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Three things you associate happiness with!


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Jasmine 27-Apr-2018 23:21

rain, cat, baby

Diyaa 18-Apr-2018 14:51

angels my kids painting

Vishakha 11-Mar-2018 13:40

fragrant fresh flowers, pretty birds and being in love.

Dietician 09-Mar-2018 18:55

expressing, dancing and roaming in nature

Jyoti 08-Mar-2018 18:00

Mountains, music and family

the c r y p t i c 08-Mar-2018 16:12

people, rhythm, curiousness

CarrieBradshaw 07-Mar-2018 17:31

Food, Friends, My students

Irinemaria 07-Mar-2018 15:59

Forest,Waterfalls n my room

Salonie 07-Mar-2018 12:30

Chocolates music exercise

Govind Hersal 07-Mar-2018 12:19

Music , writing , yaadein

Rucha Bindu 07-Mar-2018 10:38

Birds chirping, family, doing things you love.

vivek 06-Mar-2018 17:20

money,hobby,food

Dr H P Shrivastava 06-Mar-2018 16:56

Family meeting, Friends chatting and Helping others

Sana Khan 06-Mar-2018 14:37

Pizza, chocolates, baked white Mac n cheese pasta

Madhura 06-Mar-2018 12:14

Yoga, music, the smile on my son's face

Harsh Thakkar 06-Mar-2018 11:49

Family Friends Cricket

Kalamwali 06-Mar-2018 10:13

Family, Music, Rasgulla

kSameer 06-Mar-2018 09:26

cats, dogs and music
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  • Aggressive Book Marketing : How much is too much!
    Sujata Rajpal | 20-May-2018
    Last week at the petrol bunk while I leaned against my car, my eyes fixed on the meter as the guy held the nozzle of the tube to my fuel tank, a car stopped in the parallel lane. The lady on the wheel was a well-known corporate trainer who I follow on the social media. Not wanting to let go of the opportunity to meet the woman in person, I walked over to the other side leaving the fuel tank to the honesty of the petrol guy. I peeped into her window and praised her about her thoughtful posts. It was flattering to learn that she knew about my book.   ‘Ok, nice meeting you, Let me know when you are in Mysore next, would love to meet you,’ I said when the guy gestured me to move my car. ‘But you haven’t bought my book.’ Saying this, she took out a book from a bag kept on the passenger seat. ‘Oh I didn’t know you have written a book,’ I said, embarrassed at my ignorance. She threw a smile at me. ‘Now you know.’ Then she gave me a quick gist of th
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  • Prashant Trivedi | 13-May-2018
    When you want to talk to someone and you can't is the worst feeling ever..... 'Sometimes it can be dangerous to respect and trust someone' Here is a small story of a boy and was badly restricted to talk to her....... One day a true boy confessed one thing to her and was refused. And she started making him feel that he is guilty and done wrong and a start judging him like a bad person.......... but he was not at all. He respect her very much and cared but still......... And he was restricted to talk to her forever even when he saw her 4-5 times in a week but he can't do nothing because 'he was not a shameless boy and not a misbehaving boy'. 'So never go too deep because it is very hard to come out when you have not done anything wrong with a special person' . Be careful and try not be restricted to talk because once you restricted you cannot do nothing....
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  • Sayem Raza | 05-May-2018
    Humans always have a deep unconscious desire of being subjugated - either by a king, a political leader, a spiritial master, a priest or even a God. We are too afraid to take our own responsibility.
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  • Sana Khan | 04-May-2018
    Don't you miss yourself sometimes? The old person that used to enjoy, be happy cheerful , full of life? That person got lost , lost in this race.  Discipline has had a huge impact on everyone's life. Not that I don't like discipline but there should be some freedom with it. Everyone is being treated like a machine. No emotions only rat race...... I search for myself sometimes but so many times I get so busy that I forget myself completely:  The old me the lost me......  
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  • Seasons
    Jasmine | 27-Apr-2018
    Seasons Let me tell you a rhyme about seasons,Take your favorite decision. Summer is hot…hot…hot…hot,The sun is hotter than a boiling water pot! Monsoon is wet…wet…wet…wet,It is the wettest season I’ve ever met! Winter is cold…harsh and cold,Only shirts, jackets and sweaters are sold! Spring is nice, the flowers bloom,Happiness happiness fills my room! But don’t tease any season, not summer not spring,Love all the seasons for their special thing !!  
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  • Siblings- Learning the Art of Trade
    Rucha Bindu | 24-Apr-2018
    What is it like to have a younger sibling? I feel younger siblings were created to take you seriously when you're joking and to joke when you're serious. They were created to irritate every nerve in your body, and to bring you water in bed while you trade something for the future (which you never intend to give.) They were created to lose your favorite little things, and to make you sign that remark in their diary in place of your parents, which they obviously wouldn't approve of. But also to keep your secrets which your parents wouldn't approve of (and you, being the elder one, try to act cool like they already know so that your sibling wouldn't use that as a trade.) My younger sister asks me to decide what I'll be gifting her for her birthday exactly six months prior to it- by the way, my birthday falls in that six months period but who cares, right? But, I don't need to ask. It's already there, the gift that I've always wanted, near my birthday cake, and a shabbily done last minute birthday card with a d
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  • Akshay Patil | 18-Apr-2018
    From the last bench in the corner,My eyes kept on...looking at her 👀 Every time she turned around,My heart beat increased its sound ! The sound synced our way to love,Keeping the fragrance as fresh as clove ! Years passed by, one thing led to another,Her heart soured, when she couldn't become a mother ! Solved the puzzle, by adopting a kid,which was merrier;Loosing them both accidentally, was series of sorrow in fourier !
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  • My Life And The Hanging Sword
    Diyaa | 18-Apr-2018
    It was scorching hot that day. The summer heat was getting unbearable. I was anyway in pain since a little while and the heat made it even more irritating. My neck and shoulders had been hurting and I was treating it through alternative therapy. Only that day when I was asked to accompany my relative to the doctor I opened up and got my pains checked by a GP. He asked me to get X-Ray's done and couple of others to just to be sure.   I did all of it and forgot about it since it all looked ok to me. I got busy with my family and the long weekend trips. After a week I showed the doc my reports. He didn't like what he saw and asked me do get more tests done to be sure of why did I get such results! I did it and this time showed it to him without any delay. Not that it worried me but I just had that time in hand and wanted to get done with the doctor trips. The other investigation also didn't look fine and so he asked me to be on certain medication and repeat the tests. He alarmed me though that he didn't l
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  • Be Kind
    nehapanchamiya | 17-Apr-2018
    You think they're only animals. You believe they don't feel love and pain like us.     The love they share, is real.  The pain of separation they feel, is real.    Be kind.
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  • No regrets. Just numb.
    nehapanchamiya | 17-Apr-2018
    To watch a life leave its body at a time in moment that you determined, is numbing.   To watch a life become lifeless and be carried for burial knowing you were part of the call, is numbing.    To know that you will go back tomorrow and have to make similar decisions again, is numbing.    Numbing, because you cannot be allowed to feel a thing...because if I cry right now, I will not stop, and then how I will I make the right decisions tomorrow again?    For whoever said working with animals is so much fun and called me lucky for being able to follow my passion, days like today, make me want to scowl at them and offer them to wear my shoes, on a day like today.    No regrets. Just numb. 
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  • Justice
    CarrieBradshaw | 15-Apr-2018
    In our country, Justice is too much to ask for. Murderers get bail, Corrupt officials rule this nation, Rapists are protected by the government, roaming scot-free on our streets, and Common man lives imprisoned in FEAR each day. The life of a common man is worth NOTHING AT ALL! I am disgusted by the recent news updates : Asifa Gangrape and Murder case Unnao Rape Case Nisha Rape and Murder Case And so many more that don’t reach the news, or even the police station. These horrendous crimes seem to be just getting worst and happening even more frequently.   THE LAW, THE GOVERNMENT, THE POLICE, everyone has failed our country. They can’t protect our women, They can’t even serve justice,all they can do is fill their bloody pockets with money and screw our country. Seems like we the people of the country must protect ourselves. No one needs to fear the law, because clearly there is NO BLOODY DAMN LAW, because if there was, then these monstrous demons would be dead by now.
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  • Diyaa | 14-Apr-2018
    Poems
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    since we are celebrating national siblings day here.. it bought me back to a piece i had written about my little brother....    Straight from my heart I write you a little poetry In simple and thoughtful words Carefully compiled for you my baby!   I can never forget those days When you took up all the beatings, And my share too, Not too late you took your revenge This time you left a permanent scar And made my pinky nose blue!   There were times you embarrassed me By getting naughty in your class I would be called by your teachers often For being your older sister And without me knowing they would never let it pass   The saddest moments in my life Were also given by you, When you ran on the street after a ball And got hit by car For the first time I realized what it would be like to lose you   The phase when you grew older and mature You gave me the best advices Even so far as to choosing my life partner Because you wanted to see me in safer hands for
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