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i never thought i could lose them

Hindi

मैंने कभी नहीं सोचा था कि मैं तुम दोनों को खो सकता हूँ

Last Update: 2021-07-23
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i never thought i could loose you

Hindi

मैंने कभी नहीं सोचा था कि मैं आप दोनों को खो सकता हूं

Last Update: 2021-03-10
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i lose i never thought i lose both of you

Hindi

मैं हार गया मैंने कभी नहीं सोचा कि मैं आप दोनों को खो दुगि हूं

Last Update: 2020-06-06
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i thought you are someone i knew

Hindi

मुझे लगता है कि आप किसी ऐसे व्यक्ति हैं जिसे मैं जानता हूं कि मेरा मतलब नहीं था

Last Update: 2021-03-25
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i never thought i would like you smart beutiful river sensible frnd

Hindi

maine kabhi nhi socha tha ki mujhe aap jaisa beutiful smart nd samjhdaar frnd

Last Update: 2017-03-03
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i never thought i was a bad person i just thought i was the one good person living in the world of bad people

Hindi

मैंने कभी नहीं सोचा था कि मैं एक बुरा इंसान हूं, मुझे लगा कि मैं बुरे लोगों की दुनिया में रहने वाला एक अच्छा इंसान हूं

Last Update: 2021-07-13
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hello aarti, you are someone, i miss you very much to meet you once, if you take out time, then meet you once

Hindi

हैलो आरती आप केसी हो यार तुम्हारी बहुत याद आती है आपसे मिलना एक बार अगर टाइम निकालो तो एक बार मिल लो

Last Update: 2021-08-02
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i never thought i ' d end up in a place like this , he thought , as he leafed through the pages of a chemical journal .

Hindi

वह सोच रहा था , “ मुझे क्या मालूम था दस साल यूनिवर्सिटी में पढ़ने के बाद मुझे यहां आकर रहना पड़ेगा । ” उसके हाथों में रसायन - शास्त्र की कोई पत्रिका थी ।

Last Update: 2020-05-24
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i never thought i would be one of those people that dread birthdays, but it just feels like it's a reminder that i'm not where i want to be.

Hindi

मैं मैं उन लोगों में से एक होगा कभी नहीं सोचा था कि भय जन्मदिन, लेकिन यह सिर्फ मैं होना चाहता हूँ जहाँ मैं नहीं कर रहा हूँ कि एक अनुस्मारक है तरह लगता है.

Last Update: 2017-10-12
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my dear friend, i want you to note that i don't know you and i don't even know who you are or where you come from but the lord whom i serve is so loving and helpful as he never forget his own people i want you to know that i have been thinking of what to do over this funds for some period of years now simply because i know that the money is of no use to me any longer simply because of the stage at which my cancer has gotten. i am a very prayerful person and it was when i was praying sometimes ago that the lord revealed to me i don't know if i should call it a dream or a vision i was told that i should go into the world and bless the world with what the almighty god has used in blessing i and my late husband. the vision seems so terrific and i was so bothered that i had a day fasting and prayer over it and someone in my church then interpret the meaning of my dreams to me telling me that i am having something which is in need in the world and he want me to use it to bless the world and the person asked me to think very well because it is the voice of the lord that has spoken to me and all that.i searched myself very well and i get to remember that i am having the fund which i and my husband had labored for so many years and i contacted the security company as the beneficiary of the funds and i was confirmed the owner of the funds and am asked to come around and get it exactly when am ready to but i should made awareness of when i will be coming so that proper arrangement would be made then but it is a pity i cant go which you know. i had another dream which made me realize that i must not be in possession of the money and i should go into the world and look for someone in the world to distribute the funds in a godly manner. so i decided to search with the name related to a woman who took very good care of me when i was dump by my runaway parents. i was brought up in a motherless baby home and so i told my nurse to help me get an internet account after that i decided to search i got about 1065 profiles and i prayed over it and you know whats funny ? among all the profiles i chose it was yours that the lord has chosen to distribute this funds as a sacrifice from the lord to the world. it is a means of you been committed to the lord and this will make you move closer to him as well and i am very sure that he must certainly have a reason why he want you to do this on his behalf please be strong and have faith in yourself and in me and make me realize that you will do it just because i know you can do it and i see you doing it right among everyone else. hope i read from you soonest and please make sure that you never forget me in your prayers kindly get back to me thanks and god bless you and your household make a prayer over it and you will smell it around you the lord will not come down to call his own people he will send someone to you now he has sent me to you. god bless you abundantly..........in his riches..................amen

Hindi

मेरा एक और सपना था जिसने मुझे एहसास दिलाया कि मैं पैसे के कब्जे में नहीं होना चाहिए और मैं

Last Update: 2019-12-03
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we have crossed paths a million times but we never got to know each other. i knew who you were and you knew who i was. you would flash me a smile from time to time when we were at the same parties but i couldn’t stand you. you were such a nerd and one of those nerds who barely knew how to talk to people. i never interacted with you but i could tell. little did i know the next time we would run into each other it would be completely different. i was at a convention making an appearance and my boyfriend was losing his shit on me for all the attention i was getting and the men wanting photos, he flew into a jealous rage and i texted my friend because i needed a break. my friend was at a bar a few hotels over who was hanging out with a few of his buddies. when i got there i was not surprised to see you but not thrilled. we were all boozing it up and i caught you staring at my tits several times throughout the night. when things finally were winding down my friend asked if anyone had any room in their hotel room for me because i shouldn’t go back to my shitty boyfriend. you spoke up immediately saying you had a couch in your room. whatever. i agreed to go. anything was better than him and i was too drunk to care. i would just pass out and be done with it. when we got up to your room you made me another drink and sat with me on the couch. we actually had an ok time. you even made me laugh. what i didn’t realize was that you were making my drinks stronger and stronger until i was drinking pure whiskey. i also didn’t realize how handsy you were getting. your hand pushed against my pussy through my panties as you began to kiss my neck. i sighed and started to give in to you but i whispered “i have a boyfriend…” you bit my ear and whispered in it “but i would be a better boyfriend wouldn’t i?” i let out a sigh and nodded as my hips started to grind against your hand when you suddenly barked at me to stand up. i stood up slowly feeling like i could not deny you. “take of your dress” you instructed and i slipped it over my head and threw it on the floor revealing my white lace lingerie. you leaned forward and kissed my tummy and pulled down my panties and then unhooked my bra expertly. you motioned me to come to you and i straddled you on the couch and we had a hot makeout session. i was dripping all over you from grinding on you the entire time and you reached down and coated your fingers in my juices and shoved them in my mouth. an evil smile creeped upon your face as you shoved them deep into my throat until i was choking. i could feel your cock get harder beneath me as i choked on your fingers. “get on the floor on your knees” you commanded as you pulled your fingers out of my throat. i knew what you wanted and eagerly got down and unzipped your pants and took your cock into my mouth. i pulled all my tricks. i took you in as deep as possible and swirled my tongue around with expert precision. you grabbed me by hair and slammed my head down on your cock. “obviously i am going to have to teach you how to give head.” you said with a sigh. with a firm grip on my hair you used my head like a fleshlight as i choked and cried. i could hear you calling me names between choking which only made me cry more. my cries and chokes seemed to only make you harder and i finally felt your cock stiffening as if you were going to cum but right at that moment you yanked my head off. “pathetic little messy slut…” you said looking at me covered in tears and my own drool while i just starred at you shocked. you still had me by the hair as you stood up looking at me menacingly. you pulled my hair leading me to your bed and threw me face down and i instinctively arched my back presenting my pussy to you. “pathetic…” you said with a smirk i could almost hear. you aligned your cock with my pussy and then slowly slide it back and forth between my pussy and asshole. then you leaned forward and i let out a whimper in anticipation. “listen… i am going to give you choice. i am going to fill one of these holes and i will let you pick which one. your ass… dry.. or your sloppy little wet pussy” you whispered into my ear. “i’m not on birth control” i whined. “so in your ass?” you asked with a small laugh. i arched my back desperate to be fucked in my pussy and whimpered “my pussy please.” you plunged into my pussy and pounded me while alternating between pulling my hair, choking me, and pinching my tits hard. with each torment my pussy would clamp down on your cock and it drove you wild. i couldn’t handle it anymore and i exploded all over your cock as my orgasm rippled through my body. that also put you over the edge and you filled me with your cum and then collapsed on top of me. you whispered in my ear, “you are mine now…” i let out a sigh and said “yours…”

Hindi

yahoo english टैगलॉग का अनुवाद

Last Update: 2021-01-22
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you literally means the world to me . i love u beyond belief because u keep me happy everyday. i am the luckiest girl knowing that i have u . i can't believe that we've come this far and makes me so grateful having u by my side all the time . i miss u but never tells u . you're the sweetest ,most supportive , caring person . i have never met you type of person in my life. all the memories we've had so far have been a bliss and there are many more to come . you makes me laugh always in any situation u have ! i can always trust u .

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translate . " it is easy to say something is hard to do if you never trying doing it this saying hits home for me because there was a time i thought i could not play sports or thought that it would be a struggle because i had some problem with my feet. after beating myself up over not having the courage to try, my friends encouraged me to try out for basketball. when starting out it was a little hard to run and bounce the ball at the same time, it took even more energy and effort to shoot the ball. this did not help in keeping my spirit high. i felt defeated and stopped trying. while feeling bad about not being good right away i remembered what my mom told me “everything does not come easy, you have to work for it”. this made me feel better and i practiced every day after school until i learned how to play the game. now basketball is my favourite sport, if i had not tried it wouldn’t have been possible for me to brag about my accomplishments today. you will never know if you are good at it. confidence is the key when it comes to trying something new. don’t be a failure by thinking you cannot do something or not even try. when making a mistake, try harder the next time and it will eventually become easy. you will be very happy and pleased in yourself when you try to do something and succeed. when attempting to do something put in the effort so you can be the best at it. i have learned that not trying is worst than trying and failing. one day i saw a farmer who was going with his old donkey but suddenly the old donkey fell into the well . the farmer thought that the donkey was too old and therefore he decided to through the dirt into and bury him in the well. so he called all his neighbours to help. everybody started to through dust on him. the donkey started to cry loudly. but the old donkey got a terrific idea to save himself . when every shovel of dust which was landed into the well , he just shakes it up and step up. so when the farmer and his neighbors continues to through the dust , he just shakes it up and step up. atlast the donkey comes out with joyful face and the farmer was just astonished to see him. this incident teaches me : " never give up." i have so much to learn and will try my hardest to accomplish all my goals

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emerson said, toward the end of his writing career, "i have taught one doctrine, namely, the infinitude of the private man." that's why we begin our study of american transcendentalism with this essay. his basic philosophical faith (one shared by many americans) is that the ultimate source of truth is within ourselves. we recognize truth outside ourselves, in nature or in others, and the key word here is "recognize," even if only very dimly. we are often not "in touch" with ourselves or trust ourselves enough to find these truths and so must often depend on others, books, etc. to express it for us, but it is somehow within us. now, there's no particular empirical evidence for this; emerson is making a great intuitive leap of faith, and you either believe (because you've experienced it to some degree) or you don't. it is this concept of what some critics call the "imperial self" which lies at the heart of romanticism, both positively and negatively. however, this is not necessarily self-centered, because the truth which lies within is universal, shared and recognized by all (if they only knew it) and generated by self (god, over-soul, whatever). all we can really know is within us, but we must assume that other people have the same potential as we do--and assume that they do, in fact, exist (although you really can't prove it!) presumably, trusting oneself means much more than that; it means trusting that somehow or other we have an innate wisdom which is a projection of the god within, and that every person has that wisdom, although few have much access to it. those few we often call poets and prophets (but never politicians!) and we cherish the insights into our own truths that we glimpse through them. theoretically, then, to believe in our selves and our deep capacity to understand and recognize truths is to believe in every self, though we have no access to any other self besides us. practically it may be another matter, but emerson is a bit of an idealist and not terribly practical (we can't all be everything!) one characteristic of emerson's essays is the gaps he leaves the reader to fill (or to flounder in); it is probably their greatest strength (because you may personalize what you read) and greatest weakness (it can be confusing). for example, at the beginning of the essay he speaks of verses he has read which are original, but he does not tell you what those verses are. you have to imagine what "original" might be. his emphasis is not on these particular verses, or even the definition of originality in poetry, but a discussion on originality and recognizing your own ability to be original and not imitative. after all, he can't say what would be original for you, could he? but he wants you to imagine what that might be. this will happen repeatedly through the essay. try your best to fill those blanks in ways that make sense to you and your experience, and if you can't, ignore them and keep going. one problem you may find with this essay is that you feel that he is hitting you over the head with the same idea over and over, like a big hammer labeled "believe in yourself." i'm sure you wished to cry out, "ok ralphie, i've got it, i've got it!" he makes sure that you consider the implications of this idea in every way possible. it doesn't matter if there are gaps in what you understand; he'll catch up with you somewhere or other in the essay. a little overkill, perhaps. why? whom is he trying to convince? perhaps himself as well as his reader. but the message seems to be one that we all need, especially today when the ever-present media assaults us with ideas and images of how we should live and what we should believe. remember that we are reading this 150 years later or so. what seemed like a rather novel idea then has deteriorated into a cliche, embedded in just about every self-help "psychology" book in the local mall bookstore that you can find. it is hard for us to see the original force of this in 1838, when people felt far less secure about themselves, as individuals and as americans (whatever that was). in many ways, this is as much a cultural/intellectual declaration of independence as it is an exhortation to believe in yourself. its major power today is probably directed toward the younger reader, struggling with the very powerful forces toward conformity that seem endemic in american high schools. however, it also works in a class like this, where i am, in a sense, forcing you to express your ideas and not giving you such an easy way out as taking notes on what wisdom i might have to impart. emerson had his own personal reasons for writing this. he was deeply insecure in many ways (aren't we all?), and a rather revolutionary speech about religion that he delivered at the harvard divinity school about this time (asserting the doctrine of the god within) caused a tremendous uproar and criticism from people he respected. there would be no job for him at harvard! he had left the ministry a few years earlier and had lost his young wife to tuberculosis after 18 months of marriage. he didn't really have a career at that point; he just had the ideas he believed passionately and thought needed to be heard. he was involved in a very deep career crisis (which many of us can relate to). there simply was no way to earn a living doing what his heart told him that he must do--to write and to speak. except, as it turned out, there were ways to realize his dream, as long as he didn't lose his faith in himself. the rhetoric of this essay shows signs of his years in the pulpit; it's like he's demanding you to listen and to go out and act. but he may well be exhorting himself just as much as, if not more than, his readers. what he wanted to do--to establish himself a place as a writer and thinker--was extraordinarily difficult to do outside of an institution like the church or the university (so what else has changed!), and it would take all the nerve he could summon. and after all, he was no kid; he was 35 years old and counting. it all sounds so simple: just make up your mind to trust your deepest instincts and go for it! i know it isn't that simple--and in fact, so did emerson, and seeing the problems inherent in such a personally energizing idea kept him busy writing for some time. if you look carefully, you can see some awareness of this conflict in the essay, but it doesn't really blossom forth for a while. for one thing, he gives a lot of credit to innate goodness, and almost totally ignores the very crucial environmental shaping factors. he and his readers were raised in an extremely "moral" environment, and though they might rebel against church doctrine, they were deeply "indoctrinated" with those moral codes. this is not necessarily the case in the "murder capital of the world"! another problem is the extreme "masculinity" of the essay--one of his favorite words is "manliness." i can just visualize this very assertive and muscular male as an underlying ideal (was emerson insecure about that too? probably, since writers/thinkers/preachers were considered rather feminized by his society, unlike those competitive, money-making businessmen so idealized by his compatriots.) i don't believe that self-trust is a male-marked trait, although i suspect that he does believe it (though, bless his heart, he doesn't really know it!). i know, i'm reading this from my own perspective, but as emerson would say, isn't that the only way you can read? actually, i think you can try to place yourself in another context, but that must be a work of imagination to some degree (i can try, anyhow; i'll just substitute woman for man and you can do whatever you like!) emerson doesn't just keep preaching the same doctrine though, you may be relieved to hear, or at least not with the same simplistic fervour. there is a flip side to this: as exciting and energizing it may be to follow your deepest instincts and do/say what you think is right, it's also depressing to think that maybe all we can know is what is within us. in a sense, we may be imprisoned within our own perceptions and experiences, and can never really know what might be true. we can't even be sure if anyone or anything else exists, because all we can know is what's in our little individual heads. emerson will come to see this, as well as the many limitations on our power that are imposed by circumstances and environment, which he calls fate. he gets a lot more interesting when he confronts these conflicting forces. wouldn't it be nice if all we had to do is "trust ourselves" and follow our own stars? actually, it's rather amazing what people can accomplish if they do just that. however, that's not the whole story, and emerson knew it, especially after life dealt him a few more tough blows--like his beloved 5 year old son dying of scarlet fever. self-reliance can look like a pretty puny doctrine in light of a tragedy like that, but it did sustain him (although perhaps in a modified form).. so the important thing is not whether emerson is right or wrong here. he's both--and we are to draw from the essay what means the most to us. that's one reason it's written as it is. buried in there are sentences which strike right to the heart of readers, and suggest all kinds of possibilities for them. for example, many students trying to see their way ahead in life have found great comfort in this metaphor: the voyage of the best ship is a zigzag line of a hundred tacks. see the line from a sufficient distance, and it straightens itself to the average tendency. your genuine action will explain itself, and will explain your other genuine actions. you could interpret this in several ways. when you look at your life, especially when you are young, if you follow your "inner gyroscope" and do things and take courses that just "feel right," it might look to others (parents in particular) as if you just can't make up your mind and are zigzagging all over the place. the coherence will be an inner one, perhaps not even visible to you, but over time, it will probably make sense, just as you have to zigzag when sailing to reach a point most directly. one difference, of course, is that you (unlike the sailor) often haven't a clue where or what that "point" might be, and have to trust that by following your instincts and strengths, you'll actually reach some kind of point. i find that rather profound, as i look at my own life, and the decisions that i made that didn't make a lot of sense, perhaps, to others and seemed inconsistent, but that were in fact quite consistent with who i was and what i wanted to be, although i hadn't a clue what that might be (i never dreamed i'd end up teaching, etc.!) ok, that's my personal testimony (although i'll admit, i cruised past that passage when i was in college and needed to read it most)--you'll have your own, i imagine. if you'll be patient with emerson (and his vocabulary and greater reading knowledge), he is likely to speak very personally to you, if not on this reading then maybe on another. besides, just think of all the money you can save on those self-help books and therapy groups by going right to the source! ;

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आत्म स्वतंत्रता निबंध

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