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How good do you sing and how do you know this?

08.06.2025 11:40

How good do you sing and how do you know this?

I was alone in the Quarter that evening.

Their laughter was so hard that it made me realise that Alka Yagnik inside me is still sleeping but misfortunately I switched to The Gian Channel.

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So, I believe that I can't sing songs but I can scream songs definitely.

Misfortunately I choosed to start with it's background music which is not in Hindi, So, I didn't even know the lyrics. So, sang whatever fitted according to the music and tone.

Why do atheists love to preach against Abrahamic religions and mock God? Even if they do not fear the eternal fire of hell, pious Muslims will certainly not leave them alone and will take brutal revenge until they surrender and repent of their sins.

Completely My Moment.

Yes the perfect time to wake up the Alka Yagnik sleeping inside me.

Here's the reason -

What’s the craziest thing you’ve heard pretending to be asleep?

No one to disturb me…

The Titlies (butterflies) had just escaped out of the cage that I heard a huge laugh of two boys who were passing by our area.

And I started the song “Ban ke titli Dil uda h…”

Why do some women alter their faces by so-called cosmetic surgeries (on their eyes, cheeks, lips, chin, jaw) that making them look like Donald Duck or puffy aliens, while for most men these unnatural facial changes are ridiculous or even disgusting?

Ever wondered why I never took the challenge of Sing a Song on Quora?

~Aditiii💫

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Full Gian vibes…

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Next day, I extricated myself by pretending as if it wasn't me singing there ( I means screaming).

Why aren't there any Indian girls married to Chinese guys but Chinese girls married to Indian guys?

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But who cares when I can treat my pen as a microphone and sing with my siblings, where they complete my broken lyrics and cover my cacophony by their melody.