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āĻŽāĻŋāϏāĻŋāϰ āφāϞāĻŋ! āφāĻĒāύāĻŋ āϕ⧋āĻĨāĻžā§Ÿ? (āĻšāĻžāĻ°ā§āĻĄāĻ•āĻ­āĻžāϰ)

āĻŽāĻŋāϏāĻŋāϰ āφāϞāĻŋāϰ āĻ•ā§āϞāĻžāϏ⧇āϰ āĻŦāĻ•ā§āϤ⧃āϤāĻžāϰ āĻ…āĻ‚āĻļ ”āĻāĻ•āϜāύ āĻŽāĻžāύ⧁āώ āϏāĻžāϰāĻžāĻĻāĻŋāύ⧇ āĻ•āϤāϗ⧁āϞāĻŋ āĻļāĻŦā§āĻĻ āĻŦā§āϝāĻŦāĻšāĻžāϰ āĻ•āϰ⧇ āϜāĻžāύ? āώ⧋āϞ āĻšāĻžāϜāĻžāϰ āĻļāĻŦā§āĻĻāĨ¤ āĻāĻ•āϟāĻž āĻŦāĻŋ⧜āĻžāϞ āĻĻāĻŋāύ⧇ āĻĻāĻļ āĻŦāĻžāϰ⧋āϟāĻžāϰ āĻŦ⧇āĻļāĻŋ āĻļāĻŦā§āĻĻ āĻ•āϰāϤ⧇ āĻĒāĻžāϰ⧇ āύāĻžāĨ¤ āϝāĻĻāĻŋāĻ“ āϤāĻžāϰ āĻŽā§āϞ āφāĻŦ⧇āĻ— āĻŽāĻžāύ⧁āώ⧇āϰ āĻŽāϤāχāĨ¤ āφāĻŽāϰāĻž āĻŦāĻŋ⧜āĻžāϞāϕ⧇ āφāĻŦ⧇āĻ—āĻļā§‚āĻ¨ā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāĻŖā§€ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻ•āϰāĻŋāĨ¤ āϕ⧇āύ āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻ•āϰāĻŋ āϜāĻžāύ? āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻ•āϰāĻŋ āĻ•āĻžāϰāĻŖ āĻŦ⧇āϚāĻžāϰāĻžāϰ āϭ⧁āϰ⧁ āύ⧇āχāĨ¤ āϤ⧋āĻŽāϰāĻž āĻŽāύ⧇ āϰ⧇āĻ–ā§‹ āφāĻŽāϰāĻž āĻāĻŦāĻ‚ āĻ…āύ⧁āĻ­ā§‚āϤāĻŋ āĻĒā§āϰāĻ•āĻžāĻļ⧇āϰ āϜāĻ¨ā§āϝ⧇ āϏāĻŦāϏāĻŽā§Ÿ āϭ⧁āϰ⧁ āĻŦā§āϝāĻŦāĻšāĻžāϰ āĻ•āϰāĻŋāĨ¤ āĻāĻ–āύ āĻŦāϞāϤ⧋ āĻāχ āĻ—ā§āϰāĻ¨ā§āĻĨ⧇āϰ āĻ…āϤāĻŋ āĻŦāĻŋāĻ–ā§āϝāĻžāϤ āĻāĻ• āĻŽāĻšāĻŋāϞāĻžāϰ āϭ⧁āϰ⧁ āύ⧇āχāĨ¤ āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āϤāĻžāρāϰ āφāĻŦ⧇āĻ— āĻŦāĻŋ⧜āĻžāϞ⧇āϰ āĻŽāϤāχ āĻĒā§āϰāĻ•āĻžāĻļ āĻ•āϰāϤ⧇ āĻĒāĻžāϰ⧇āύ āύāĻžāĨ¤ āĻŦāϞ āϤāĻžāϰ āύāĻžāĻŽ āĻ•āĻŋ? “āĻŽā§‹āύāĻžāϞāĻŋāϏāĻž!” āĻ­āĻžāϞ āĻ•āϰ⧇ āĻ›āĻŦāĻŋāϟāĻž āĻĻ⧇āĻ–āĨ¤ āĻŦāĻŋ⧜āĻžāϞ⧇āϰ āĻŽāϤ āφāĻŦ⧇āĻ—āĻļā§‚āĻ¨ā§āϝ āĻŽā§‹āύāĻžāϞāĻŋāϏāĻž āĻ•āĻŋāĻ¨ā§āϤ⧁ āĻĒ⧃āĻĨāĻŋāĻŦā§€āϰ āĻŽāĻžāύ⧁āώāĻĻ⧇āϰ āφāĻŦ⧇āĻ— āϧāĻžāϰāĻŖ āĻ•āϰāϛ⧇āĨ¤ āϕ⧇ āĻšāĻžāϤ āϤ⧁āϞāĻŦ? āϤ⧁āĻŽāĻŋ? āĻŦāϞ āĻ•āĻŋ āĻŦāϞāĻŦ⧇?


āφāĻŽāĻžāĻĻ⧇āϰ āĻļāĻžāĻĻāĻž āĻŦāĻžā§œāĻŋ (āĻšāĻžāĻ°ā§āĻĄāĻ•āĻ­āĻžāϰ)

āĻŦāĻžāĻ™āĻžāϞāĻŋ āĻŽāĻ§ā§āϝāĻŦāĻŋāĻ¤ā§āϤ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύāϕ⧇ āĻ—āĻ­ā§€āϰāϰāĻ­āĻžāĻŦ⧇ āϝāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻ¸ā§āĻĒāĻ°ā§āĻļ āĻ•āϰ⧇āϛ⧇āύ āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻšā§āĻŽāĻžāϝāĻŧā§‚āύ āφāĻšāĻŽā§‡āĻĻāĨ¤āϜāĻžāĻĻ⧁āĻ•āϰ⧀ āϞ⧇āĻ–āύ⧀ āĻĻāĻŋāϝāĻŧ⧇ āϜāϝāĻŧ āĻ•āϰ⧇ āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧ⧇āϛ⧇āύ āĻŽāĻžāύ⧁āώ⧇āϰ āĻŽāύāύāĨ¤āĻāĻ•āϟāĻž āϏāĻžāĻĻāĻž āĻŦāĻžāĻĄāĻŧāĻŋ āĻ“ āĻāϰ āĻŽāĻ§ā§āϝ⧇ āĻŦāϏāĻŦāĻžāϏāĻ•āĻžāϰ⧀ āϛ⧋āϟ āĻāĻ• āĻĒāϰāĻŋāĻŦāĻžāϰ⧇āϰ āĻĻ⧈āύāĻ¨ā§āĻĻāĻŋāύ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύāϝāĻžāĻ¤ā§āϰāĻžāϕ⧇ āϕ⧇āĻ¨ā§āĻĻā§āϰ āĻ•āϰ⧇⧇ āĻ—āĻĄāĻŧ⧇ āωāϠ⧇āϛ⧇ āωāĻĒāĻ¨ā§āϝāĻžāϏ⧇āϰ āĻĒāϟāĻ­ā§‚āĻŽāĻŋāĻ•āĻžāĨ¤āĻ…āĻ°ā§āĻĨ āĻŽāĻžāύ⧁āύ⧁āώāϕ⧇ āĻŦāĻĻāϞ⧇ āĻĻ⧇āϝāĻŧ āĻāĻŦāĻ‚ āĻļ⧁āϧ⧁āĻŽāĻžāĻ¤ā§āϰ āĻ…āĻ°ā§āĻĨāύ⧈āϤāĻŋāĻ• āĻœā§€āĻŦāύāϝāĻžāĻ¤ā§āϰāĻžāϰ āĻŦ⧈āĻļā§āϞāĻ¸ā§āϟāĻŋāϤ⧇āχ āϝ⧇ āĻŽāĻžāύ⧁āώ⧇āϰ āφāϏāϞ āϰ⧁āĻĒ āĻŦ⧇āϰāĻŋāϝāĻŧ⧇ āφāϏ⧇ āϤāĻžāϰ āĻĒā§āϰāĻŽāĻžāύ āĻšā§āĻŽāĻžāϝāĻŧā§‚āύ⧇āϰ āĻāχ āĻŦāχāĨ¤āĻœā§€āĻŦāύāϕ⧇ āϤ⧁āϞ⧇ āĻāύ⧇āϛ⧇āύ āĻ…āĻĻā§āϭ⧁āϤ āĻāĻ• āĻ›āĻ¨ā§āĻĻ⧇āĨ¤āϕ⧋āĻĨāĻžāĻ“ āϕ⧋āĻĨāĻžāĻ“ āĻ•āϝāĻŧ⧇āĻ•āϟāĻž āϚāϰāĻŋāĻ¤ā§āϰāϕ⧇ āĻ…āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāϏāĻ™ā§āĻ—āĻŋāĻ• āĻŽāύ⧇ āĻšāϞ⧇āĻ“ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ⧇āϰ āĻŽāϤ⧋āχ āϤāĻžāϰ āĻ¸ā§āĻŦāĻžāĻ­āĻžāĻŦāĻŋāĻ•āϤāĻž āϞāĻ•ā§āĻˇā§āϝ āĻ•āϰāĻž āϝāĻžāϝāĻŧāĨ¤


āĻšāϰāϤāύ āχāĻļāĻ•āĻžāĻĒāύ (āĻšāĻžāĻ°ā§āĻĄāĻ•āĻ­āĻžāϰ)

āĻŽāĻŋāϏāĻŋāϰ āφāϞāĻŋāϕ⧇ āĻšā§‡āύ⧇āύāĻž āĻāĻŽāύ āĻĒāĻžāĻ āĻ• āϖ⧁āĻŦ āĻ•āĻŽāχ āφāϛ⧇āύāĨ¤ āϚāĻžāĻ•ā§āώ⧁āϏ āĻĻ⧇āĻ–āĻŋāύāĻŋ, āĻĒāϰāĻŋāϚ⧟ āύ⧇āχ, āĻ•āĻŋāĻ¨ā§āϤ⧁ āĻ•āϤ āϜāĻžāύāĻžāĻšā§‡āύāĻž āĻāχ āϞ⧋āĻ•āϟāĻŋāĨ¤ āĻĻā§€āĻ°ā§āϘāĻĻāĻŋāύ⧇āϰ āϜāĻžāύāĻžāĨ¤ ‍āĻ“āϰ āĻšāĻžāϏāĻŋ-āϖ⧁āĻļāĻŋāϤ⧇ āφāύāĻ¨ā§āĻĻ āĻĒāĻžāχ, āĻŦā§āϝāĻžāĻĨāĻžā§Ÿ āĻšāχ āĻŦā§āϝāĻžāĻĨāĻŋāϤ āĨ¤ āĻŽāĻžāύāĻŦ āĻœā§€āĻŦāύ⧇āϰ āϰ⧂āĻĒ-āϰāϏ-āϰāĻšāĻ¸ā§āϝ āĻ“ āĻšāĻžāϏāĻŋ-āĻ•āĻžāĻ¨ā§āύāĻž-āĻŦ⧇āĻĻāύāĻžāϰ āĻ…āĻĒā§‚āĻ°ā§āĻŦ āĻāĻ• āĻĒā§āϰāĻ•āĻžāĻļ āĻāχ āĻŽāĻŋāϏāĻŋāϰ āφāϞāĻŋ āĻ“ āϤāĻžāϰ āĻĒāĻžāĻ°ā§āĻļā§āĻŦ āϚāϰāĻŋāĻ¤ā§āϰāĨ¤ āϜāύāύāĻ¨ā§āĻĻāĻŋāϤ āϞ⧇āĻ–āĻ• āĻšā§āĻŽāĻžā§Ÿā§‚āύ āφāĻšāĻŽā§‡āĻĻ-āĻāϰ āĻ…āĻĒā§‚āĻ°ā§āĻŦ āϏ⧃āĻˇā§āϟāĻŋ āĻāχ āĻŽāĻŋāϏāĻŋāϰ āφāϞāĻŋāĨ¤ āĻšāϰāϤāύ āχāĻļāĻ•āĻžāĻĒāύ āĻŽāĻŋāϏāĻŋāϰ āφāϞāĻŋ āϏāĻŋāϰāĻŋāĻœā§‡āϰ āĻŦāχāϗ⧁āϞ⧋āϰ āĻŽāĻ§ā§āϝ⧇ āĻ…āĻ¤ā§āϝ⧁āĻœā§āĻœā§āĻŦāϞ āϏ⧃āĻˇā§āϟāĻŋāĨ¤ āĻšāϰāϤāύ āχāĻļāĻ•āĻžāĻĒāύ-āĻ āĻŽāĻŋāϏāĻŋāϰ āφāϞāĻŋāϰ āϏāĻ™ā§āϗ⧇ āϝ⧇āĻžāĻ— āĻĻāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡āϛ⧇ āϝāĻžāĻĻ⧁āĻŦāĻŋāĻĻā§āϝāĻžā§Ÿ āĻĒāĻžāϰāĻĻāĻ°ā§āĻļā§€ āĻŽāύāϏ⧁āϰ, āĻŽāĻžāύāϏāĻŋāĻ• āϰ⧋āĻ—ā§€ āϰ⧇āĻŦ⧁, āĻŦāĻžā§œāĻŋāĻ“ā§ŸāĻžāϞāĻž āφāϜāĻŽāϞ āϏāĻžāĻšā§‡āĻŦ āĻ“ āĻ•āĻžāĻœā§‡āϰ āĻŽā§‡ā§Ÿā§‡ āφāρāĻ–āĻŋāϤāĻžāϰāĻžāĨ¤


āĻŽāĻŋāϏāĻŋāϰ āφāϞāĻŋāϰ āĻ…āĻŽā§€āĻŽāĻžāĻ‚āϏāĻŋāϤ āϰāĻšāĻ¸ā§āϝ (āĻšāĻžāĻ°ā§āĻĄāĻ•āĻ­āĻžāϰ)

āĻāϏāĻŦ āĻŦāĻŋāϚāĻŋāĻ¤ā§āϰ āĻŦāĻž āĻ…āϞ⧌āĻ•āĻŋāĻ• āϘāϟāύāĻžāϰ āĻ­āĻŋāϤāϰ⧇ āϕ⧋āύ āφāϏāϞ āϏāĻ¤ā§āϝ āϞ⧁āĻ•āĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āύ⧇āχāϤ⧋? āĻ“āϏāĻŽāĻžāύ āĻ—āύāĻŋ āĻŦāĻŋāĻļāĻŋāĻˇā§āϟ āĻŦ⧇āĻšāĻžāϞāĻž āĻŦāĻžāĻĻāĻ• āĻ“ āĻļāĻŋāĻ˛ā§āĻĒāĻĒāϤāĻŋāĨ¤ āφāϜāϕ⧇āϰ āĻāχ āĻ…āĻŦāĻ¸ā§āĻĨāĻžāύ āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻ…āύ⧇āĻ• āϏāĻ‚āĻ—ā§āϰāĻžāĻŽ āĻ•āϰ⧇ āĻ…āĻ°ā§āϜāύ āĻ•āϰ⧇āϛ⧇āύāĨ¤ āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āϝāĻ–āύ āĻŦāĻŋā§Ÿā§‡ āĻ•āϰ⧇āύ āϤāĻ–āύ āϤāĻžāρāϰ āĻŦ⧟āϏ āĻŽāĻžāĻ¤ā§āϰ āĻāϕ⧁āĻļ āĻ¸ā§āĻ¤ā§āϰ⧀āϰ āĻŦ⧟āϏ āĻĒāύ⧇āϰāĨ¤ āϤāĻ–āύ āϤāĻžāρāϰ āĻĻ⧁āĻ°ā§āĻĻāĻŋāύ āϚāϞāϛ⧇āĨ¤ āĻšāĻžāϤ⧇ āϟāĻžāĻ•āĻž-āĻĒ⧟āϏāĻž āύ⧇āχāĨ¤ āĻĒāϰ⧇āϰ āĻŦāĻžā§œāĻŋāϤ⧇ āφāĻļā§āϰāĻŋāϤāĨ¤ āύāĻžāύāĻžāύ āĻĻ⧁āσāĻ– āĻ•āĻˇā§āĻŸā§‡ āĻĻāĻŋāύ āϝāĻžāĻšā§āϛ⧇āĨ¤ āĻāĻŽāύ āϏāĻŽā§Ÿ āĻ•āύāϏāĻŋāĻ­ āĻ•āϰ⧇āύ āϤāĻžāρāϰ āĻ¸ā§āĻ¤ā§āϰ⧀āĨ¤ āύāϤ⧁āύ āĻļāĻŋāĻļ⧁āϕ⧇ āĻĒ⧃āĻĨāĻŋāĻŦā§€āϤ⧇ āφāύāĻž āĻŦā§‹āĻ•āĻžāĻŽāĻŋ āĻšāĻŦ⧇ āĻŦāĻŋāϧāĻžā§Ÿ āϤāĻžāϰāĻž āĻļāĻŋāĻļ⧁āϟāĻŋāϕ⧇ āύāĻˇā§āϟ āĻ•āϰ⧇ āĻĢ⧇āϞ⧇āύāĨ¤ āĻāĻ•āϏāĻŽā§Ÿ āĻ…āĻ°ā§āĻĨāĻ•āĻˇā§āϟ āĻĻā§‚āϰ āĻšāϞ⧇āĻ“ āϏāĻ¨ā§āϤāĻžāύ⧇āϰ āĻ…āĻ­āĻžāĻŦ āϤāĻžāρāĻĻ⧇āϰ āĻ°ā§Ÿā§‡āχ āϝāĻžā§ŸāĨ¤ āϤāĻžāρāϰ āĻ¸ā§āĻ¤ā§āϰ⧀āϰ āϏāĻ¨ā§āϤāĻžāύāϧāĻžāϰāϪ⧇āϰ āĻ•ā§āώāĻŽāϤāĻž āύāĻˇā§āϟ āĻšā§Ÿā§‡ āϝāĻžā§Ÿ āĻŦāĻŋāϧāĻžā§Ÿ āϤāĻžāϰāĻž āϏ⧇-āĻ…āĻ­āĻžāĻŦ āĻĒ⧁āϰāύ⧇ āĻāĻ•āϟāĻŋ āĻŦāĻžāĻšā§āϚāĻž āϛ⧇āϞ⧇ āĻĻāĻ¤ā§āϤāĻ• āĻ¨ā§‡ā§ŸāĨ¤ āφāĻļā§āϚāĻ°ā§āϝ⧇āϰ āĻŦā§āϝāĻžāĻĒāĻžāϰ āĻšāϞ āϤāĻ–āύ āϤāĻžāϰ āĻ¸ā§āĻ¤ā§āϰ⧀ āφāĻŦāĻžāϰāĻ“ āĻ•āύāϏāĻŋāĻ­ āĻ•āϰāϞ āĻāĻŦāĻ‚ āĻāĻ•āϟāĻŋ āĻĢ⧁āϟāĻĢ⧁āĻŸā§‡ āĻŽā§‡ā§Ÿā§‡ āϜāĻ¨ā§āĻŽ āύāĻŋāϞāĨ¤


āύ⧀āϞ āĻ…āĻĒāϰāĻžāϜāĻŋāϤāĻž (āĻšāĻžāĻ°ā§āĻĄāĻ•āĻ­āĻžāϰ)

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Brian's Winter

Fall came on with a softness, so that Brian didn't realize what was in store—a hard-spined north woods winteruntil it was nearly too late.

He had never thought he would be here this long. After the plane crash that marooned him in the wilderness he had lived day by day for fifty-four days, until he had found the survival pack in the plane. Then another thirty-five days through the northern summer, somehow living the same day-to-day pattern he had started just after the crash.

To be sure he was very busy. The emergency pack on the plane had given him a gun with fifty shells—a survival .22 rifle—a hunting knife with a compass in the handle, cooking pots and pans, a fork, spoon and knife, matches, two butane lighters, a sleeping bag and foam pad, a first-aid kit with scissors, a cap that said CESSNA, fishing line, lures, hooks and sinkers, and several packets of freeze-dried food. He tried to ration the food out but found it impossible, and within two weeks he had eaten it all, even the package of dried prunes-something he'd hated in his old life. They tasted like candy and were so good he ate the whole package in one sitting, The results were nearly as bad as when he'd glutted on the gut cherries when he first landed. 

 


Operation Ratanpur

Halda river flows on the village of Ratanpur. It's one of the important rivers in our country. This is the only river where is the only natural breeding place of the country. Senjuti lived there who was a student of class nine. It was a very peaceful village where Hindu, Buddhist and Muslim lived like a family. Students went to school like flock of birds; bunch of flowers. Farmers, day labours, small businessmen, rich men did not make any difference among them. Uncles of the neighbour would help the boys and girls as own son or daughter. There were no difference between neighbouring aunts and mothers.


American Gods: A Novel

A master of inventive fiction, Neil Gaiman delves into the murky depths where reality and imagination meet. Now in American Gods, he works his literary magic to extraordinary results. Shadow dreamed of nothing but leaving prison and starting a new life. But the day before his release, his wife and best friend are killed in an accident. On the plane home to the funeral, he meets Mr. Wednesday—a beguiling stranger who seems to know everything about him. A trickster and rogue, Mr. Wednesday offers Shadow a job as his bodyguard. With nowhere left to go, Shadow accepts, and soon learns that his role in Mr. Wednesday’s schemes will be far more dangerous and dark than he could have ever imagined. For beneath the placid surface of everyday life a war is being fought —and the prize is the very soul of America.


SACRED GAMES

Drawing on the best of Victorian fiction, mystery novels, Bollywood movies and Vikram Chandra's years of first-hand research on the streets of Mumbai, this novel reads like a pot boiling page-turner but resonates with the intelligence.


Confess: A Novel

At age twenty-one, Auburn Reed has already lost everything important to her. In her fight to rebuild her shattered life, she has her goals in sight and there is no room for mistakes. But when she walks into a Dallas art studio in search of a job, she doesn’t expect to find a deep attraction to the enigmatic artist who works there, Owen Gentry.


Milk and Honey

The book is divided into four chapters, and each chapter serves a different purpose. Deals with a different pain. Heals a different heartache. Milk and Honey takes readers through a journey of the most bitter moments in life and finds sweetness in them because there is sweetness everywhere if you are just willing to look.


Grant

Before the Civil War, Grant was flailing. His business ventures had ended dismally, and despite distinguished service in the Mexican War he ended up resigning from the army in disgrace amid recurring accusations of drunkenness. But in war, Grant began to realize his remarkable potential, soaring through the ranks of the Union army, prevailing at the battle of Shiloh and in the Vicksburg campaign, and ultimately defeating the legendary Confederate general Robert E. Lee. Along the way, Grant endeared himself to President Lincoln and became his most trusted general and the strategic genius of the war effort. Grant’s military fame translated into a two-term presidency, but one plagued by corruption scandals involving his closest staff members.