Results for i have found the one my soul loves translation from English to Tamil

i have found following resources:
கனிப்பொருட்குவை

they have found the guidance of their lord and will be successful.
இவர்கள் தாம் தங்கள் இறைவனின் நேர்வழியில் இருப்பவர்கள்; மேலும் இவர்களே வெற்றியாளர்கள்.

the one i can tell my soul to the one who can hate the person i do
நான் என் ஆத்மாவிடம் சொல்லக்கூடிய ஒன்று

you are in my heart and always in my thoughts and in my heart happy to have found the perfect man
நீங்கள் என் இதயத்தில் இருக்கிறீர்கள், எப்போதும் என் எண்ணங்களில் இருக்கிறீர்கள்

all i have to do is look into your esyed, and my heart know thatbyou're the one i was born fir. happy birthday,my love,my man,my lif
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i have found her and her people adoring the sun instead of allah, and the satan hath made their works fairseeming unto them, and hath barred them from the way, so they are not guided.
"அவளும், அவளுடைய சமூகத்தார்களும் அல்லாஹ்வையன்றி, சூரியனுக்கு ஸுஜூது செய்வதை நான் கண்டேன்; அவர்களுடைய (இத்தவறான) செயல்களை அவர்களுக்கு ஷைத்தான் அழகாகக் காண்பித்து, அவர்களை நேரான வழியிலிருந்து தடுத்துள்ளான்; ஆகவே அவர்கள் நேர்வழி பெறவில்லை.

"i have rewarded them this day for their patience and constancy: they are indeed the ones that have achieved bliss..."
நிச்சயமாக, அவர்கள் பொறுமையாய் இருந்ததற்காக அவர்களுக்கு நான் (அதற்குரிய) நற்கூலியைக் கொடுத்திருக்கின்றேன்; நிச்சயமாக அவர்களே வெற்றியாளர்கள்!"

but he was not long in coming, and he said: i have found out (a thing) that thou apprehendest not, and i come unto thee from sheba with sure tidings.
(இவ்வாறு கூறி) சிறிது நேரம் தாமதித்தார் அதற்குள் (ஹுது ஹுது வந்து) கூறிற்று "தாங்கள் அறியாத ஒரு விஷயத்தை நான் அறிந்து கொண்டேன். 'ஸபா'விலிருந்து உம்மிடம் உறுதியான செய்தியைக் கொண்டு வந்திருக்கிறேன்."

can we take some abstracts and wording and make a write up similar to the one i have made as per enclosed. also some photos which we will take from our lab.
தமிழ் மொழிபெயர்ப்பு ஆங்கிலம் பத்தி ஆன்லைன்

remember when the wife of 'imran said, "my lord, i have dedicated what is in my womb entirely to your service. so accept this from me. you are the one who hears and knows all."
இம்ரானின் மனைவி; "என் இரைவனே! என் கர்ப்பத்திலுள்ளதை உனக்கு முற்றிலும் அர்ப்பணிக்க நான் நிச்சயமாக நேர்ந்து கொள்கிறேன்;. எனவே (இதை) என்னிடமிருந்து நீ ஏற்றுக் கொள்வாயாக! நிச்சயமாக நீ யாவற்றையும் செவியுறுவோனாகவும், நன்கறிபவனாகவும் இருக்கின்றாய்" என்று கூறியதையும்.

i'm doing nothingi had been staying with a friend of mine, an artist and delightfully lazy fellow, at his cottage among the yorkshire fells, some ten miles from a railway-station; and as we had been fortunate enough to encounter a sudden spell of really warm weather, day after day we had set off in the morning, taken the nearest moorland track, climbed leisurely until we had reached somewhere about two thousand feet above sea-level, and had then spent long golden afternoon lying flat on our backs – doing nothing. there is no better lounging place than a moor. it is a kind of clean bare antechamber to heaven. beneath its apparent monotony that offers no immediate excitement, no absorbing drama of sound and colour, there is subtle variety in its slowly changing patterns of cloud and shadow and tinted horizons, sufficient to keep up a flicker of interest in the mind all day. with its velvety patches, no bigger than a drawing-room carpet, of fine moorland grass, its surfaces invite repose. its remoteness, its permanence, its old and sprawling indifference to man and his concerns, rest and cleanse the mind. all the noises of the world are drowned in the one monotonous cry of the curlew. day after day, then, found us full-stretched upon the moor, looking up at the sky or gazing dreamily at the distant horizon. it is not strictly true, of course, to say that we did absolutely nothing, for we smoked great quantities of tobacco, ate sandwiches and little sticks of chocolate, drank from the cold bubbling streams that spring up from nowhere, gurgle for a few score yards, then disappear again. occasionally we exchanged a remark to two. but we probably came as close to doing nothing as it is possible for two members of our race. we made nothing, not even any plans; not a single idea entered our heads; we did not even indulge in that genial boasting which is the usual pastime of two friendly males in conference. somewhere, far away, our friends and relatives were humming and bustling, shaping and contriving, planning, disputing, getting, spending; but we were gods, solidly occupied in doing nothing, our minds immaculate vacancies. but when our little hour of idling was done and we descended for the last time, as flushed as sunsets, we came down into this world of men and newspaper owners only to discover that we had just been denounced by mr gordon selfridge. when and where he had been denouncing us i do not know. nor do i know what hilarious company had invited and received his conferences. strange things happen at this season, when the unfamiliar sun ripens our eccentricities. it was only last year or the year before that some enterprising person who had organized a conducted tour to the continental arranged, as bait for the more intellectual holiday-makers, that a series if lectures should be given to the party by eminent authors at various places en route. the happy tourists set out, and their conductor was as good as his word, for behold – at the very first stopping-place dean inge gave them an address on the modern love of pleasure. but whether mr selfridge had been addressing a crowd of holiday-makers or a solemn conference of emporium owners, i do not know, but i do know that he said that he hated laziness more than anything else and held it the greatest of sins. i believe too that he delivered some judgment on persons who waste time, but i have forgotten his reasons and instances and, to be frank, would count it a disgraceful waste of time to discover again what they were. mr selfridge did not mention us by name, but it is hardly possible to doubt that he had us in mind throughout his attack on idleness. perhaps he had had a frantic vision of the pair of us lying flat on our backs on the moor, wasting time royally while the world’s work waited to be done, and, incidentally, to be afterwards bought and sold in mr selfridge’s store. i hope he had, for the sight should have done him good; we are a pleasing spectacle at any time, but when we are doing nothing it would do any man’s heart good to see us, even in the most fragmentary and baffling vision.
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