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ONE STEP FORWARD ๐Ÿƒ By GAUTAM K MIRCHANDANI ♠️

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GAUTWORLD Satish Sharma was a polisher of metals; he was originally from Calcutta, the beautiful city of many dreams. Two years back, he had shifted to Surat in search of a better livelihood. The first year had been good; work came his way regularly. Then came the recession, drying up everything: work, funds, opportunities, and even relations. He searched day and night, but found nothing; there was no work, and everywhere they asked him to wait, to wait until the recession was over. However, his life will not wait for the recession to be over, nor his body. Soon his savings were over, but the recession was everywhere, and he could not go back to a more expensive city like Calcutta and then came the last blow from his flat owner. Pay more or vacate the house. ๐Ÿ‘ฆ Satish Sharma will take that one step forward, but the question is, where would he take that step? To know about Satish Sharma's story, click on the book link of   'AMPUTATED MINDS'- A STORY TO TELL'  https://not...

BLACKMAILERS- TEAR THEM APART ๐Ÿ˜ก ๐Ÿ”ž

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  https://dribbble.com The most disgusting germs in humankind are the blackmailers, and one should never ever give in to their demands; instead, one should face them with law and order. The worst crime a human can do is play with a fellow human being’s TRUST, and most of the time, the core of blackmail starts from the destruction of TRUST! RAPE, MMS, CHILD ABUSE, these terrible crimes are done by someone we trust, and the sad thing is that the victim keeps quiet and goes through the pain again and again because the culprit has put the fear of blackmailing the victim if he/she said anything to anyone. The victim who has been blackmailed should understand that he/she has already been destroyed, so what more is there to be destroyed? So, the best step would be to stand up against your culprit, against the blackmailer, by speaking about them to the law, your family, your best friends, or anyone whom you trust the most and who will not take the wrong advantage of you, but will sta...

TONIGHT I JUST COULDN’T LIVE ๐Ÿ’” By GAUTAM K MIRCHANDANI ๐ŸŽณ

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  GAUTWORLD Tonight, I just couldn't live Live to see another day Without you by my side. ๐ŸŒ€ THE DESOLATE STRETCHES OF THE MIND A STORY TO TELL ๐Ÿ“–-GIVING LIFE TO STORIES ๐ŸŽญ

QUESTIONS ?

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  https://imgvisuals.com Questions about our lives Many of them Will be left unanswered ๐Ÿ˜จ Astounding (songs and photos) https://notionpress.com/read-instantly/1383835

WILD ONES ๐Ÿ˜ By GAUTAM K MIRCHANDANI ๐ŸŽฎ

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  Get side folks, get away The wild ones are in town Make way for us Hide everything folks Don’t let us see them Or they’ll be gone Like a needle in a haystack ๐Ÿšง THE DESOLATE STRETCHES OF THE MIND A STORY TO TELL ๐Ÿ“–-GIVING LIFE TO STORIES ๐ŸŽญ THE DESOLATE STRETCHES OF THE MIND ๐Ÿ‰,

MEHTA VILLA ๐ŸŒ– By GAUTAM K MIRCHANDANI ๐Ÿ…

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    http://www.youtube.com/@ImagineIamI Anupama peered out at me through fatigue-filled eyes, and there was no recognition in her brown eyes. I froze, looking at her appearance. Anupama’s natural brown colour, waist-length hair, dishevelled and unwashed, and the green evening gown she wore had stains on them. Her feet were bare, and there were dark circles under her brown eyes, as if she had not slept for weeks. “Anu, it is I Vikram Shah your cousin brother Vicky.” I ventured to look at her. There was a flicker in Anupama’s eyes, and she blinked them several times and then said in a hoarse voice. “Vicky, is it really you, oh thank god, you got my letter.” “Yeah, I received it yesterday, what’s wrong?” I asked. Anupama sighed, and a relief flickered across her face. Then she chattered, “Please come in, mama will be so glad to see you.” She caught my hand and tugged me into the house. I stepped inside. (Later, when I recollect that moment wryly, I think that one step I took in t...

WHY DOES THE WORLD WANT TO FIGHT? ๐Ÿ˜ฉ By GAUTAM K MIRCHANDANI ✍️

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  GAUTWORLD Why does the world want to fight? They say it is their right Why does the world want to fight? Everybody got blood Red not white ๐Ÿ’ฃ THE DESOLATE STRETCHES OF THE MIND A STORY TO TELL ๐Ÿ“–-GIVING LIFE TO STORIES