Hetvi Gadhia
Abstract Inspirational Children
The country is like a group that all coordinate
Our country India is a group of all type of peoples
We should love our country
And make our own things
Please support our India
the girl i lo...
“Tooti Si Dos...
The Country
My Dream Of I...
My Mother
You know bub It all comes back Sure does You know bub It all comes back Sure does
In me Death resides. Life still dwells In me Death resides. Life still dwells
nice.. nice..
How many different people Are there inside you? How many different people Are there inside you?
O, Humans!! The Greatest creation of God. O, Humans!! The Greatest creation of God.
But fate had something different written. But fate had something different written.
Whom did you kill today? Anger, Anger Whom did you kill today? Anger, Anger
My grandfather once said; Those were the days, not to forget!! My grandfather once said; Those were the days, not to forget!!
Then why don't we ever talk about men empowerment? Then why don't we ever talk about men empowerment?
I bleed.... Red! I bleed.... Red!
Yes, I am proud and lucky to be a girl. Yes, I am proud and lucky to be a girl.
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...
Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island with a golden color. Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island wit...
Tears have turned into rage, No need of emotional bandage... Tears have turned into rage, No need of emotional bandage...
Time is the best indicator of who your friends really are. Time is the best indicator of who your friends really are.
eventually became a rebel... eventually became a rebel...
Fighting with our own selves, quarentinement is the only solution, to fight back. Fighting with our own selves, quarentinement is the only solution, to fight back...
She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?" She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?"
In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain. In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain.
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
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