sushil kumar gochhayat
Action Inspirational
Onion smiled,
Poverty got hope,
And
Trouble veered off.
Dream whispered
And I returned
To my world,
Where watered rice
Awaited to give me
Strength for life.
Hope
How Can I
I Stand Alone...
The Hirakhand...
I am a fault
I
Nice... Nice...
Yes, my friends, this is a very important and useful part of life... Yes, my friends, this is a very important and useful part of life...
The slow and languorous pace of rural life, Unlike the city's hustle and bustle, stress and stri... The slow and languorous pace of rural life, Unlike the city's hustle and bus...
Often I hear wife complain, My words are never being heard... Often I hear wife complain, My words are never being heard...
Mankind ,rise and awake for lease.. Mankind ,rise and awake for lease..
The huge, like the Goliath’ s height An armed and a warrior who wanted to destruct The huge, like the Goliath’ s height An armed and a warrior who wanted to des...
The wind blowing from the east, The pressure was low in the sea... The wind blowing from the east, The pressure was low in the sea...
It's whirlwind of dark cloud and rain, It's whirlwind of dark cloud and rain,
We took wonderful steps Before, to depollute the earth. We took wonderful steps Before, to depollute the earth.
Be diligent in choosing your true friend... Be diligent in choosing your true friend...
Give me back those countless Sunday morning kisses and the Give me back those countless Sunday morning kisses and the
The eighteenth day launched into, Positioned with arms forefront. The eighteenth day launched into, Positioned with arms forefront.
I'm surrounded by people, but I'm standing all alone. I'm surrounded by people, but I'm standing all alone.
Keep calm; life isn’t an exam Let it not slam; just enjoy its charm Keep calm; life isn’t an exam Let it not slam; just enjoy its charm
I don't know what to tell you, Or rather how to keep you, I don't know what to tell you, Or rather how to keep you,
With lovely smile on the red painted lips... With lovely smile on the red painted lips...
Does that give me hope... Does that give me hope...
You were the canvas I was painting on, You were the music I was dancing to... You were the canvas I was painting on, You were the music I was dancing to...
Following through the evil eyes, His misogynistic mind mulls over, Following through the evil eyes, His misogynistic mind mulls over,