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Father, my first idol

It is Poem about father. You make father as idol.

LALBAG KELLA

Lalbag Kella is a 17th-century fort located in the city of Dhaka, Bangladesh. It was originally built by the Mughal Subahdar of Bengal, Shaista Khan, in 1678. The fort was named after his beloved daughter, Pari Bibi, whose name translates to "Fairy of the Garden". The fort was used as the residence of the Mughal governors and their families, and was the site of many important events in Mughal history, including the Barrackpore Conspiracy in 1777. During the British Raj, the fort was used as a mi

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Forgotten Memories Stored In Photographs

A lot of our photographs growing up are filled with memories we don't remember. It shows the importance of capturing moments you can look back to and as a way to remember friends because they can't stay forever.

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Memorial Services

Whether you are planning a funeral for a loved one who recently passed, or are planning in advance for yourself, choosing the right Ohio funeral home is the first, and one of the most important steps, in planning a funeral. The right funeral home can help simplify the process, providing you with all the information needed to make these important decisions. We will reply to your enquiry within 24 hours.If a death has occurred and you have immediate needs, please contact us on our via email franci

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Pelabuhan Ratu Beach

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OH MORNING!!!

Morning, a kind of fresh start reforming what seized to exist, peace. As for me I'll say my morning my peace.

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Memories of the Past

The poem reflects on the joyous moments of the past, where life was simpler and people savored simple pleasures. The power of memory, music, and writing in capturing and expressing these experiences is evident in the poem's language and imagery. It's a testament to the way in which memories shape our perceptions and emotions, and how music and writing can be powerful mediums for conveying them.

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Surrounding

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in the memory of...

the days they spend together were no less than a story , this poem explains how and what they did when they were together

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Unveiling Life Stories: Exploring Biography Writers for Hire

Otunba Isiaka Adetunji Adeleke Memorial Cup; Statistics And Figures So Far.

The 2022/2023 Otunba Isiaka Adetunji Adeleke Memorial Cup Round of 16 came to an emphatic end, with Egbedore United thrashing Aiyedire United 3-0 in the final pre-quarterfinal match held at the Osogbo City Stadium on Wednesday. The tournament brought together 32 Football teams from all parts of Osun State and produced no shortage of records and eventful stats. Here we look at some of the stats in the round of 16, as we head into the last Quarter Finals of the tournament. The eight (8) teams thro

Back to yesterday

Life, indeed, is in phases and no matter how hard you try, you may not be able to keep up with a single phase forever. One thing common to all men is growth; especially the biological one. While you need to intentionally put in efforts to see yourself grow in other aspects of life, your biological growth just happens without any deliberate effort. Your chronological age increases as long as you're alive and whether you're prepared or not, every new age opens you up to new realities. Few weeks ag

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Title: Brothers in Arms: A Journey of Bonded Souls

**Summary:** "Brothers in Arms: A Journey of Bonded Souls" is a heartfelt exploration of the unique and enduring bond between brothers. From childhood adventures to facing life's challenges together, the blog delves into the deep connection that brothers share. It highlights the importance of support, camaraderie, and creating lasting memories. Ultimately, it celebrates the unbreakable bond that brothers share, showcasing the strength and beauty of brotherhood.

MEMORIES OF COURTSHIP

"O my dove, In the clefts of the rock, In the secret places of the Clif, Let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; For your voice is sweet, And your face is lovely."

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That mysterious night

That moonless night was as dark as black velvet and there was pin-drop silence everywhere. Silent black clouds have been there in the sky since morning and now they seemed ready to burst into rain. Anna and her aunt were still up enjoying a movie (she was staying at her grandparent’s home during the spring holidays). Though it was a long tiring day for both of them as they went to meet some relatives, visited a market and Anna bought some toys for tiny cousins of her. After coming back, her uncl

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Consciousness

I never have the urge to take pictures of the moments I'm living,their engagement with my consciousness is enough. The perks of being forgetful are U only remember what got soaked in you and pierced your heart and made a permanent home in your subconsciousness. *** I can't believe I'm the closed room in a castle where nothing goes inside and a little comes outside. There exists only a window U think you know the world by seeing from it's perspective But it's not like living *in* the world You th

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TRIBUTE TO OUR BELOVED DAD, MR OSONG ETTAH UBI IN LOVING ONE YEAR MEMORY- 2ND JANUARY 2024

TRIBUTE TO OUR BELOVED DAD, MR OSONG ETTAH UBI IN LOVING MEMORY- 2ND JANUARY 2024

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WHEN A PICTURE TELLS A STORY

WHEN A PICTURE TELLS A STORY (A #throwback ) Looking at this picture, I can't help but smile because of the beautiful memories it gives. This is a picture of Thebeezybee while in primary school, 😁 at Murna Children School. I really can't remember much but this picture has a lot of stories of different persons. I can still remember Uncle Idris, my teacher and the names of some of my classmates; Zainab, Fatima, Mariam, Oluchukwu, Hajara, Tope, Bello, Hadiza, Helen,Evelyn, Peju, Chinazor,Obinna, R

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Time Changes All Things

The first time I saw a Colour TV was in the 90s. Today, virtually everything is coloured. I've shared in this article, an interesting review of the journey from the first coloured broadcast in 1951 to the first colour television in Nigeria, bearing in mind that humans will always evolve, and if we don't give up, and focus more on solving our problems with our little steps of progress, nothing is impossible as Time changes all things.

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Echoes of love

Title: Echoes of Love Chapter 1: Reminiscing In the quaint town of Brookville, Sarah sat in her mother's old rocking chair, surrounded by the comforting embrace of memories. It had been a year since her mother's passing, yet her presence lingered in every corner of the house – in the scent of freshly baked cookies, in the warmth of the sunlit kitchen, in the gentle melody of her favorite piano piece echoing through the halls. As Sarah traced her fingers along the faded photographs adorning the w

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