Results for this is my life i will live my own ... translation from English to Tamil

there is no one who likes me in my life, i am a miserable person, my mind is very difficult, no one should disturb me that is my old memories
என் வாழ்க்கையில் என்னை விரும்பியவர்கள் யாரும் இல்லை நான் ஒரு துருதுஷ்ட சாலி மனசு ரொம்ப கஷ்டமா இருக்கு என்னை யாரும் தொந்தரவு செய்யாதீர்கள்

iam really sorry my bad behaviour with you you told me that don't touch me until you talk with anji but i took it as joke so this is my mistakes so please excuse me for once for all in my life time i will never repeat this type of blunder in my life iam physically and mentally drain for my mistake
मैं वास्तव में आपके साथ अपने बुरे व्यवहार से माफी चाहता हूं आपने मुझे बताया कि जब तक आप अंजी से बात नहीं करते तब तक मुझे छूएं लेकिन मैंने इसे मजाक के रूप में लिया, इसलिए यह मेरी गलतियों है इसलिए कृपया मुझे अपने जीवन के समय में एक बार क्षमा करें, मैं इसे कभी दोहराना नहीं चाहूंगा मेरे जीवन में गलती का प्रकार iam शारीरिक रूप से और मानसिक रूप से मेरी गलती के लिए निकालें

my bicycle has been stolen respected sir please find my bicycle it's cost expensive it stolen in gandhi nagar i saw the perso who stolen my cycle i will show the person who stolen my cycle i am brought from america sir this is my phone number 2354687916 if you find my cycle call to the number if you call to the number i will come at a minute because my house is very near to police station
my bicycle has been stolen respected sir please find my bicycle it's cost expensive it stolen in gandhi nagar i saw the perso who stolen my cycle i will show the person who stolen my cycle i am brought from america sir this is my phone number 2354687916 if you find my cycle call to the number if you call to the number i will come at a minute because my house is very near to police station

and when he saw the moon rising, he said, "this is my lord." but when it set, he said, "unless my lord guides me, i will surely be among the people gone astray."
பின்னர் சந்திரன் (பிரகாசத்துடன்) உதயமாவதைக் கண்டு, அவர், "இதுவே என் இறைவன்" என்று கூறினார். ஆனால் அது மறைந்த போது அவர், "என் இறைவன் எனக்கு நேர்வழி காட்டவில்லையானால், நான் நிச்சயமாக வழி தவறியவர்கள் கூட்டத்தில் (ஒருவனாக) ஆகிவிடுவேன்" என்று கூறினார்.

then, when he saw the moon rising, he said, “this is my lord.” but when it set, he said, “if my lord does not guide me, i will be one of the erring people.”
பின்னர் சந்திரன் (பிரகாசத்துடன்) உதயமாவதைக் கண்டு, அவர், "இதுவே என் இறைவன்" என்று கூறினார். ஆனால் அது மறைந்த போது அவர், "என் இறைவன் எனக்கு நேர்வழி காட்டவில்லையானால், நான் நிச்சயமாக வழி தவறியவர்கள் கூட்டத்தில் (ஒருவனாக) ஆகிவிடுவேன்" என்று கூறினார்.

every afternoon, as they were coming from school, the children used to go and play in the giant’s garden. it was a large lovely garden, with soft green grass. here and there over the grass stood beautiful flowers like stars, and there were twelve peach-trees that in the spring-time broke out into delicate blossoms of pink and pearl, and in the autumn bore rich fruit. the birds sat on the trees and sang so sweetly that the children used to stop their games in order to listen to them. “how happy we are here!” they cried to each other. one day the giant came back. he had been to visit his friend the cornish ogre, and had stayed with him for seven years. after the seven years were over he had said all that he had to say, for his conversation was limited, and he determined to return to his own castle. when he arrived he saw the children playing in the garden. “what are you doing here?” he cried in a very gruff voice, and the children ran away. “my own garden is my own garden,” said the giant, “any one can understand that, and i will allow nobody to play in it but myself,” so he built a high wall all round it, and put up a notice board. trespassers will be prosecuted he was a very selfish giant. the poor children had now nowhere to play. they tried to play on the road, but the road was very dusty and full of hard stones, and they did not like it. they used to wander round the high walls when their lessons were over, and talk about the beautiful garden inside. “how happy we were there,” they said to each other. then the spring came, and all over the country there were little blossoms and little birds. only in the garden of the selfish giant it was still winter. the birds did not care to sing in it as there were no children, and the trees forgot to blossom. once a beautiful flower put its head out from the grass, but when it saw the notice board it was so sorry for the children that it slipped back into the ground again, and went off to sleep. the only people who were pleased were the snow and the frost. “spring has forgotten this garden,” they cried, “so we will live here all the year round.” the snow covered up the grass with her great white cloak, and the forest painted all the trees silver. then they invited the north wind to stay with them, and he came. he was wrapped in furs, and he roared all day about the garden, and blew the chimney-pots down. “this is a delightful spot,” he said, “we must ask the hail on a visit.” so the hail came. every day for three hours he rattled on the roof of the castle till he broke most of the slates, and then he ran round and round the garden as fast as he could go. he was dresse
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