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Udita Goswami in Aksar (2006)
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athanasia-simp · 9 months
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MY FIRST DRAWING OF AKSAR!!! FINALLY LEARNING HOW TO DRAW MALE CHARACTERS. Also don't mind if he look feminine, I'm used to drawing female characters.
Obviously the drawing is not finish yet but here some ideas I had in mind for my oc, Aksar De Alger Obelia's apperance.
At first, I was planning to make Aksar like the male version of Athanasia but I thought that since Aksar was a warrior, a soldier, I thought he would be muscular.
He has tan skin colour because he work a lot in the sun, making his skin tan, unlike Athanasia.
Since he was sent to many wars (Yes, even in his second life he went to wars like his original timeline.) and do a lot of harsh training, I gave him a scar. I will make the backstory later.
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microlyric · 2 years
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मोहब्बत की Mohabbat Ke Song Lyrics– Aksar
मोहब्बत की Mohabbat Ke Song Lyrics– Aksar
Hello friends if you are Looking Mohabbat Ke song lyrics then you landed right place so don’t worry relaxed and enjoyed the Aksar movie all songs lyrics peacefully at one place. You can find and read this lyrics easily in any smartphone and Tablet such as Samsung, Motorola, Sony, Xiaomi, Vivo, Oppo, LG, Huawei, Asus, Lava, Micromax, iTel, Nokia, Oneplus, iphone, HTC and other devices. The Micro…
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suchananewsblog · 1 year
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Celina Jaitly reveals she was forced to leave Aksar by producers for signing Jawani Diwani with Emraan Hashmi: It was very disheartening - Times of India
Celina Jaitly never minces her words when it comes to speaking her mind. On Saturday, the actress confirmed that she was forced to leave the 2006 film Aksar by the producers as she had signed another film Jawani Diwani with her same co-star Emraan Hashmi in the same year. A Twitter user shared a throwback picture of Celina and Tara Sharma from the sets of Aksar and spoke about how it did not make…
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o-sahiba · 2 months
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Kabhi kabhi boht mann karta hai ki kuch likhun, magar jab likhne jao tab samjh hi nhi aata kya likhun, yun toh boht kuch hai bayaan karne ke liye, magar kuch bolne jao toh samjh hi nhi aata kahan se shuru karun. Kore kaagaz ko bass yun hi dekhte rehna ab aadat si ho gyi hai, alfaaz kaagaz takk pohnch toh nhi paate magar andar dafna kar rakhna bhi ek jurm sa lagta hai. Aisa jurm jiski sazaa sunane ke liye bhi shayad arse guzar jaayien aur darr lagta hai, darr lagta hai ki kahin un ankahe lafzoon ki kaid mein mere khwaab ek mujrim bann kar na reh jayien
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ralsthgs · 3 days
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Entah mana yang lebih menyeramkan, Hujan di Bulan Juni ataupun Hujan di Bulan Mei..? Hujan di Bulan Juni mengajarkanku untuk berhenti, sedang... Hujan di Bulan Mei mengajarkanku untuk memulai kembali apa yang sudah lama terhenti. Tapi yang pasti, tulisan ini bukan tentang hujan.
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sultraperdetik · 1 year
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Pihak Polresta Kendari Diduga Anti-Kritik terhadap Pemberitaan Kasus Pengelapan Andi Ady Aksar
SULTRA PERDETIK, – Polresta Kendari bersikap anti kritik terhadap pemberitaan media terkait penanganan kasus dugaan penggelapan oleh Ketua Umum Partai Gerindra Sulawesi Tenggara, Andi Ady Aksar. Pasalnya, beberapa tautan berita, termasuk dari kendarikita.com, dikirim ke grup WhatsApp Polresta Kendari “Warta Polresta Kendari” yang tiba-tiba dihapus oleh tim Humas Polresta Kendari. Ketika wartawan…
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inkandpaperstuff · 2 months
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Jawani ki umer aksar pasandida cheezon ki qurbani mangti hai.
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peaceishim · 2 months
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Mujhe aksar unhi cheezon ki khwahish hui hai
jo mujhse pohonch mei door hain,
jaise ki Chaand, jaise Woh.
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daughterofruins · 2 months
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Alright, here's another pov, and I'm not saying I'm great at this or something, but c'mon guys thoda acha toh mai bhi likhti hun:))
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POV: Manwa Lage
I never learnt classical dancing, but man did I love it, and that love made me participate in all these dance competitions in intra school level even if I was sure I ended up looking like a cow vibing to nursery rhymes.
With my jhumka set in place, I looked at myself one last time in the mirror. This was it. My first onstage performance after two years of no dancing.
Relax, breathe in and out. You've done this before. Remember, grace.
As soon as I stepped out of the greenroom and into the wings, waiting for my introduction, I knew something was wrong. There were far more people at the back of the hall then required, and I could see a dash of red and grey in the usual pool of white and blue skirts. Before I could give the commotion anymore thoughts, I could hear my name being called.
Right. Grace. Lets go!
As the music started wafting in the air, I allowed my body to softly move from side to side.
Ras bondiyan nayan piya ras rache
Dil dhad dhad dhake shor mache
As I tured around, all I could see was him. Him with his signature stupid smirk, except right now, when his lips were morphed into a smile, with surprise and admiration dripping from his honey brown eyes.
Yun dekh sekh sa lag jaaye
Mai jal jaun bas pyaar bache e e e e.
His eyes were following my movements with a certain...hunger in them, a deep longing embedded in them.
All logic failed me. My eyes were stuck on his. I couldn't, for the live of me, smile at my friends who had made it their personal mission to scream at every move and start a series of applause or my teachers who were as shocked as him, because me and dancing had been as faraway as fire and ice for the last two years.
Aise dore dale, kala jaadu naina kale
Tere mai havale aaja seene se lagale, o mai teraa
I knew I was messing up. Expression was a major criteria in the marking, and currently my eyes were set on certain honeybrown ones that refused to let go of the eye contact.
Oo dono dheeme dheeme chalein
Aaja dono aise milen
There. His smirk was back, his lips falling out of the smile as if it had never been there. Only the dimples still prominent, as though refusing to vanish without my closure. He cockily raised an eyebrow at me.
Zamin pe lage na tere na mere paanv reeeee
I snapped back into reality. This was it. I knew I was not going to win, but man I didnot want to lose because I was distracted, by him, nonetheless.
Manva lage, manva lage,
Lage re saanvre, lage re saanvre
Le tera hua jiya ka jiya ka jiya ka yeh ghav re.
As I did a final twirl, I could feel the push falling out. My left jhumka went for a toss, and landed somehwere with the audience and I was forced to exit the stage. I decided I would come back to look for my jhumka later. Other important concerns were bothering me.
As I exited the stage without looking back to check who was applauding and who wasn't, I was told to go back down to the hall and sit with the other contestants, except, I wasn't told that he would be sitting there.
Exiting the greenroom, I was about to enter the hall when a hand pulled me into the tiny corner adjacent to the hall, used for storing old practical files.
"Aakhir apne jhumke toh sambhal lo, is school ki responsibility baade mein sambhal lena"
There he stood in all his glory, his hand covering my lips in order to prevent me from screaming.
His hands reached for my clammy palms and softly, he dropped the jhumka in my hands. His touch was fleeting and gentle unlike his hands which were big and rough. I couldn't decide which of the two he thought were more fragile, the jhumka or my hand.
"Jhumka girane ka mujhe koi shauk nahi hai. Pata hota tumpe giregi toh mai ghumti hi nahi-"
Cutting me off he leaned closer and whispered,
"Aksar aise mauko pe log thank you bolte hai, lekin aapka pyara jatane ka tareka kuch alag hai, aur us hisab se mujhe thank you se kuch bohot zyada mila chuka hai. So thank you"
And he walked off, winking at me, leaving me with his lingering touch in my hands, and the ghost of his lips on my ears, stupidly making me wonder how they would feel on my neck, or worse, on my lips.
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peerzadafaizan · 1 month
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تیری کھائی ہوئی میرے سر کی جُھوٹی قسمیں، مُجھے اکثر بیمار رکھتی ہیں۔
Teri khayi hui mere sar ki jhooti qasmein, mujhe aksar bimar rakhti hain...
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Aksar (2006)
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athanasia-simp · 8 months
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Luca: Why did you let him go?
Aksar: BECAUSE SHITS GOT WEIRD! WE WERE FIGHTING. EVERYTHING WAS NORMAL AND THEN I PINNED HIM DOWN. SOMEHOW MY HANDS GOT AROUND HIS THROAT!
Luca: and?...
Aksar: And he said "Harder"
(Times taken: Aksar went to war. That guy was from his enemy side)
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microlyric · 2 years
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अक्सर ये होता है प्यार में Aksar Ye Hota Hai Pyar Mein Lyrics In Hindi- Jurm
अक्सर ये होता है प्यार में Aksar Ye Hota Hai Pyar Mein Lyrics In Hindi- Jurm
Hello friends if you are Looking Aksar Ye Hota Hai Pyar Mein song lyrics then you landed right place so don’t worry relaxed and enjoyed the Jurm movie all songs lyrics peacefully at one place. You can find and read this lyrics easily in any smartphone and Tablet such as Samsung, Motorola, Sony, Xiaomi, Vivo, Oppo, LG, Huawei, Asus, Lava, Micromax, iTel, Nokia, Oneplus, iphone, HTC and other…
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journalsofanaesthete · 9 months
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Khoobsurati to raston mein hoti hai, manzilein to aksar hasil hone ke baad aam hojati hain.
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o-sahiba · 11 months
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Aksar ek shaqs ko mohabbat ka ehsaas kisi teesre ke beech main aane se hota hai
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