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

Last Updated: 19.06.2025 04:32

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

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.

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

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Is it very wrong to want to spend some time with husband after continuous work for 5 days in a weekend because my husband thinks if we go out every weekend what night my parents and other family members think?

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~AditiiišŸ’«

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Dont you think we should put Project 2025 into full force to completely decimate the evil and corrupt Democratic party? The answer is yes.

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

Here's the reason -

No one to disturb me…

I’m a 25 year old teacher teaching at boys school & I have colleagues younger than me. I caught one of my students telling her he wanted her as his teacher instead & it hurt my feelings. They compliment her a lot. It makes me jealous. What do I do?

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.

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Full Gian vibes…

I was alone in the Quarter that evening.

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

Why do atheists always argue about the existence of suffering in the world as meaning God doesn't exist when it doesn't prove anything?

Completely My Moment.

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.

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

How will the 2026 delimitation affect India as a whole keeping the new count of 888 seats in mind (not the current 543)? I’m looking for genuine answers with facts and not rhetoric. I will only listen to answers and not reply to any of them.

And I started the song ā€œBan ke titli Dil uda hā€¦ā€

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.