Neeta Pradhan
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It's a rainy ...
The Rainy Day
If Only The F...
The Little Bo...
The Mirror An...
The Speaking
The Sunrise
A Hill View T...
Love Is Light...
Teachers Are ...
Emerging from the comfortable darkness, To a fraying, fluttering light outside, Emerging from the comfortable darkness, To a fraying, fluttering light outsid...
Such a beautiful gift given by nature.. Such a beautiful gift given by nature..
The earth begs us to save it... The earth begs us to save it...
The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of course some health advi... The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of cou...
But fate had something different written. But fate had something different written.
Very nice... Very nice...
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
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...
He doesn't want to dive deep anymore... He doesn't want to dive deep anymore...
“The bell above started to chime” “The bell above started to chime”
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,
Hold on to your faith... Hold on to your faith...
Always live with your colour... Always live with your colour...
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?"
The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace. The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace.
The butterfly kisses the flowers.. The butterfly kisses the flowers..
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
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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