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Dream Girl

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Uljhi uljhi rehti woh khud mein, Bahar se duniya suljhati hai woh Chori chori kare woh batain khud se, Raag mohabbat ke gaati hai woh Anjaan si duniya mein hai rehti, Kisse shaitani ke sunati hai woh Masoom adaon se nazar ghumake, Dil ki dehleez pe aati hai woh Khwabon ka roshan basta pehan ke, Khushiyon ke phool barsaati hai woh Yaadon ke takiye bheeg jate mere, Jab door nazar se jati hai woh Shehzaadi hai rajkumar ke dil ki, Aangan ko uske chamkati hai woh Tareef mein uski likhun main kiesa, Jeet jaye woh dil jahan jati hai woh. Thank You Gourav Sachdeva

I have learned...

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I've learned- that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them. I've learned- that no matter how much I care, some people just don't care back. I've learned- that it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it. I've learned- that no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that. I've learned- that it's not what you have in your life but you have in your life that counts. I've learned- that you should never ruin  an apology with an excuse. I've learned- that you can get charm for about fifteen minutes. After that, you'd better know something. I've learned- that you shouldn't compare yourself to the best others can do. I've learned- that you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life. I've learned- that it's taking me a lo...

Difference in the world

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Every Sunday morning I take a light jog around a park near my home.  There’s a lake located in one corner of the park.  Each time I jog by this lake, I see the same elderly woman sitting at the water’s edge with a small metal cage sitting beside her. This past Sunday my curiosity got the best of me, so I stopped jogging and walked over to her.  As I got closer, I realized that the metal cage was in fact a small trap.  There were three turtles, unharmed, slowly walking around the base of the trap.  She had a fourth turtle in her lap that she was carefully scrubbing with a spongy brush. “Hello,” I said.  “I see you here every Sunday morning.  If you don’t mind my nosiness, I’d love to know what you’re doing with these turtles.” She smiled.  “I’m cleaning off their shells,” she replied.  “Anything on a turtle’s shell, like algae or scum, reduces the turtle’s ability to absorb heat and impedes its ability to swim.  It can als...