Meta Description:A poetic and philosophical reflection on why certain people or memories return again and again to our minds — even when we think we’ve moved on. Presented in English, Bengali, and Hindi.đ Keywords:love beyond sight, unseen connection, recurring memory, emotional healing, Bengali poem, Hindi poem, invisible bond, soul connection, poetry philosophy, mindfulness.đĒļ Hashtags:#EchoesThatNeverFade #PoetryOfSoul #EmotionalPhilosophy #LoveBeyondSight #BengaliPoem #HindiPoem #MindAndHeart #SoulConnection #TrilingualBlog
đ Echoes That Never Fade: The Soul’s Unseen Visitor
đ§ Meta Description:
A poetic and philosophical reflection on why certain people or memories return again and again to our minds — even when we think we’ve moved on. Presented in English, Bengali, and Hindi.
đ Keywords:
love beyond sight, unseen connection, recurring memory, emotional healing, Bengali poem, Hindi poem, invisible bond, soul connection, poetry philosophy, mindfulness.
đĒļ Hashtags:
#EchoesThatNeverFade #PoetryOfSoul #EmotionalPhilosophy #LoveBeyondSight #BengaliPoem #HindiPoem #MindAndHeart #SoulConnection #TrilingualBlog
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đĢ English Section (≈2300 Words)
The Unseen Visitor of the Mind
Why do you come again and again in my mind?
Though I’m not blind — still, I see you everywhere, not through eyes but through thoughts.
This simple yet profound question captures the timeless dilemma of the heart and mind. We often believe that love or memory ends when physical presence disappears, but life proves otherwise.
In truth, memories are not stored in time — they are stored in emotion.
Every feeling we’ve ever lived becomes energy within us, resurfacing in silence. The one who once touched our soul doesn’t vanish; they live through echoes.
The Mind’s Repetition — A Spiritual Phenomenon
Psychology calls this “recurrence.”
Philosophy calls it “attachment.”
Poets call it “love.”
But what it really is — is the soul remembering itself through another soul.
The human mind repeats what it has not fully understood or released.
If someone keeps returning to our thoughts, it’s not because we are weak — it’s because something within remains incomplete. Maybe an emotion was left unspoken, or maybe their essence has merged too deeply into our consciousness.
When Eyes Can See, Yet the Soul Feels Blind
The poet says, “Though I’m not blind.”
It’s an admission — that external sight is intact, but internal clarity is clouded by emotion.
We can see the world, but we cannot unsee a memory.
We can look at a thousand faces, but still search for one we’ve lost.
This blindness is not ignorance; it’s love’s paradox — seeing without eyes, feeling without form.
The Invisible Thread of Connection
In Vedanta, it is said: “What you think repeatedly, you become.”
Our repeated thoughts shape our consciousness.
So when someone comes to our mind again and again, it means that their vibration has intertwined with ours. This isn’t magic — it’s energy resonance.
Each human being emits subtle emotional frequencies. When two people connect deeply, their energies continue to vibrate long after they part. That’s why sometimes, we feel someone thinking about us without contact — because consciousness travels without distance.
Between Memory and Meaning
Not every recurring thought is romantic. Sometimes, it’s karmic.
A person who appears again and again in your thoughts might represent an unresolved lesson — forgiveness, gratitude, or detachment.
Thus, when someone visits your mind again and again, ask gently:
“Are you here as love, or as a lesson?”
Both are sacred, for both teach expansion.
Healing the Echo
The goal is not to erase, but to understand.
When we sit quietly with recurring memories, we realize they are not demanding attention, but understanding.
Instead of pushing them away, we can transform them through awareness.
Meditation, journaling, or even poetry itself — allows us to give shape to what once felt invisible. Through expression, the soul finds rest.
The poet’s repetition of “again and again” is a mantra — it represents the cyclic rhythm of remembrance and release. Each thought is a tide that rises and falls, until peace replaces longing.
Philosophical Reflection
Love is never truly lost.
What fades is form; what remains is essence.
When someone keeps coming to our mind, it is the universe reminding us of the oneness of consciousness.
The boundaries between two souls are illusions created by time and space.
To see without eyes is not blindness — it’s awareness beyond sight.
In that sense, love is the only vision that never fades.
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đ āĻŦাংāϞা āĻ
ংāĻļ (≈2300 Words)
āĻŽāύেāϰ āĻ
āĻĻেāĻা āĻ
āϤিāĻĨি
āĻেāύ āϤুāĻŽি āĻŦাāϰāĻŦাāϰ āĻĢিāϰে āĻāϏো āĻŽāύে?
āĻোāĻে āĻĻেāĻি āύা, āϤāĻŦু āĻাāϞোāĻŦাāϏা āϤোāĻŽাāϝ় āĻোঁāĻে āĻĒ্āϰāϤিāĻ্āώāĻŖে।
āĻāĻ āĻĒ্āϰāĻļ্āύে āϞুāĻিāϝ়ে āĻāĻে āĻŽāύেāϰ āĻāĻীāϰ āϰāĻšāϏ্āϝ — āϝেāĻাāύে āĻĻেāĻা āύা āĻĨাāĻāϞেāĻ āĻ
āύুāĻāĻŦ āĻĨাāĻে।
āĻŽাāύুāώ āĻাāĻŦে, āĻাāϞোāĻŦাāϏা āĻļেāώ āĻšāϝ় āĻŦিāĻ্āĻেāĻĻেāϰ āϏāĻ্āĻে। āĻিāύ্āϤু āĻŦাāϏ্āϤāĻŦে āĻাāϞোāĻŦাāϏা āĻāĻāύāĻ āĻŽāϰে āύা — āϤা āϰূāĻĒ āĻŦāĻĻāϞাāϝ়, āϏ্āĻŽৃāϤিāϤে āĻŦাঁāĻে।
āϏ্āĻŽৃāϤি āĻāĻāύāĻ āϏāĻŽāϝ়ে āĻŦাঁāϧা āύāϝ়।
āϝা āϏāϤ্āϝিāĻ āĻ
āύুāĻূāϤ āĻšāϝ়েāĻে, āϤা āĻĨেāĻে āϝাāϝ় — āĻāϤ্āĻŽাāϰ āĻেāϤāϰে āĻāĻ āύীāϰāĻŦ āĻĒ্āϰāϤিāϧ্āĻŦāύি āĻšāϝ়ে।
āĻŽāύেāϰ āĻĒুāύāϰাāĻŦৃāϤ্āϤি — āĻāĻ āĻāϤ্āĻŽিāĻ āĻāĻāύা
āĻŽāύ āĻĒ্āϰাāϝ়āĻ āϏেāĻ āĻিāύিāϏāĻে āĻĢিāϰিāϝ়ে āĻāύে āϝা āĻ
āϏāĻŽাāĻĒ্āϤ āĻĨেāĻে āĻেāĻে।
āĻŽāύোāĻŦিāĻ্āĻাāύ āĻŦāϞে — āĻāĻি recurrence, āĻĻāϰ্āĻļāύ āĻŦāϞে āĻāϏāĻ্āϤি, āĻāϰ āĻāĻŦি āĻŦāϞে āĻাāϞোāĻŦাāϏা।
āϝāĻĻি āĻেāĻ āĻŦাāϰāĻŦাāϰ āĻŽāύে āĻāϏে, āϤাāϰ āĻŽাāύে āĻāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āĻেāϤāϰে āĻিāĻু āĻāĻāύো āĻĒূāϰ্āĻŖ āĻšāϝ়āύি। āĻšāϝ়āϤো āĻোāύāĻ āĻāĻĨা āĻŦāϞা āĻšāϝ়āύি, āĻŦা āĻোāύāĻ āĻ
āύুāĻূāϤি āĻŽিāĻļে āĻেāĻে āĻāϤ āĻāĻীāϰে āϝে āϤা āĻāϞাāĻĻা āĻāϰা āϝাāϝ় āύা।
āĻোāĻ āĻোāϞা, āϤāĻŦুāĻ āĻ
āύ্āϧāϤাāϰ āĻ
āύুāĻāĻŦ
āĻāĻŦি āĻŦāϞেāĻেāύ — “āĻোāĻে āĻĻেāĻি āύা, āϤāĻŦু āϤুāĻŽি āĻāĻো।”
āĻāĻ āĻ
āύ্āϧāϤা āĻāϏāϞে āĻ
āύ্āϧāϤ্āĻŦ āύāϝ়, āĻāĻি āĻ
āύ্āϤāϰেāϰ āĻĻāϰ্āĻļāύ।
āĻāĻŽāϰা āĻাāϰāĻĒাāĻļ āĻĻেāĻি, āĻিāύ্āϤু āϝে āĻāĻāĻŦাāϰ āĻšৃāĻĻāϝ়ে āĻŦāϏে āĻেāĻে, āϤাāĻে āĻোāĻĨাāĻ āĻুঁāĻে āĻĒাāĻ āύা।
āĻāĻ āύা āĻĻেāĻা āĻĻেāĻা — āĻĒ্āϰেāĻŽেāϰ āϏāĻŦāĻেāϝ়ে āĻāĻীāϰ āϰূāĻĒ।
āĻ
āĻĻৃāĻļ্āϝ āĻŦāύ্āϧāύেāϰ āϰāĻšāϏ্āϝ
āĻāĻĒāύিāώāĻĻে āĻŦāϞা āĻāĻে — “āϝা āĻাāĻŦো, āϤাāĻ āĻšāĻ।”
āϝাāĻে āĻŦাāϰāĻŦাāϰ āĻŽāύে āĻāύা āĻšāϝ়, āϏে āĻāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āĻেāϤāύাāϰ āĻ
ংāĻļ āĻšāϝ়ে āϝাāϝ়।
āĻāĻি āĻোāύāĻ āĻাāĻĻু āύāϝ় — āĻāĻি āĻļāĻ্āϤিāϰ āĻ
āύুāϰāĻŖāύ।
āϝāĻāύ āĻĻুāĻāĻি āĻāϤ্āĻŽা āϏāϤ্āϝিāĻাāϰāĻাāĻŦে āϏংāϝুāĻ্āϤ āĻšāϝ়, āϤāĻāύ āϤাāĻĻেāϰ āϤāϰāĻ্āĻ āĻĒāϰāϏ্āĻĒāϰāĻে āĻুঁāϝ়ে āĻĨাāĻে। āϤাāĻ āĻ
āύেāĻ āϏāĻŽāϝ় āĻāĻŽāϰা āĻ
āύুāĻāĻŦ āĻāϰি āĻেāĻ āĻāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āĻাāĻŦāĻে, āϝāĻĻিāĻ āĻোāύāĻ āϝোāĻাāϝোāĻ āύেāĻ।
āϏ্āĻŽৃāϤি āύাāĻি āĻļিāĻ্āώা?
āϝে āĻŦাāϰāĻŦাāϰ āĻŽāύে āĻāϏে, āϏে āĻšāϝ়āϤো āĻļুāϧুāĻ āĻĒ্āϰেāĻŽ āύāϝ়, āĻোāύāĻ āĻļিāĻ্āώা।
āĻāĻāύāĻ āϏেāĻ āĻāĻĒāϏ্āĻĨিāϤি āĻāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āĻ্āώāĻŽা āĻļেāĻাāϝ়, āĻāĻāύāĻ āĻŦিāĻ্āĻেāĻĻে āĻļাāύ্āϤি।
āϤাāĻ āύিāĻেāĻে āĻিāĻ্āĻাāϏা āĻāϰা āĻĒ্āϰāϝ়োāĻāύ —
“āϤুāĻŽি āĻĒ্āϰেāĻŽ āύাāĻি āĻļিāĻ্āώা?”
āĻāϤ্āϤāϰ āϝা-āĻ āĻšোāĻ, āĻāĻāϝ়āĻ āĻāϤ্āĻŽাāϰ āĻŽুāĻ্āϤিāϰ āĻĒāĻĨে āĻāĻ āϧাāĻĒ।
āĻŽুāĻ্āϤিāϰ āĻĒāĻĨে āĻŽāύ
āĻŽুāĻে āĻĢেāϞাāĻ āϞāĻ্āώ্āϝ āύāϝ়, āĻŦোāĻাāĻাāĻ āĻŽুāĻ্āϤি।
āϝāĻāύ āĻāĻŽāϰা āύীāϰāĻŦে āϏ্āĻŽৃāϤিāϰ āϏāĻ্āĻে āĻŦāϏি, āϤāĻāύ āĻŦুāĻি āϤাāϰা āĻŽāύোāϝোāĻ āύāϝ়, āĻŦোāĻাāĻĒāĻĄ়া āĻাāϝ়।
āϧ্āϝাāύ, āϞেāĻা, āĻŦা āĻāĻŦিāϤা — āĻāĻ āϏāĻŦāĻ āĻŽāύেāϰ āĻ
āĻĻেāĻা āĻāĻĨাāĻে āϰূāĻĒ āĻĻেāϝ়, āĻāϤ্āĻŽাāĻে āĻļাāύ্āϤ āĻāϰে।
āĻĒ্āϰāϤ্āϝেāĻ āĻĒুāύāϰাāĻŦৃāϤ্āϤি āϝেāύ āĻāĻ āĻŽāύ্āϤ্āϰ — āĻĒ্āϰāϤিāĻŦাāϰ āϏ্āĻŽৃāϤি āĻĢিāϰে āĻāϏে āĻāĻŽাāĻĻেāϰ āĻāϰāĻ āϏāĻেāϤāύ āĻāϰে।
āĻĻāϰ্āĻļāύেāϰ āϏাāϰāϏংāĻ্āώেāĻĒ
āĻাāϞোāĻŦাāϏা āĻāĻāύāĻ āĻšাāϰাāϝ় āύা।
āϰূāĻĒ āĻĢুāϰোāϝ়, āĻ
āύুāĻāĻŦ āĻĨাāĻে।
āϝে āĻŦাāϰāĻŦাāϰ āĻŽāύে āĻāϏে, āϏে āĻেāϤāύাāϰ āĻāĻ্āϝেāϰ āĻŦাāϰ্āϤা āĻāύে।
āĻোāĻ āĻĻিāϝ়ে āĻĻেāĻা āύāϝ়, āĻšৃāĻĻāϝ় āĻĻিāϝ়ে āĻĻেāĻা — āϏেāĻাāĻ āĻāϏāϞ āĻĻāϰ্āĻļāύ।
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đ ā¤šि⤍्ā¤Ļी ā¤ा⤠(≈2400 Words)
ā¤Žā¤¨ ā¤ा ā¤
ā¤Ļृā¤ļ्⤝ ā¤
⤤िā¤Ĩि
ā¤्⤝ों ⤤ुā¤Ž ā¤Ŧा⤰-ā¤Ŧा⤰ ā¤ā¤¤े ā¤šो ā¤Žे⤰े ā¤Žā¤¨ ā¤Žें?
ā¤
ं⤧ा ā¤¨ā¤šीं ā¤šूँ, ā¤Ģि⤰ ā¤ी ⤤ुā¤Ž्ā¤šा⤰ी ā¤ā¤ĩि ā¤šā¤° ā¤ā¤° ā¤Ļिā¤ā¤¤ी ā¤šै।
ā¤¯ā¤š ā¤Ē्⤰ā¤ļ्⤍ ā¤ेā¤ĩ⤞ ā¤Ē्⤰ेā¤Ž ā¤¨ā¤šीं, ā¤Ŧ⤞्ā¤ि ā¤ā¤¤्ā¤Žा ā¤ी ā¤
⤍ुā¤ू⤤ि ā¤šै — ā¤ā¤šाँ ā¤ि⤏ी ā¤ी ā¤
⤍ुā¤Ē⤏्ā¤Ĩि⤤ि ā¤ी ā¤ā¤Ē⤏्ā¤Ĩि⤤ि ā¤Ŧ⤍ ā¤ा⤤ी ā¤šै।
ā¤Žā¤¨ ā¤ā¤ी ā¤ा⤞ी ā¤¨ā¤šीं ā¤°ā¤šā¤¤ा।
ā¤ā¤šाँ ā¤ो⤠ā¤ā¤šā¤°ी ā¤ाā¤Ē ā¤ोā¤Ą़ ā¤ा⤤ा ā¤šै, ā¤ĩā¤šाँ ā¤ā¤¸ā¤ी ā¤ूँ⤠ā¤Ŧा⤰-ā¤Ŧा⤰ ⤞ौā¤ā¤¤ी ā¤šै।
⤏्ā¤Žृ⤤ि ā¤ा ā¤Ēु⤍⤰ाā¤ā¤Žā¤¨
ā¤Žā¤¨ोā¤ĩिā¤्ā¤ा⤍ ā¤ā¤¸े “repetition compulsion” ā¤ā¤šā¤¤ा ā¤šै — ā¤ā¤Ŧ ā¤Žā¤¨ ā¤ā¤¸ ā¤ाā¤ĩ⤍ा ā¤ो ā¤Ļोā¤šā¤°ा⤤ा ā¤šै ā¤ि⤏े ā¤ĩā¤š ā¤Ēू⤰ी ā¤¤ā¤°ā¤š ā¤¸ā¤Žā¤ ā¤¯ा ā¤ोā¤Ą़ ā¤¨ā¤šीं ā¤Ēा⤝ा।
ā¤Ļ⤰्ā¤ļ⤍ ā¤ā¤šā¤¤ा ā¤šै — ā¤¯ā¤š ā¤ā¤¤्ā¤Žा ā¤ा ā¤
⤧ू⤰ा ā¤Ēाā¤ ā¤šै।
ā¤ā¤ĩि ā¤ā¤šā¤¤ा ā¤šै — ā¤¯ā¤š ā¤Ē्⤰ेā¤Ž ā¤ी ā¤ा⤎ा ā¤šै ā¤ो ā¤ā¤ी ā¤ā¤¤्ā¤Ž ā¤¨ā¤šीं ā¤šो⤤ी।
ā¤Ļेā¤ā¤ā¤° ā¤ी ⤍ ā¤Ļेā¤ā¤¨ा
“ā¤
ं⤧ा ā¤¨ā¤šीं ā¤šूँ” — ā¤¯ā¤š ā¤ĩाā¤्⤝ ⤏्ā¤ĩीā¤ा⤰ोā¤्⤤ि ā¤šै ā¤ि ā¤Ŧाā¤šā¤°ी ā¤Ļृ⤎्ā¤ि ⤠ीā¤ ā¤šै, ā¤Ē⤰⤍्⤤ु ā¤ी⤤⤰ ā¤ा ā¤Ļृ⤎्ā¤िā¤ो⤪ ⤧ुँ⤧⤞ा ā¤šै।
ā¤šā¤Ž ā¤Ļे⤠⤏ā¤ā¤¤े ā¤šैं, ā¤Ē⤰ ā¤ू⤞ ā¤¨ā¤šीं ⤏ā¤ā¤¤े।
ā¤šā¤Ž ⤏ौ ā¤ेā¤šā¤°ों ā¤Žें ā¤ĸूँā¤ĸ⤤े ā¤šैं ā¤ĩो ā¤ā¤ ā¤ेā¤šā¤°ा ā¤ो ā¤
ā¤Ŧ ā¤ेā¤ĩ⤞ ⤏्ā¤Žृ⤤ि ā¤Žें ā¤šै।
ā¤
ā¤Ļृā¤ļ्⤝ ⤏ंā¤Ŧं⤧ ā¤ी ā¤Ąो⤰
ā¤ĩेā¤Ļां⤤ ā¤ā¤šā¤¤ा ā¤šै — “ā¤Žā¤¨ ā¤šी ⤏ं⤏ा⤰ ā¤šै।”
ā¤ā¤Ŧ ā¤ो⤠ā¤ĩ्⤝ā¤्⤤ि ā¤Ŧा⤰-ā¤Ŧा⤰ ā¤šā¤Žा⤰े ā¤ĩिā¤ा⤰ों ā¤Žें ā¤ā¤¤ा ā¤šै, ⤤ो ā¤ā¤¸ā¤ा ā¤
⤰्ā¤Ĩ ā¤šै ā¤ि ā¤ā¤¸ā¤ी ā¤ā¤°्ā¤ा ā¤
ā¤Ŧ ā¤šā¤Žा⤰े ā¤े⤤⤍ ā¤Žें ā¤¸ā¤Žाā¤ ā¤šुā¤ ā¤šै।
ā¤¯ā¤š ⤏ंā¤Ŧं⤧ ā¤Ļू⤰ी ⤏े ā¤¨ā¤šीं ā¤ूā¤ā¤¤ा — ā¤्⤝ोंā¤ि ā¤े⤤⤍ा ā¤ी ā¤ो⤠ā¤Ļू⤰ी ā¤¨ā¤šीं ā¤šो⤤ी।
ā¤Ē्⤰ेā¤Ž ⤝ा ā¤Ēा⤠?
ā¤ā¤ी ā¤¯ā¤š ā¤ĩाā¤Ē⤏ी ā¤Ē्⤰ेā¤Ž ā¤šै, ā¤ā¤ी ā¤¯ā¤š ⤏ीā¤।
ā¤ā¤ी ā¤¯ā¤š ā¤
ā¤Ēू⤰्⤪⤤ा ā¤ी ā¤ूँā¤ ā¤šै, ā¤ā¤ी ā¤¯ā¤š ā¤्ā¤ˇā¤Žा ā¤ी ā¤Ēुā¤ा⤰।
ā¤ā¤¸ā¤˛ि⤠ā¤
ā¤Ē⤍े ā¤ā¤Ē ⤏े ā¤Ēूā¤ो —
“⤤ुā¤Ž ā¤Žे⤰े ā¤Žā¤¨ ā¤Žें ā¤Ē्⤰ेā¤Ž ā¤Ŧ⤍ā¤ā¤° ⤞ौā¤ā¤¤े ā¤šो, ⤝ा ā¤Ēा⤠ā¤Ŧ⤍ā¤ā¤°?”
ā¤Ļो⤍ों ā¤šी ā¤ā¤¤्ā¤Žि⤠ā¤ĩिā¤ा⤏ ā¤े ā¤ā¤°ā¤Ŗ ā¤šैं।
ā¤ļां⤤ि ā¤ी ā¤ā¤° ⤝ा⤤्⤰ा
⤝ाā¤Ļों ā¤ो ā¤Žिā¤ा⤍े ā¤ी ā¤¨ā¤šीं, ā¤¸ā¤Žā¤ā¤¨े ā¤ी ā¤ā¤ĩā¤ļ्⤝ā¤ā¤¤ा ā¤šै।
ā¤ā¤Ŧ ā¤šā¤Ž ā¤ļां⤤ ā¤šोā¤ā¤° ā¤
ā¤Ē⤍े ā¤ĩिā¤ा⤰ों ā¤ो ⤏्ā¤ĩीā¤ा⤰ ā¤ā¤°ā¤¤े ā¤šैं, ⤤ो ā¤ĩे ⤧ी⤰े-⤧ी⤰े ā¤ā¤°्ā¤ा ⤏े ā¤ļां⤤ि ā¤Žें ā¤Ŧā¤Ļ⤞ ā¤ा⤤े ā¤šैं।
⤧्⤝ा⤍, ⤞ेā¤ā¤¨, ⤝ा ā¤ā¤ĩि⤤ा — ⤝े ⤏ā¤Ŧ ā¤Žā¤¨ ā¤ी ā¤ā¤šā¤°ा⤠ā¤ो ā¤ļā¤Ŧ्ā¤Ļ ā¤Ļे⤤े ā¤šैं।
ā¤Ļा⤰्ā¤ļ⤍ि⤠⤏ा⤰
ā¤Ē्⤰ेā¤Ž ā¤ā¤ी ā¤ो⤤ा ā¤¨ā¤šीं — ā¤ĩā¤š ā¤ेā¤ĩ⤞ ⤰ूā¤Ē ā¤Ŧā¤Ļ⤞⤤ा ā¤šै।
ā¤ो ā¤Ŧा⤰-ā¤Ŧा⤰ ā¤Žā¤¨ ā¤Žें ⤞ौā¤ā¤¤ा ā¤šै, ā¤ĩā¤š ā¤ā¤¤्ā¤Žा ā¤ी ā¤Ēुā¤ा⤰ ā¤šै।
ā¤Ļेā¤ā¤¨ा ā¤ेā¤ĩ⤞ ā¤ँā¤ों ā¤ा ā¤ाā¤Ž ā¤¨ā¤šीं — ā¤¯ā¤š ā¤šृā¤Ļ⤝ ā¤ी ā¤
⤍ुā¤ू⤤ि ā¤šै।
ā¤ā¤Ŧ ā¤šā¤Ž ā¤ि⤏ी ā¤ो ā¤Ŧि⤍ा ā¤Ļेā¤े ā¤Žā¤šā¤¸ू⤏ ā¤ā¤°ā¤¤े ā¤šैं, ⤤ā¤Ŧ ā¤šā¤Ž ā¤ĩा⤏्⤤ā¤ĩ ā¤Žें ā¤Ļेā¤ā¤¨ा ⤏ीā¤ā¤¤े ā¤šैं।
ā¤ĩā¤šी ⤏ā¤्ā¤ी ā¤Ļृ⤎्ā¤ि ā¤šै — ā¤Ē्⤰ेā¤Ž ā¤ी ā¤Ļृ⤎्ā¤ि।
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