White I am like a quiet storm, I am like a quiet fire, I am like a calm wind, but if you try to put out a fire, the storm will not stop roaring at you till it surrounds you with its terrible thunders, ©#Nikita kour

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White I am like a quiet storm, I am like a quiet fire, I am like a calm wind, but if you try to put out a fire, the storm will not stop roaring at you till it surrounds you with its terrible thunders, ©#Nikita kour

#Nikita kour

White You are playing with a red eyed thought whose eyes are not only red but it also looks straight into your eyes with a boldness ©#Nikita kour

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White दूसरों को मत परखो, खुद को परखो जब तक तुम्हें पता न चल जाए कि तुम्हारी परीक्षा ही तुम्हारा सुधार है ©#Nikita kour

#Nikita kour

The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and she gets up from the chair and looks out of the window and sees that the clouds were thundering and it was raining heavily. And she saw a bird on the window outside her house which was getting wet in the rain. Nikki picked up the bird from her window and brought it inside the room. Then she saw that the bird's wing was hurt, that is why it could not fly when it rained. Similarly, when we are hurt from within, then we also cannot fight the storm because when our heart is hurt from inside, then our wings get hurt and the wings show our dreams, our desires. If we stop fighting, then our wings will get hurt and we can never fly with our wings. ©#Nikita kour

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