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

Last Updated: 18.06.2025 02:38

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

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.

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.

What is the best case of “You just picked a fight with the wrong person” that you've witnessed?

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

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What was the most challenging shift you experienced as an ER physician? Can you describe the details and reasons behind it?

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.

Full Gian vibes…

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

If Donald Trump is so evil and Joe Biden is so good why is Trump the one selflessly providing Bibles for the needy while Biden doesn't? Why doesn't Biden care for America's spiritually needy people as much as Trump?

Here's the reason -

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.

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

What does it mean when someone leaves something in your house, your room to be exact, and when you tell them, they say they left it there on purpose?

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Completely My Moment.

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

I see ugly guys dating gorgeous, "hot" women all the time. I, too, am not very attractive but I'm not doing well with the ladies. What's their secret?

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

~Aditiii💫

I was alone in the Quarter that evening.

Why is my older sister so mean to me as if I was her enemy?

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