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खुले नीले आस्मां तले हवा ने अपने पंख खोले और तुम्हारी मुस्कान से चले एक राह निकली है मुझतक तुम्हारे ... -
At night at night you're not here at night at night you're not here any more than day at night you're not here no more do I dre... -
You want to be like glue stuck and warm, creasing my body removable, but not easily If I tear at you, it will hurt It turns out I am plaster...
The labels (of urban and rural) fall far short in capturing the dynamism and diversity of reality… They mask the many ways urban and rural overlap and intertwine, as well as the variety of livelihood strategies needed in these complex environments.
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