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she is like my heart's throbbing
wo mere dil ki dharkan hai

spontaneous pain or throbbing while biting .
खाने के समय एकाएक दर्द या स्पंदन .

she was found to have a throbbing intermittent pulse .
उसकी नाड़ी की सविराम धड़कन हो रही थी

i'm happy because my heart is throbbing again
मैं हा

the expression of this profound compassion in his poetry reaches throbbing poignancy .
उनके काव्य में इस असीम करूणा के चरमोद्गगार मिलते हैं ।

the early symptoms gradually disappear to be followed by a severe throbbing headache .
प्रारंभिक लक्षणों के धीरे - धीरे समाप्त होते ही झनझनाहट वाला तेज सिर दर्द शुरू हो जाता है ।

far away from the madding crowd , it was a living symbol of throbbing , pulsating life .
शहर की भीड़ - भाड़ से दूर और प्राणवान् जीवन का धड़कता निशाना ।

her visual disturbance was associated with severe , throbbing headache with reeling of the head and nausea .
उसे दृष्टि बाध्यता सहित सिर में तीव्र पीड़ा के साथ मिचली हो रही थी

there is never a time or place for true love it happens accidentally in a heart bear in a single flashing throbbing moment
सच्चे प्यार के लिए कभी भी समय या स्थान नहीं होता है, यह एक चमकदार थ्रोबिंग पल में दिल के भालू में गलती से होता है

the throbbing awareness of this ecstatic proximity sounded within him like the impending thunder of an electricity - laden cloud .
इसी समीपता का पुलक - भरा स्पन्दन बिजली से आविष्ट मेघ की भाँति उसके हृदय में गडगडाने लगा ।

draws a working analogue clock composed of floating, throbbing bubbles. written by bernd paysan; 1999.
यह तैरती, धड़कती हुई बुलबुलों के द्वारा कार्यशील एनॉलॉग घड़ी बनाता है. बेर्नद पेसान द्वारा लिखा गया.

a living language is a throbbing , vital thing , ever changing , ever growing and mirroring the people who speak and write it .
. . . जिंदा भाषा में धड़कन होती है , वह ताकतवर होती है और वह हमेशा बदलती रहती है , उसमें विकास होता रहता है , जो लोग उसे बोलते और लिखते हैं वह उनकी तस्वीर होती है ।

all around are the shifting sands of imperma - nence , and in the midst of itall i feel in the throbbing of my heart the stillness of the infinite .
चारों ओर अनित्य भंगुरता ही छाई हुई है , और “ इन्हीं के बीच में अपने हृदय की धड़कनों में अनंत की शांति का अनुभव करता हूं ।

the motto of preet lari was the throbbing of a common heart , the tune of a love - song , are exhibited in the pages of preet lari , in which are stringed all the things .
प्रीत लड़ी का आदर्श वाक्य था एक सामान्य हृदय की धड़कन , एक प्रणय - गीत की धुन , 74 गुरबख्श सिंह प्रीत लड़ी के पृष्ठों में प्रदर्शित है , जिसमें सब चीजें तंतुयुक्त हैं ।

'what's wrong in allowing him to see' said rahul pecking kisses on her cheeks. 'i have not decided about it' she replied. 'how long will you take to decide about it' he said shuffling her hair with his hands. 'keep trying you may succeed' shot back his mother. hearing those words rahul was encouraged. lifting his hands he held his mother by her head and drawing her face closer to his, he kissed her squarely on her lips. shobha sizzled as he felt his hot lips on hers. unable to control anymore she drew his head and opening her mouth wide kissed him back. rahul was enchanted by this and in a reflex action he pushed his tongue deep inside her mouth and embraced his mother's body to his. shobha was stimulated by the passionate kiss and as rahul drew her up to his body, she tamely succumbed to his ministrations. her body was set on fire. rahul feeling her body shivering started to caress her back and bringing his hand under her arms he moved it over the side of her breasts. shobha moaned hard when she felt her son's hand trying to feel her breasts. she pressed her upper body to his completely, squashing her breasts over his chest. rahul could no longer put his hand on her breasts. he placed his hands over her shoulders and pushing her back he trust one of his hand on her chest. shobha moaned louder. her tongue slipped out and started to lick her son's lips. rahul felt possessed. he thrust his hand deep between his mother's chest. his hand felt the opening of his mother's nightie. his fingers started to fumble over her hooks and with great difficulty he managed to unhook two of them. as the flaps of his mother's nightie gave way, his fingers came in contact with the warm flesh of his mother's bosom. this aroused him. he dug his hand deeper till he could feel the silkiness of his mother's brassiere. this made his prick shot up. shobha's body too was throbbing in the heat of the passion. she lifted her body for a second to allow her son's hand to take possession of her breasts and as rahul slid his hand over the cup of her bra, she shuddered and wet her panties. rahul too was on the verge of shooting and as his mother allowed access to his hands to cup her bra his pecker shot up and when he felt his mother's body convulse in the heat of the passion he again jammed his lips on hers and cupping her breast over her bra he shot his load in his pants.
'what's wrong in allowing him to see' said rahul pecking kisses on her cheeks. 'i have not decided about it' she replied. 'how long will you take to decide about it' he said shuffling her hair with his hands. 'keep trying you may succeed' shot back his mother. hearing those words rahul was encouraged. lifting his hands he held his mother by her head and drawing her face closer to his, he kissed her squarely on her lips. shobha sizzled as he felt his hot lips on hers. unable to control anymore she drew his head and opening her mouth wide kissed him back. rahul was enchanted by this and in a reflex action he pushed his tongue deep inside her mouth and embraced his mother's body to his. shobha was stimulated by the passionate kiss and as rahul drew her up to his body, she tamely succumbed to his ministrations. her body was set on fire. rahul feeling her body shivering started to caress her back and bringing his hand under her arms he moved it over the side of her breasts. shobha moaned hard when she felt her son's hand trying to feel her breasts. she pressed her upper body to his completely, squashing her breasts over his chest. rahul could no longer put his hand on her breasts. he placed his hands over her shoulders and pushing her back he trust one of his hand on her chest. shobha moaned louder. her tongue slipped out and started to lick her son's lips. rahul felt possessed. he thrust his hand deep between his mother's chest. his hand felt the opening of his mother's nightie. his fingers started to fumble over her hooks and with great difficulty he managed to unhook two of them. as the flaps of his mother's nightie gave way, his fingers came in contact with the warm flesh of his mother's bosom. this aroused him. he dug his hand deeper till he could feel the silkiness of his mother's brassiere. this made his prick shot up. shobha's body too was throbbing in the heat of the passion. she lifted her body for a second to allow her son's hand to take possession of her breasts and as rahul slid his hand over the cup of her bra, she shuddered and wet her panties. rahul too was on the verge of shooting and as his mother allowed access to his hands to cup her bra his pecker shot up and when he felt his mother's body convulse in the heat of the passion he again jammed his lips on hers and cupping her breast over her bra he shot his load in his pants.