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In India "Har Ghar [is always] Tiranga".

In India "Har Ghar [is always] Tiranga".

In India "Har Ghar [is always] Tiranga". Like the saffron - common people are always expected to sacrifice everything and cow down to let the power remain concentrated in the hands of few. It requires courage and strength to continue to do so for years with the hope that someday someone will bring about a change and situation will improve. Like the white, irrespective of crimes, all scams and all other unethical and illegal acts, the countrymen choose peace, at least until the heat reaches t

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ইচ্ছেপূরণ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

ইচ্ছেপূরণ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

বাইরে অবিরাম বৃষ্টি পরে চলেছে। অফিস বেরোনোর সময় বৃষ্টি মোটেই পছন্দ নয় আমার। অন্যদিন হলে হয়তো একটু গড়িমসি করে খানিক পরে বেরোনো যেত। কিন্তু আজ তো একটা বিশেষ দিন। তাই সঠিক সময় অফিস পৌঁছনো জরুরি। সব গুছিয়ে ঠিক সাড়ে নটায় বেরিয়ে হাঁটতে থাকলাম। ভাগ্য ভালো অফিস বেশি দূরে নয়। হাঁটাপথে মিনিট কুড়ি। বৃষ্টি ভালো না লাগলেও, বৃষ্টি ধোঁয়া পথঘাট, গাছপালা আমার বেশ ভালো লাগে। কেমন যেনো সব ভীষণ সতেজ আর জীবন্ত লাগে। মনে হয় এক্ষুনি বুঝি আমার সাথে খানিক গল্পগাছা করবে। মানুষজনের থেকে আজকাল আমার এদেরকেই বেশ

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Responsibilities are too heavy, Expectations are too high, Shoulders are too weak, Heart aching, Determination frail, Nothing to look up to, Nothing to look for, Only thing the heart awaits, The time and space, To rest in peace.

Responsibilities are too heavy, Expectations are too high, Shoulders are too weak, Heart aching, Determination frail, Nothing to look up to, Nothing to look for, Only thing the heart awaits, The time and space, To rest in peace.

#insearchofpeace #restinpeace #givingup #kajori_thephoenix #loneliness #misunderstood #finalgoodbyes

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~~~~ Journey ~~~~ The whistle screamed subduing the  din and bustle of the station. Slowly the train started rolling. Rhea, sitting next to the window, closed her eyes as tightly as she could. Tears rolled down her cheeks, her eyelids pained being so tightly closed. But, she cannot open her eyes. She cannot see what she is leaving behind. She only wanted to feel the forward motion. The motion that will set her on the track of a normal life. The life she deserves. - Rest in caption.

~~~~ Journey ~~~~ The whistle screamed subduing the  din and bustle of the station. Slowly the train started rolling. Rhea, sitting next to the window, closed her eyes as tightly as she could. Tears rolled down her cheeks, her eyelids pained being so tightly closed. But, she cannot open her eyes. She cannot see what she is leaving behind. She only wanted to feel the forward motion. The motion that will set her on the track of a normal life. The life she deserves. - Rest in caption.

~~~~Journey ~~~~ The whistle screamed subduing the  din and bustle of the station. Slowly the train started rolling. Rhea, sitting next to the window, closed her eyes as tightly as she could. Tears rolled down her cheeks, her eyelids pained being so tightly closed. But, she cannot open her eyes. She cannot see what she is leaving behind. She only wanted to feel the forward motion. The motion that will set her on the track of a normal life. The life she deserves. As the sound and speed of the t

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I woke up today to the salty smell, And the humid air, Just as I did years ago, When we were near. I was near enough to hear your sound, Restless yet consistent, Every time touching my heart, As you moved past the shore. You were too, enough near to me, To dissolve all my emptiness in your embrace, And assuring that you will be there, Longing and loving me, no matter How many miles we are apart, How many moments we stay afar. The teal blue of your being, Painted all of me from within out, Reminding that all elements are one, From start till the end, Through the journey called love. Today again I remember you - the ocean, In the salty ventricles of my existence.

I woke up today to the salty smell, And the humid air, Just as I did years ago, When we were near. I was near enough to hear your sound, Restless yet consistent, Every time touching my heart, As you moved past the shore. You were too, enough near to me, To dissolve all my emptiness in your embrace, And assuring that you will be there, Longing and loving me, no matter How many miles we are apart, How many moments we stay afar. The teal blue of your being, Painted all of me from within out, Reminding that all elements are one, From start till the end, Through the journey called love. Today again I remember you - the ocean, In the salty ventricles of my existence.

The ocean I woke up today to the salty smell, And the humid air, Just as I did years ago, When we were near. I was near enough to hear your sound, Restless yet consistent,

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Some pains are so deep, That even the deepest ocean appears shallow, Some moments are so dark, Even darkest of new moon night, Feels brighter; Some sufferings are so intense, That words fail to express the way it is; Some struggles are so long drawn, That even the galactic dimensions seems trivial. But, then again, The value of life is so high that, We brave all the pains, Face all the sufferings and Brace up for all the struggles To advance, Yet again, on the wings of hope.

Some pains are so deep, That even the deepest ocean appears shallow, Some moments are so dark, Even darkest of new moon night, Feels brighter; Some sufferings are so intense, That words fail to express the way it is; Some struggles are so long drawn, That even the galactic dimensions seems trivial. But, then again, The value of life is so high that, We brave all the pains, Face all the sufferings and Brace up for all the struggles To advance, Yet again, on the wings of hope.

Some pains are so deep, That even the deepest ocean appears shallow, Some moments are so dark, Even darkest of new moon night, Feels brighter; Some sufferings are so intense, That words fail to express the way it is; Some struggles are so long drawn,

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