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           'Ye waada raha' is one of those poetries that would not just fill you with inspiration but would also let you know the value of empowering yourself. It's not always that the situation is in our favour, and not always that we have someone or the other to help us or take our responsibility. We may not always be from an influential background and doesn't matter at all. It's not our fault if we are born poor, but it is surely our fault if we die the same way. We don't even realise how much power we have inside ourselves until there is a time we start using it. And if we don't, this power would ofcourse be lost somewhere inside.       It's important and is high time that we start taking steps to be the best in our fields and be consistent on our path to success. And for this purpose, we need strong motivation and also a sense of responsibility within ourselves. We all know that the number of accidents of bli...

Every day, every minute, every second passes without bothering if you have lived it to the fullest or not. We keep preparing for that one time when we would live but no one ever knows if they would be alive till then or not. This hindi poetry over here tries to bring out this same message and makes the readers reflect whether this way of life is good or not? It encourages them to wait for a moment and observe the nature and it's beauty. The poet over here asks to wait and watch how everyone looks like when they move in a crowd like a herd of sheeps. So do enjoy this lovely peace:- You can also watch this poem in the form of a video for an even better experience from the link below:- Click here to watch the poem video Roz dhalta ja raha hai din, Waqt ka pata hi nahi chalta.. Kis waqt ke aane k pal rahe ho gin Ki jeene ka pata hi nahi chalta.. Usi bhaag daud mein hote hain savere. Thakaan mein vhi shaamein hoti hain.. Arso se thahaake lagaaye nahi... Neendein nahi ab bas ...

         For a mother, her child is the first priority in life. From the very beginning of his existence in her womb till the time he is independent, she nurtures and protects the child. And is a support even after that. Honestly speaking, it's just impossible to even reciprocate the amount of love and care a mother gives to her child but it is surely possible to give her at least what we can. But another bitter truth is the fact that this hardly even happens.      This poem over here tries to reflect on this fact. We don't have any idea how much injustice we do to the most important lady of our life. So let's begin: To have an amazing experience you can also watch this poetry video in the link below:- To watch this poetry video click here Kudrat ka karishma ho ye kyu hain bhul jaate..? Maa, tujhe log kyu samajh nahi paate? Kho kar apni neendein kisi aur ne na sulaya hoga... Mamta bhari awaaz se kisi ne na bulaya hoga.. Chot lage jab k...

           It becomes a big responsibility for us when it comes to nurturing young brains. We know everything that we do is taken as an inspiration and even a single wrong step may leave a negative impact or sometimes a scar. These things are not so simple as they seem to be. A person's childhood shapes his/her personality.       Not just their parents or guardians but children keep a note of everything and everyone around them. And surprisingly it's a greater problem when we also come to know that one negative action influences a child more easily than the multiple positive actions.       A big difference between the behavior of children these days and that of those in the 90s and pre 90s is very much noticeable through their stubbornness. It's very easy to put all the blame on their minds and simply not take any responsibility for such a situation. You see children around just not ready to understand. Ha...