White सुकून से देखो हम दिल मे बसते हैं आपके बस एक बार अपना दिल तलाश कर देखो आपका हमदर्द ©Kiran Pawara

Kiran Pawara

White मां कोई से भी धर्म की हो मां तो मां होती है । ©khurshid ansari

khurshid ansari

White Na Jane Ye Mousam Ka Asar Hai Ya Fir Mere Dil Ki Koi Sajish, Tum Bohot Yead Ati Ho... Jese Hi Akhe Bhand Karta Hu Mai Le Kar Khuda Ka Name Sone Ko, Wese Hi Najar Mujhe Tum Ati Ho... ©Ali

Ali

White कहां से लाऊं वो लफ्ज़, जो तुझे सुनाई दे । दुनिया देखे चांद को, मुझे तू दिखाई दे । , ©VIKAS" VKB #DEARJINDAGI

VIKAS" VKB #DEARJINDAGI

In the summer's swelter, where heat waves dance, The world is wrapped in a sunlit trance. Yet in the hum of the cooling breeze, An air conditioner whispers ease. Outside, the pavement shimmers with gold, A story of warmth in the summer told. But within these walls, a soft reprieve, The cool embrace that weaves and weaves. Through the vents, a gentle sigh escapes, Turning heat into comfort, as daylight drapes. Summer's fervor meets its match so calm, In the soothing air’s refreshing balm. As days grow long and the sun ascends, The AC’s hum a faithful friend. While summer roars in its fiery might, Inside, we savor a cool respite. ©twisha ray

twisha ray

White सुकून से देखो हम दिल मे बसते हैं आपके बस एक बार अपना दिल तलाश कर देखो आपका हमदर्द ©Kiran Pawara

Kiran Pawara

White मां कोई से भी धर्म की हो मां तो मां होती है । ©khurshid ansari

khurshid ansari

White Na Jane Ye Mousam Ka Asar Hai Ya Fir Mere Dil Ki Koi Sajish, Tum Bohot Yead Ati Ho... Jese Hi Akhe Bhand Karta Hu Mai Le Kar Khuda Ka Name Sone Ko, Wese Hi Najar Mujhe Tum Ati Ho... ©Ali

Ali

White कहां से लाऊं वो लफ्ज़, जो तुझे सुनाई दे । दुनिया देखे चांद को, मुझे तू दिखाई दे । , ©VIKAS" VKB #DEARJINDAGI

VIKAS" VKB #DEARJINDAGI

In the summer's swelter, where heat waves dance, The world is wrapped in a sunlit trance. Yet in the hum of the cooling breeze, An air conditioner whispers ease. Outside, the pavement shimmers with gold, A story of warmth in the summer told. But within these walls, a soft reprieve, The cool embrace that weaves and weaves. Through the vents, a gentle sigh escapes, Turning heat into comfort, as daylight drapes. Summer's fervor meets its match so calm, In the soothing air’s refreshing balm. As days grow long and the sun ascends, The AC’s hum a faithful friend. While summer roars in its fiery might, Inside, we savor a cool respite. ©twisha ray

twisha ray