Page 55 - Aurangzeb ordered his officers to demolish the Kashi Vishvanath temple.
Here is my collective thread on Aurangzeb, the Mughal.
will elaborate in this thread how aurangzeb committed mass murders, destroyed temples, imposed jaziya on hindus, publicly ban study of vedic literature and forced hindu women to marry muslims.
Source : Maasir-i- Alamgiri
Page 55 - Aurangzeb ordered his officers to demolish the Kashi Vishvanath temple.
The temple was built by a Bundela Rajput chief and the ruler of the kingdom of Orchha, birsingh devo bundela.
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So often fragile power turns
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Sometimes our big splashes
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Emotion Detector (1985, Power Windows)
https://t.co/3U3Ol6tMHU
#RushFamily
@RushFamTourneys
What's your grade of this song?
https://t.co/3U3Ol6Lo6u
Lyrics:
When we lift the covers from our feelings
We expose our insecure spots
Trust is just as rare as devotion —
Forgive us our cynical thoughts
If we need too much attention —
Not content with being cool
We must throw ourselves wide open
And start acting like a fool
If we need too much approval
Then the cuts can seem too cruel
Right to the heart of the matter
Right to the beautiful part
Illusions are painfully shattered
Right where discovery starts
In the secret wells of emotion
Buried deep in our hearts
It’s true that love can change us
But never quite enough
Sometimes we are too tender
Sometimes we’re too tough
If we get too much attention
It gets hard to overrule
So often fragile power turns
To scorn and ridicule
Sometimes our big splashes
Are just ripples in the pool
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