After thinking about it I looked towards the clock it was 5:30 in the morning.
I went towards my closet.
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I moved my eyes through it and then found a perfect dress for myself.
After an hour I changed myself into a pink suit and kurti with a pink dupatt
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After getting ready I ran downstairs towards the house Pooja pandel.
We have the ancient statue of the great Mahadev and Parvati ma.
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I went towards the temple and sat there and started singing my favourite Bhajan of Mahadev
'Ishwar satya hai
Satya hi Shiv hai
Shiv hi sundar hai
Jaago uth kar dekho
Jivan jyot ujaagar hai
Satyam Shivam sundaram,
Satyam Shivam sundaram
Satyam Shivam sundaram,
sundaram, aah, aah aah Satyam Shivam sundaram,
satyam Shivam sundaram (Ishwar satya hai)
Sundaram (Satya hi Shiv hai)
Sundaram (Shiv hi sundar hai)
Aah aah aah aah (Satyam Shivam sundaram)
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THE FORCED MARRIAGE
Storie d'amoreThis is a story about Roshni who is very lively and also very innocent type girl. She lived in a joint family in West Bengal. She was a accomplished doctor and a best dance teacher.She was also studying her BSC I college.Due to her job transfer in P...
