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BEAUTY OF GULMARG
BEAUTY OF GULMARG
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kashmir
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KASHMIR
KASHMIR
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DAL LAKE IN KASHMIR
Dal is a lake in Srinagar (Dal Lake is a misnomer as Dal in Kashmiri means lake), the summer capital of Jammu and Kashmir. The urban lake, which is the second largest in the state, is integral to tourism
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DAL LAKE, KASHMIR
DAL LAKE, KASHMIR
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HOUSEBOAT IN DAL LAKE KASHMIR
HOUSEBOAT IN DAL LAKE KASHMIR
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KASHMIR
KASHMIR
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A Psalm Of Life - Poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou
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What Women Are Made Of BY BIANCA LYNNE SPRIGGS
We are all ventricle, spine, lung, larynx, and gut. Clavicle and nape, what lies forked in an open palm; we are follicle and temple. We are ankle, arch, sole. Pore and rib, pelvis and root and tongue.
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kashmiriwazwan
kashmiriwazwan
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Beauty
Beauty
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LOVER by Rumi
O lovers, lovers it is time to set out from the world. I hear a drum in my soul's ear coming from the depths of the stars. Our camel driver is at work; the caravan is being readied. He asks that we forgive
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Like This by Rumi
If anyone asks you how the perfect satisfaction of all our sexual wanting will look, lift your face and say, Like this. When someone mentions the gracefulness of the nightsky, climb up on the roof and
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Tonight by Agha Shahid Ali
Where are you now? Who lies beneath your spell tonight? Whom else from rapture’s road will you expel tonight? Those “Fabrics of Cashmere—” “to make Me beautiful—” “Trinket”—to gem—“Me to adorn—How
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