Aaj birthday hai uska.. Its been more than 2 months since we last spoke.. socha tha ke uske birthday pe will sort out everything.. kal saari raat socha par himmat nhi hui to text her.. ab wo pagalpan nhi rha i guess.. but still I am stuck.. Bhul nhi sakta 😧😧
ज़िंदगी में इतना आगे बढ़ो, की फिर वापस बुलाके लाना पड़े ।।
"ऐ नये साल बता, तुझ में नयापन क्या है? तू नया है तो दिखा सुबह नयी, शाम नई, वरना इन आंखों ने देखे हैं नए साल कई।"
Let's begin dis new year by being our own first lovers...😎😎
This year let's make a resolution to love and respect ourselves above all others and surround ourselves with those who truly understand, care, love and stand by us.
Happy New Year PGians.😃
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सुकून मिलता हे दो लफ्ज कागज पर उतार कर, चीख भी लेता हूँ ओर आवाज भी नही होती 😌
Pals sometimes I want to opt out to next level from bank PO.. #rolling_stone. wat exam should I focus next.. my concern would be on less pressure / avg salary job role. This new year I would start afresh on next target. Guide me buddies. Et Voila! #Cheers4new dreams and hopes in 2k18! 🌱🚀😍
सब आ गए ना 2018 में?😝😝😝😂😂😂
कोई छूटा तो नहीं 😝😝😝😛😜 ?
One way of getting selection is giving sleeping drug to all the applicants one day before exam..
Un dosto k liye, jinke naam se hi chehre pe mushkurat aa jati hai.
Once upon a time, there lived a big mango tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday.
He climbed to the tree top, ate the mangoes, took a nap under the shadow… He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.
Time went by… The little boy grew, and he no longer played around the tree.
One day, the boy came back to the tree with a sad look on his face.
“Come and play with me,” the tree asked the boy.
“I am no longer a kid, I don’t play around trees anymore.” The boy replied, “I want toys. I need money to buy them.”
“Sorry, I don’t have money… but you can pick all my mangoes and sell them so you will have money.”
The boy was so excited. He picked all the mangoes on the tree and left happily. The boy didn’t come back. The tree was sad.
One day, the boy grown into a man returned. The tree was so excited.
“Come and play with me,” the tree said.
“I don’t have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?”
“Sorry, I don’t have a house, but you can chop off my branches to build your house.”
So the man cut all the branches off the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy didn’t come back afterward. The tree was again lonely and sad.
One hot summer day, the man returned and the tree was delighted.
“Come and play with me!” The tree said.
“I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?”
“Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy.”
So the man cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and didn’t come back for a long time.
Finally, the man returned after he had been gone for so many years.
“Sorry, my boy, but I don’t have anything for you anymore. No more mangoes to give you.” The tree said.
“I don’t have teeth to bite,” the man replied.
“No more trunk for you to climb on.”
“I am too old for that now,” the man said.
“I really can’t give you anything… the only thing left is my dying roots,” the tree said with sadness.
“I don’t need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years,” the man replied.
“Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest. Come sit down with me and rest.”
The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled.
By Shel Silverstein
Original version here
The tree in the story represents our parents. When we are young, we love to play with them. When we grow up, we leave them and only come back when we need help. Parents sacrifice their lives for us.
कहते हैं ज्ञानी, दुनिया है फ़ानी। पानी पे लिखी लिखायी। है सबकी देखी, है सबकी जानी, हाथ किसी के ना आयी। कुछ तेरा न मेरा, मुसाफिर जाएगा कहाँ... https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Oq-YghNEpNA
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hey guys watch this video once i m damn sure that u will inspire alot from this 4 minute, https://youtu.be/Dn13dtSfCwk
इक्कीस सदी नाम है तेरा, उमर तेरी अठारह की,, तीन सौ पैसठ आशिक तेरे, तु हुस्न जमाल बारह की.. .
Good morning everyone
Once upon a time, there was a king who had gone to visit neighboring kingdoms. He was gifted a pair of baby Macaw Parrots by the king of the last kingdom where he was visiting. They were the most beautiful birds he had ever seen. So, upon returning to his kingdom, he called for a bird trainer and asked him to train macaw parrots.
The king also arranged a place in the palace garden for the parrots. He often looked at them from his palace window. As time passed, one day the trainer came to the palace and informed the king that though one of the parrots was flying majestically high in the sky, the other one was not moving from its branch since the day it had arrived.
Upon hearing this, the king summoned trainer and healers from the nearby kingdoms. They all tried their best, but couldn’t make the parrot fly! He even asked his courtiers to try to find a way to make the parrot fly but they all failed. The parrot was not moving from his branch at all. Finally, after trying everything, the king thought that maybe he needs someone who may be more familiar with natural habitat. He asked his courtier to get a farmer from the countryside and take him to the parrot to see if he can understand the problem with the parrot.
The next morning, the king was thrilled to see the parrot flying high above the palace gardens. He asked his servant to call that farmer to meet him. The servant quickly went and located the farmer, who came and stood before the king. The king asked him, “How did you make the parrot fly?”
With his hands folded with respect, the farmer said to the king, “It was very easy, your majesty. I simply cut the branch where the bird was sitting.”
Moral: We are all gifted with energy to find a success in our life, but fail to gather a courage which is required to reach heights of success and end up clinging to the things that are familiar to us. We need to free ourselves from our comfort zone to explore new opportunities and find a success beyond our capacity.