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shayari7766 · 1 year
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hindi-shayari · 1 year
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(via Shayari In Hindi – शायरी इन हिंदी – Love Hindi)
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netsanju · 2 months
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statuswings · 3 months
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Maa Ki Muskan Shayari
Maa Ki Muskan Shayari | Maa Ki Smile Par Quotes | माँ की मुस्कान     Maa Ki Muskan Shayari, नमस्कार दोस्तों, आज हम आपके लिए बहुत ही शानदार और खूबसूरत शायरी लेकर आए हैं। माँ की मुस्कान, जी हां दोस्तों, माँ की मुस्कान पर बेहतरीन मैसेज जो आपकी माँ को जरूर पसंद आएंगे। प्रिय दोस्तों, चूँकि हम सभी अपनी माँ से बहुत प्यार करते हैं। क्या हम अपनी माँ के लिए ख़ुशी के कुछ पल नहीं ढूंढ सकते? मुझे लगता है हाँ,…
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shayariwalii · 1 year
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Smile Shayari Hindi Mein: हेलो दोस्तों, एक बार फिर से आपका स्वागत करती हूँ एक नए पोस्ट में जिसमे आपको स्माइल की हिंदी शायरी मिलेगी। स्माइल वो चीज़ है जो बड़े से बड़ी मुश्किल को आसानी से हल करने की हिम्मत रखती है। आजकल की इस भाग दौड़ की ज़िन्दगी में चेहरे पर एक प्यारी सी मुस्कान रखना काफी मुश्किल हो गया है। माना की ज़िन्दगी में संघर्ष बहुत है पर मुस्कान आपको सही दिशा में बढ़ने के लिए प्रेरित करती है।
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hindistories-posts · 1 year
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Life reality motivational quotes in Hindi
Life Reality Motivational Quotes in Hindi is a treasure trove of inspirational quotes that offer profound insights into the realities of life. These quotes are carefully curated to provide motivation, encouragement, and guidance in navigating life's challenges and uncertainties.
Whether it's dealing with setbacks, overcoming obstacles, or pursuing dreams, these quotes in Hindi language serve as a guiding light to inspire, motivate, and empower. The collection encompasses a wide range of topics, including success, failure, relationships, emotions, self-improvement, and more, making it a comprehensive source of motivation and wisdom.
The power of Hindi language adds depth and authenticity to these quotes, making them relatable to Hindi-speaking individuals seeking practical advice and motivation for their life journey.
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apreciousheart · 2 years
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Dearest Readers, The Ton are abuzz with the latest gossip and I must simply share with you the delights of such occasion. Miss Naomi has been enjoying her new era. Her smile and joy has been returning especially with these ongoing changes. Inevitably, those who know her, always know there’s tea to be spilt. She’s being cordially invited to 8 weddings during summer and she’s only halfway through… Will she be courted by a strikingly dashing, good-looking duke, with a heart of gold? Will he burn for her? Who knows? Will she finally take bloom? Time will tell… Yours Truly, Lady Whistledown ⚜️🐝⚜️🐝 #follow #shayari #likeforlikes #writersofinstagram #stories #beautiful #storytime #music #video #indonesia #memes #writers #writingcommunity #storywakeren #smile #poetrycommunity #poet #happiness #writerscommunity #goals #writersofig #positivevibes #tiktok #poetsofinstagram #selflove #lifestyle #believe #poems #motivational #quotesindonesia (at London, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfTsi_jqfi0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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creatingnikki · 3 months
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as a hopeless romantic and with the heart of a poet you may think that it's inevitable to get over it — this heartbreak, this pain. if someone mattered to you this much, if everything with them meant so much, then how can you go on living without them? but there's nothing commendable about yearning for a love years later that could never manifest into something healthy, long term, and mutual in your life. unrequited love? one sided love? the one that got away? an almost lover? yeah at someone you gotta have to stop romanticizing that. you don't want material for shayari. what you want is to eventually move on and meet someone else and have a fulfilling and meaningful life because that's what is commendable. that's what is beautiful and that's what is poetic. a life well lived. a life well loved. not being hung up on one person or the idea of that person. the way our brains are wired is that you cannot really keep drowning in the memory of someone for over a year. if you decide to move on and let go at some point and go out there and meet other people, you will find someone who will make your heart smile again and whose jokes you will find funny and who will make you want to risk getting hurt again. it's honestly inevitable. so don't let them lie to you. don't let them make you believe that you have to live, if you are a romantic, if you have truly loved, as someone who never moves on. that doesn't make your love for that person any grander. it only makes your life less meaningful and more miserable. sadness can become a habit especially when it's sadness in love, or rather sadness in the lack of love. you can fall in love with that kind of sadness. you can glorify it. you can get so attached to it that you'd rather keep it than attempt at happiness in love again. don't be that person. love and let go and love yet again. the poetry is in that.
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sirfdabba · 18 days
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If you ever want to love me,
Please love me the most non-conventional way.
I want that smiles and laugh love,
I want that silence and stares love.
I wont deny that I am a Rose person,
But if you want to bring me anything, go for green leaves and dry twigs;
Or a fruit basket full of apples, litches and figs!
Dont accompany me to movies,
I tend to enjoy them alone, in solitude.
Actually, they are meant to be watched in silence,
I mean if you dont take this as rude!
Love me like you love your food,
Your books. Your ideas of love.
Treat love like Love,
Your love, my love, our Love.
Like peace is for Dove.
Read me the lines that are penetrated in your skin -
The way, raindrops penetrate in the dreary, lifeless soil!
Lets read poems, lets recite shayaris,
When you hold my hand I am a listener tell me all the memories
Of school recess, your favourite coffee from favourite cafes,
How, once, you took a stand for maggie,
Got into a fight, clothes turned shaggy.
Your first mobile, you lost the documents file,
While dreaming the most absurd dream, fell off the bed in style!
Listen, if you ever want to love me, You will have to love yourself more,
Of course, I wont keep the score;
But, if you tell me that you love your Books more than me, I wont turn sore, rather adore.
Because, I too cant love you. ONLY you.
It will always be a bunch, of - my friends, my words, my shenanigans and you,
Not in that order to be true!
But yes, all I have to say is,
If you ever happen to love me, please love me your way,
Love me my way,
Please love me the Love way!
Sanskruti
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Never a moment of Peace
Karan x Reader
Summary- As the title suggests, there is never a moment of peace around this commando, not even when he is the one who takes her out for a break.
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It was early in the morning, she was still working on decrypting some classified files when she heard a knock on her door. Normally, she would’ve opened the door with little to no hesitation but considering it was only 6 in the morning she was a little suspicious. And with the job she had, the feeling was partly justified. Besides, no one in their right mind knocks on people's doors at 6 in the morning. It did not help that she was sleep-deprived running on a whole coffee pot. So in her sleep/caffeine-addled state, she grabbed the bat her ma had gifted her and trudged on to open the door.
She braced herself as she raised the bat and opened the door, only to find the boon and bane of her life, Karan. He was standing outside with a huge grin on his face, a little too happy considering the time. “Commando? What the hell are you doing here? At six in the morning?” She asked tiredly, lowering her bat and shifting so he could come in. "Good morning, sweetheart. Why do you have a bat? Give that here. And come on, I have a surprise for you," he said, gently taking the bat from her hands. 
“Okay, give me five minutes. Let me change then we can go,” She said, moving towards the bedroom. “Oh no, no time for that. We’ll miss it if we wait any longer.” He said, grabbing her hand. She huffed, “But I look like a sleep-deprived caffeinated gremlin.” He snorted and drew her closer, enveloping her tiny frame with his own, “Please, you look so cute right now. Oh, how I wish you could see yourself through my eyes. Hair open, face bare, drowning in my sweatshirt, glasses framing that face and hiding those enchanting eyes…” “Okay, Mr. i-swallowed-a-book-of-shayari, I get it. Let’s go.” She said cutting him off, blushing. He smiled knowingly, taking her hand and leading her out the door.
Curious, she let him lead her to his jeep and settled inside after he opened the door for her. A short ride late, She was greeted by the beautiful sight of a secluded beach. The sun had not yet risen but the sky was painted in hues of pink, orange, and purple. They walked along the sand, taking in the beauty of the morning.
He turned to her as they walked, "You’ve been so busy lately that you’ve barely had any time to yourself. I know you've been stressed with the wedding planning and the encrypted files. I haven’t been much of a help in both of those things,” Karan said, sheepishly, “so I thought to surprise you with a little morning getaway," his hand shyly rubbing the back of his neck. 
She smiled at him, feeling grateful for his thoughtfulness. A morning on the beach, with him, sounded like the perfect way to relax and recharge. It was times like these that reminded her why she loved him. She couldn’t have asked for a better partner to spend the rest of her days with him.
After strolling for some time, Karan guided her to a sandy spot where a cosy blanket had been spread out. Nestled there was a basket filled with delicious food and to-go coffee cups.
Her heart swelled with joy, "You did all this, for me?" she asked, touched by his gesture. "Of course, I did. You deserve it," he replied, settling down on the blanket and pulling her onto his lap. She huffed but made herself comfortable, feeling her worries melt away as they watched the sun slowly rise over the horizon. The golden silence was disturbed as they talked about their dreams and goals,  the wedding, and the upcoming changes in their lives, over the food Karan had prepared. They laughed and joked, and for a moment, time stood still. 
Karan couldn’t look away from her. Tired as she was, she never showed it. He felt a little guilty about taking her out when he should’ve told her to rest but he knew she would’ve never listened. At that moment, She looked serene with a slow smile spread over her face. He never wanted to look away from her. He observed her, carved her features into his brain as she marvelled at the slow-rising sun. He never thought he would want- no crave the married life, settling in a home with a dog, and children (although that was something they needed to discuss). But in that moment he wanted it all with her, only with her. Three months felt like an eternity. He wanted her to be his now. And then a brilliant idea struck.
Karan looked down at her with an adventurous glint in his eyes, excitement clear as day on his face. “Let’s get married.” He said with a childish grin on his face. She laughed, “Karan. We are getting married. In Three months, remember?” She playfully responded. His grin widened even more as he said, “No. Jaan. Let’s get married today.” She laughed some more until she realised he was serious. Then she said, “Wait, you’re serious? Please tell me you’re not serious. You cannot be.” His grin could rival the sun. “Karanveer Dogra! What is wrong with you? What about the wedding in three months? I’ve been planning it for months. Invitations have been printed, and some have already been sent. The destination has been decided, and the wedding house has been fixed. Hotel reservations have been booked. What will we tell our parents? Oh, our mothers would kill us. If they decide to kill us, I’m blaming you-mmffff” She was cut off by his lips crashing onto hers for a passionate kiss. 
Parting reluctantly, they gazed into each other's eyes, her face aflame as an aftermath of their kiss. A soft smile played on his lips as he effectively shut her cute ramblings. Their fingers interlocked, and a lingering warmth remained as he said, “Sweetheart, we can still have that wedding. Let’s officially get married today. I can pull some strings. We’ll be husband and wife by the end of the day. I’ve waited four months to marry you. I don’t think I can wait any longer. Three months is too long. I’m ready to take pheres with you right here, right now. Since thats not possible, this is the only compromise I can think of right now.”
“Okay.” She whispered.
“Okay?”
“Yes, okay... But hey, Commando?”
"Yes, sweetheart?"
"You're telling our parents."
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hindi-shayari · 1 year
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patakhaaguddii · 2 months
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It's always pichle saal aaj ke din but for me it's pichle saal aaj ki raat.
So last year it was my exam tomorrow and I sat to study for it around 8 pm and around 9 pm something I got a call which was totally unexpected. It was him and everything changed.
He was kinda drunk that night and he called me and expressed all his love for me.
Like as I saw his call I was on cloud 9 like fr and as I picked it up he said I love you. And he said this that night for the first time and we talked til 3.30 am and in those 5 to 6 hours he said it for hundred times and just expressing his love and adoring me and was like being thankful to me for coming in his life.
That night he was on a trip with his frnds and his frnds were annoyed of him as he was badly drunk so his frnds were calling me and was just like ki yr tu isko kese bhi krke sulade yeh bs teri baat maanega yr sula de isko and I was like I can't even express what I was feeling that time.
And ukw when his frnds were telling him to put the phone down he was like ki dhik ni rha apni darling se baat kr rha hu jao yha se abhi tumhari bhabhisa se baat hori h meri and told his one of his frnd that namaste kr apni bhabhisa ko like fr fr I couldn't stop blushing and still while remembering those moments I can't resist smiling
And he told me shayaris sang songs for me and was kept on saying I love you and I was like you are just high and you don't mean any of these so then he said ki darling insaan nashe me humesha sach bolta h or jitna pyaar aapse h kisi se nhi maano ya mt maano like 😭😭
Last year I had him but today I had his memories like how fast the night changes
I just want those days back like please bhagwan ji vapis dedo 😭🧿🫀
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cynicesthetic9 · 1 year
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Aight, it's time for kymb-10 love messenger 💌again, cause we all need it in these weird times and the stuff that are circulating around.
Baby guuurrrrrl.
Where do I start!
I find it so cute that you always spoil me with pics of Kylian, like... 💘
And I love it when you use them pick up lines like a pro, they always make me giggle, some of them make me blush 🩷
You're such a kind and sweet girl. You deserve only the best 💕🙏🏻
Love you lots,
Hey my love❤️🥺. I must tell you, you have the best timing in my life. Whenever i am feeling low, you are there with your sweet love messages. Is this indicative of something deep?🤭😩?I feel so blessed to have someone like you❤️. I am happy that my pickup lines bring smiles on your face, that's what I need. Quoting this shayari for you😌..
~Dekha jo ankhon main tumhari, hum duniya bhool baithe....
Ek masoom sa Dil tha, wo bhi tere naam kar baithe
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luke-o-lophus · 2 years
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reading steven shayaris? or Rabindranath tagore?
Is this too classical??? lol
(Moon Boys x desi! Reader fluff coming right up!)
Peaceful nights didn't come by easily in this household. Either Steven had to work late, or Marc would be researching leads for his consulting job, Jake could be out driving his cab, and you could be holed up in your study meeting deadlines. Balancing four lives in one small household was no easy fit, but you two made it work. Because you know to cherish moments like this.
Steven's head is in your lap, your back propped comfortably against the headboard. One hand holding your book and the other playing with his hair, you are lost in your peaceful little bubble. Light music wafts from a speaker on the nightstand, from one of your favourite playlists. The song playing now is a ghazal, sung in a beautiful baritone.
Chaandni Raat, badi der baad ayi hai... Lab pe ik baat badi der baad ayi hai...
As the song meanders along, you feel Steven curl up, digging his head further into your lap. The motion makes you glance down, and his eyes are looking up at you. His hand rises slowly to cup your cheek, and you have to put your book down. How can you focus on anything else when he is looking at you like that.
Naa khule aankh, agar khwab hai, to khwab hi sahi... Ye mulaqaat badi de baad aayi hai...
You smile softly, fingers trailing to his face, pad of your thumb tracing patterns on his cheeks. You hum softly with the music, his eyes widening in surprise. The trance remains until the music tunes out, then he speaks,"You know what that song means?" he asks curiously. You hum your affirmation, gently tugging at his shoulder to motion him to come up and hold you. He does so without a word as you slip into describing the lyrics. You make a serious effort of translating the lines, repeating that the magic is lost in translation. He listens attentively, arm draped around your shoulders and soft kisses pressed to the top of your head.
Maang rahi thi jo wasl ki shaam... Wo mere haath badi der ke baad ayi hai...
"The lyrics remind me of Marc", he says in the end with a chuckle. Your eyes widen in delight,"I thought so too! You think he'll like it?"
"He will, even if he doesn't admit it just yet", he hums, nose rubbing against your cheek.
A/N: Every time I hear this song (read, everyday) it reminds me of Marc. So when I got your prompt, I had to write this!
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