Shubhi Agarwal
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Life is a butterfly that is beautiful and full of different colors,
And always teaches to share happiness.
Your Thoughts
Self Love
happiness
freedom
Life like a B...
A library is not a building, It is a door to places unexplored, A library is not a building, It is a door to places unexplored,
So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite long, with the situatio... So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite lon...
But fate had something different written. But fate had something different written.
Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most sophisticated philos... Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most ...
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want to be younger... While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want t...
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
He doesn't want to dive deep anymore... He doesn't want to dive deep anymore...
Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri. Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri.
When you have lost all your goodness, You will regret and long for it once. When you have lost all your goodness, You will regret and long for it once.
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
Get woven in the beautiful intricacies of this planet. Get woven in the beautiful intricacies of this planet.
The sparkling moon’s shining mellow light, The dizzy bright sun nowhere in sight. The sparkling moon’s shining mellow light, The dizzy bright sun nowhere in si...
I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode, I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode,
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what is not and then wish... And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what ...
Always live with your colour... Always live with your colour...
The butterfly kisses the flowers.. The butterfly kisses the flowers..
Not to anyone but to yourself. Not to anyone but to yourself.
Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up... Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up...
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