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When We Both-Song

  When We Both When we both looked into each other's eyes For the very first time, I decided we were made for one another. When we both started talking to each other For the very first time, I understood we shared a common interest. When we both started waiting for each other's call For the very first time, I knew there would be many more sweet nothings to share. When we both held each other's hands For the very first time, I understood—this is the last hand I'll ever need to hold. When we both went on our first date, I realized those moments were more than just romantic outings. When we both started to value each other, I understood our bond would grow thicker forever. When we both started to miss each other, I understood there would be many more such painfully sweet days. When we both started fighting with each other, I understood there would be many more days of guilt and regret. When we both started saying sorry to each other, I unders...
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The Simple Truth About Importance

  The Simple Truth About Importance We all need three essential things to survive: oxygen, water, and food. But here’s something just as vital to understand—neither does our name appear on that list, nor do we appear on anyone else’s. Yet, despite this simple fact, many people secretly believe they are the most important person in the room, if not in life itself. But that belief doesn’t signal significance—it signals ego. And nothing more. The more we convince ourselves that we matter excessively—to ourselves and to others—the more we begin to demand respect. Slowly, our ego takes the driver’s seat. We become coercive, impatient, and hungry for undue admiration, whether or not we actually add value to anyone’s life. Here’s the reality check: In life, people are respected for their character—not for their titles, not for their wealth, not for their looks. Titles fade. Wealth erodes. Beauty diminishes. Health declines. Once we truly accept this, our priorities shift. Charac...

You can enjoy your loneliness-Song

  You can enjoy your loneliness   You can enjoy your loneliness. You can enjoy your loneliness When you realise you are not alone.   You can enjoy your loneliness. You can enjoy your loneliness When you live for your purpose.   You can enjoy your loneliness. You can enjoy your loneliness When you discover and use your strengths.   You can enjoy your loneliness. You can enjoy your loneliness When you accept and overcome your weaknesses.   You can enjoy your loneliness. You can enjoy your loneliness When you recall and enjoy your happy memories.   You can enjoy your loneliness. You can enjoy your loneliness When you keep correcting yourself.   You can enjoy your loneliness. You can enjoy your loneliness When you focus on developing yourself.   You can enjoy your loneliness. You can enjoy your loneliness When you understand the importance of living for yourself.   You can e...

Not the time for war-Song

  Not the time for war This is not the time for waging a war against nations — it is the time for waging a war against poverty in the world. This is not the time for waging a war against nations — it is the time for waging a war against water scarcity. This is not the time for waging a war against nations — it is the time for waging a war against pollution. This is not the time for waging a war against nations — it is the time for waging a war against global warming. This is not the time for waging a war between nations — it is the time for waging a war against new-age diseases. This is not the time for waging a war between nations — it is the time for waging a war against rising unemployment. This is not the time for waging a war between nations — it is the time for waging a war against rising religious disharmony. This is not the time for waging a war between nations — it is the time for waging a war against killer drugs. This is not the time for waging ...

It’s Saturday-Song

  It’s Saturday It's Saturday  — where the day is a time to rest, and evening is the time to be our best, to remain a party animal for the rest of the night. It's Saturday  — where bars and pubs are the destination, where fun and romance are the reason to make it an occasion. It's Saturday  — where beats fill our ears, the dance floor invites our legs, so we can move our bodies with a few pegs. It's Saturday  — where glasses will never be empty, drinks will be in plenty, fun will be in humpty. It's Saturday  — when the babes fill the dance floor, the men's eyes ponder. It's Saturday  — a day to stand at the bar counter to find out who will be your one-night stand. It's Saturday  — where nights are longer, days are shorter, where fun remains the reason to venture. It's Saturday  — a day for the DJ to blend the right number, for the bartender to mix the right drink. It's Saturday  — not an ordina...

It’s Sunday-Song

  It’s Sunday It’s Sunday. For some, it’s a fun day— a time to laugh, to play, to run away. It’s Sunday. For some, it’s a day to rest— a pause, a breath, a chance to feel blessed. It’s Sunday. For some, it’s a spring-cleaning day— a sweep, a scrub, to clear the clutter away. It’s Sunday. For some, it’s a day to shop— a stroll through stores, a search for what’s on top. Four or five Sundays in a month may come, each one shaped by how we use them. Those who long for it greet it with joy, a heart uplifted. Those who dread it count the hours, their spirits drifted. It’s not the day that holds the key, But the attitude we bring, you see. Sundays cannot be prevented, it’s true, But how we see them—that’s up to you. M.L. Narendra Kumar    

It was a one-night stand-Song

  It was a one-night stand It was a one-night stand. It was a one-night stand. Her looks could be a poem in the books. It was a one-night stand. It was a one-night stand. Her smile is worth travelling a few thousand miles. It was a one-night stand. It was a one-night stand. When she sat beside me, I knew it was going to be a good time between her and me. It was a one-night stand. It was a one-night stand. When I gently started holding her hand, my shoulder was lucky enough to rest her head. It was a one-night stand. It was a one-night stand. When I was slowly hugging her, she whispered in my ear, "The night is young." It was a one-night stand. It was a one-night stand. When I planted my lips on her lips, she gently closed her eyes. It was a one-night stand. It was a one-night stand. She started gently moving toward the bed. I couldn't control my manhood. It was a one-night stand. It was a one-night stand. Kisses were flowing as we w...