper you hold, but in the skills you master

Krishnan

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The Mountain had a Story to Tell Holding Mr. Ravi Kumar's finger, little Sruthi expressed her desire to climb the mountain. Ravi Kumar loved to climb but didn't want to risk harming his little granddaughter. He looked at her and said, "My dear, you are too small to climb, and I'm too old." "Yes, I know, Grandpa, but we both have a strong mind, and that's enough, isn't it, Grandpa?" little Sruthi asked her grandfather. Ravi Kumar observed the confidence in her face and then turned his gaze to the mountain, which responded with a smile. He thought, "Such confidence at such a young age will take her places."  Little Sruthi, already filled with excitement, was ecstatic as they reached the top of the mountain. She looked at her grandpa and said, "Yes, I was confident, but holding your hands gave me an assurance of safety." Tears came out of Ravi Kumar's eyes, and he hugged her. After spending some time on the mountain, they began to climb down. As they came down, little Shruthi turned back and saw the mountain smiling at her. She continued to hold Ravi Kumar's finger and hopped down the hill.  Years later, Shruti is back in the same place with her son. The mountain smiled at her, and she climbed with her son. Shruti walked down the memory lanes and felt like someone holding her fingers. It wasn't her son who was sitting down on the grass. A cool breeze began to blow, and she once again felt someone holding her finger and standing beside her. Shruti turned back, looked at the mountains, wiped her tears, and said,"Oh, my dear grandpa!" She felt nostalgic. Before continuing down the hill with her son, she once again looked at the mountain. The mountain smiled at her! ©Krishnan #Mountains #nostalgic #Nostalgia #grandfather #Granddaughter

The Mountain had a Story to Tell Holding Mr. Ravi Kumar's finger, little Sruthi expressed her desire to climb the mountain. Ravi Kumar loved to climb but didn't want to risk harming his little granddaughter. He looked at her and said, "My dear, you are too small to climb, and I'm too old." "Yes, I know, Grandpa, but we both have a strong mind, and that's enough, isn't it, Grandpa?" little Sruthi asked her grandfather. Ravi Kumar observed the confidence in her face and then turned his gaze to the mountain, which responded with a smile. He thought, "Such confidence at such a young age will take her places."  Little Sruthi, already filled with excitement, was ecstatic as they reached the top of the mountain. She looked at her grandpa and said, "Yes, I was confident, but holding your hands gave me an assurance of safety." Tears came out of Ravi Kumar's eyes, and he hugged her. After spending some time on the mountain, they began to climb down. As they came down, little Shruthi turned back and saw the mountain smiling at her. She continued to hold Ravi Kumar's finger and hopped down the hill.  Years later, Shruti is back in the same place with her son. The mountain smiled at her, and she climbed with her son. Shruti walked down the memory lanes and felt like someone holding her fingers. It wasn't her son who was sitting down on the grass. A cool breeze began to blow, and she once again felt someone holding her finger and standing beside her. Shruti turned back, looked at the mountains, wiped her tears, and said,"Oh, my dear grandpa!" She felt nostalgic. Before continuing down the hill with her son, she once again looked at the mountain. The mountain smiled at her! ©Krishnan #Mountains #nostalgic #Nostalgia #grandfather #Granddaughter

Gudiya Devi

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White Once upon a time in the middle of the forest there was a river . ©Gudiya Devi story in English The cocorodil and the river

White Once upon a time in the middle of the forest there was a river . ©Gudiya Devi story in English The cocorodil and the river

Prakash Vagmare

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White white Bharat dikh Raha hai Aasman per aur jameen per bhi white barf hai ©Prakash Vagmare #good_night jameen per pura white baraf dikh raha hai

White white Bharat dikh Raha hai Aasman per aur jameen per bhi white barf hai ©Prakash Vagmare #good_night jameen per pura white baraf dikh raha hai

Chreey chreey

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White mountains... ©Chreey chreey #good_night mountains

White mountains... ©Chreey chreey #good_night mountains

Deepak Kumar 'Deep'

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तुम्हें याद करते _करते मेरे दिल की धड़कने भी चहक उठी हैं! जबसे घोली है तेरे नाम की मिसरी इन फ़िज़ाओं में, ये वादियाँ भी महक उठी हैं!! ©Deepak Kumar 'Deep' #Mountains

तुम्हें याद करते _करते मेरे दिल की धड़कने भी चहक उठी हैं! जबसे घोली है तेरे नाम की मिसरी इन फ़िज़ाओं में, ये वादियाँ भी महक उठी हैं!! ©Deepak Kumar 'Deep' #Mountains