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Hindu Saheban! It is not understood in the books of Gita, Vedas, Puranas that how Sanatani Puja came to an end and how Sanatani Puja will be resurrected. Must read the sacred book,

"Hindu saheban! nhi samjhe geeta ,ved,puran."

John 3:16

😊For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

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Stop scrolling for a minute, take a deep breath. Come and sit down with me for a minute, I’ll make us some tea. It’s a quiet morning, apart from the birds of course. We can sit here for a while, we can chat or just pass the time of day. Or we can go for a walk if you want, my dog can come with us. She doesn’t walk very fast but it will give us time to take in the wildflowers as we go. Or we can go into town and wonder around the secondhand bookstores because there are so many stories we haven’t read yet. And there is something magical about secondhand books, knowing they’ve been loved before. Time passes slowly here, there’s no where to be. Remember no matter how bad things seem, everything will be okay. You’re safe here, darling. Stay as long as you like and you can always come back. Chin up, my love. You’re going to be just fine.

The best part about life is that you can always try again! 🤍

QUEEN OF TEARS (2024) epilogue cards from episodes 9-16 (part 2)

22.05.2023 || Last weekend I visited the botanical garden in my city and a plant fair where I bought myself few new ones 🌿

Dear October,

Please handle me with care, I'm as fragile as a potato chip in a thunderstorm. I hope you understand.

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Once in a while hyenas would laugh hysterically Outside your window when they heard you sob And I joined them standing on two legs

The sea that you filled with your tears Called up a tide to drown the sorrows That had choked you in your sleep

When the winter reached your throat It froze the tonsils that bothered none The work was done and we never spoke again

My coffee could never replace our caustic silence Hidden along with carnations in a diamond mine That you blew up with some homemade dynamite

You promised I could kiss you on the cheek If I gave you my best kept evil lavender secret Without trading I left with the East India company

When the cop approached you with a revolver You raised your white flag arms like a ship About to go down to the ocean floor forsaken