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bangles
I have often heard people saying that one should sit at home wearing bangles, that is, the hands of those who wear bangles are very weak… but I do not agree with this. In response to this, someone has written this article.
The bangles sound very nice when they jingle.
Mother's bangles ring every morning to wake you up from sleep.
Mother's bangles jingle to prepare each morsel and feed me.
Mother's bangles jingle to put me to sleep
Mother's bangles are jingled to give blessings and blessings.
Hey! God, may my mother's bangles always keep tinkling like this.
As long as these rings ring, my father's love and affection will remain on my head... otherwise I am nothing, nothing.
Sister's bangles jingle.
Sister's bangles jingle on my waist to create a loving rhythm.
Sister's bangles ring to apply sandalwood tilak on my forehead
My sister's bangles ring to tie Rakhi on my wrist.
Sister's bangles ring to fight and quarrel
Hey! God, may my sister's bangles always keep tinkling like this.
As long as these rings continue, the brother-in-law relationship will remain and the love between brother and sister will last for lifetimes...
wife's bangles jingle
Wife's bangles jingle with waiting hands to open the door
Wife's bangles ring to express love and affection
My wife's bangles ring every day in the kitchen to prepare various dishes of my choice.
O God, may my wife's bangles keep tinkling like this.
As long as these bangles ring and tinkle, I exist, otherwise, without them I am nothing, nothing.
Daughter's bangles jingle
Daughter's bangles jingle while filling my mouth while going to in-laws' house.
Daughter's bangles jingled, she came running and touched my chest.
Daughter's bangles jingle as she leaves her parents' home to in-laws' house with tears in her eyes...
Daughter's bangles jingle, Vavrat wipes tears from his eyes with handkerchief, hiding them from father.
Is. God, may my daughter's bangles keep tinkling like this.
As long as these rings keep tinkling, I will be able to live even by staying away from them... I will be able to remain happy.
Daughter-in-law's bangles jingle
Daughter-in-law's bangles ring to make my house yours
Daughter-in-law's bangles jingle to fill my hem with happiness
Daughter-in-law's bangles ring to carry forward my lineage
Daughter-in-law's bangles jingle to keep my son happy
Hey! God, may my daughter-in-law's bangles always keep tinkling like this.
As long as these rings keep tinkling, my old age is meaningful, otherwise, without them my life is inactive and useless.