Here is another story of two kids one is Kuku and the other is JoJo, just like all the other stories it’s complicated 😂 they fight they love they play they eat together and of course they cannot live without each other
Be aware of the innocent look of Mr. Jojo he knows all the tricks 🤪 to handle the cutest chick in the town 😂 below is the proof
The young Mother Kuku entered into a new phase, one of the most loving mother, she keeps on checking her kids again and again and guess what even Mr. Jojo can’t roam around the kids 😂😂 poor dad Jojo!!
This small little family belongs to A very sweet cute girl Priya!, Priya Kuku Jojo are inseparable, you can call them Pikajo, the love, the bond and understanding they have is beyond explanation. It’s blessing to have a such a beautiful family and I’m glad I found you guys: Priya 🥰💞
The life is beautiful, you just need to change your perception
Yes I agree it wasn’t love ❤ just a mere infatuation that lured our eyes 👀, I lost my consciousness, twinkling heart 💖felt a crippling mesh, your hands in my hand was just lucrative brand, neither I could understand nor you gave me hint, this was truly mischievous mint 🌿 to swallow, my evergreen heart 💕 became a fallow, dripping tears💧 couldn’t ripe a single seed 🌰everything more like a poisonous weed, smoke 🚬 and dust aren’t killing as I mutilated by your brutal lust, couldn’t do much to handle the broken wings from now on flying high is a utopian dreams 😴💭, the bizzare nightmare which often wake me up I’m tired of this horrible freak up, simple life is more complex all thanks to your perpetual mistress, skies ☁are darker and the sun ☀️is low sparkling ✨ moon 🌙 lost its glow, wondering change can happen but scared of the change can’t keep moving, feels like crawling crane, couldn’t not hold up couldn’t fly 🦋 high the lil wounded bird fell from the sky ☁, the wings are sore and and the cut is deep the lil bird willing an infinity sleep 😴, a long deep pause necessary for the noble cause what has happened now make sense all those happened are just a past tense breaking is good to become unbroken, lil bird is all inside shaken, bird shook his head and smiled on the blunder gathering his breath now flying like thunder ⚡ here and there free from fear as if he found a magic 🔮gear.
The Himalayas formed due to collision between two gigantic continental crust India and Eurasia, source of numerous river like Ganga, Indus, Brahmaputra that are life line for the civilization in the Indian sub-continent.
Himalayan region witnessed several great earthquakes in the past and many more yet to come, and its an unsolved mystery for the scientists to predict when and where an earthquake can occure. Though Geophysicist and Geologist doing their level best to understand the mechanism and percussion of the earthquake, to make a better contigent plan, and mitigate adverse impact of the earthquakes on the society.
As a PhD student I’m also working in the Himalayan region with an objective to unfold the Himalayan subsurface structure. And I’m glad Maya Wei-Haas a reporter from National Geography, she included my story in her article with other eminent scientists in the concerned field.
In case you are willing to read the article please reach out to the link below👇👇👇
One day while passing by a road I saw a poor man leaning against a wall, his poor old eyes kept on looking here and there, probably searching for someone who could help him or just give him some food. I went near him gave him one doughnut 🍩 which I bought from the nearby […]
It’s raining 🌧 outside the happy tears drizzling down from the mystical divine, seems like a blessing in this dark night 🌃 catch up your breath just wait for the light, the darkness will fade up by the time and the destiny will take you to the prime.
A small drop woke up in the morning, that drop💧found itself in a huge sea 🌊 it started feeling low for its insignificant size as compared to the enormous sea, but sunshine🌞made the drop smile again little warmth of the sun lifted the drop into the air, wind 🌬 blew the drop with it, the smiling drop is happy and high now when the drop observed the sea from the sky ☁ how insignificant that sea is now the drop is happy and more cheerful. The small tiny drop is a cloud now, time came when the cloud had to precipitate and our small tiny happy cloud falls from the sky high to the small land of rice field. The tiny drop met with a rice sapling, the drop realised the poor sapling is weak and feeble, the drop quickly rushes to the sapling, with the touch of the drop that sapling came alive again. Now that small tiny drop is happiest as it came to know,
that you don’t need to be great or enormous to bring a life and positivity in someone’s life.
While walking on this extraordinary journey of life we meet numerous people, with time some become so much part of our life that they are Inseparable and meeting someone special is always been a moment of joy and blessing. I have no idea how you guys met but I’m glad you people met Arpita❤Shantanu, 2020 is been the year of pain and misery but by the end we are witnessing some moment of happiness, mild breez 🌬 of smile. 11th December 2020 an auspicious day for us I wish 🙏 a very happy married 💍life to both of you, God bless you ❤💕💖 my heartiest congratulations 💐💐to you Shantanu and Arpita.
The journey begins together👫 with love ❤ joy and happiness the smile on your face stays always 🙂
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