Subramanian Raman
Classics
Oh. My great Bharat Mata.. you are my protector.. great solace..my soil.. will reborn again and again to get blessings from you. God!!
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My Nation My ...
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Teachers are said to be out second mothers and mothers are also are teachers. Teachers are said to be out second mothers and mothers are also are teachers.
He is an infinite being... He is an infinite being...
To touch a broken lute, To strike a jangled string, To touch a broken lute, To strike a jangled string,
I still remain alive, Breathing in millions !!.. I still remain alive, Breathing in millions !!..
Diving into the forbidden... Diving into the forbidden...
Sitting since morning by the side of a window, Looking at the rain drops that soak the nature’s g... Sitting since morning by the side of a window, Looking at the rain drops that...
I open and close wounds that nobody touches... I open and close wounds that nobody touches...
But no matter decades how many, You will be the little sister to me. But no matter decades how many, You will be the little sister to me.
My children in the playground is the best time of my day, My children in the playground is the best time of my day,
A zest of colors merge... A zest of colors merge...
Demise definitely puts a perspective in one’s eyes. Demise definitely puts a perspective in one’s eyes.
At the foot of the secular tree he meditates, Draped with silence under the gloomy tree, At the foot of the secular tree he meditates, Draped with silence under the ...
So make more memories before time has perished!! So make more memories before time has perished!!
All’s Well that Ends Well! All’s Well that Ends Well!
We have to help others... We have to help others...
Among the ruins of old forts and palaces , Among the ruins of old forts and palaces ,
A simple string actually comprises of a lot of promises, A simple string actually comprises of a lot of promises,
Gratitude is what I feel, to be one of those few, Gratitude is what I feel, to be one of those few,
We are little sparked.... We are little sparked....
There is no concept of individualized space and boundaries in a woman's life There is no concept of individualized space and boundaries in a woman's life
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