#aur ye ba to ba hi hai

[torturedpoettsv]

no personal hate to anyone but ye jo log hai jo apne insta bio mai ‘कट्टर हिंदू’, ‘जय श्री राम’, etc etc. likhte hai, agar inse Ramayan, Mahabharat, Bhagwad Geeta- se kuch pooch liya jaye to shayad silence ya fir faltu bakwaas/arguments ke alawa aur kuch nhi hoga batane ko

[delicatetaysversion]

I FAINTED BECAUSE OF LOW BLOOD PRESSURE?????? LMAO

[ramayantika]

Bhai par sach kahun tumblr insta se thode din durr rehke ekdam maja aagya clarity mil gayi ki sab moh maya hai nafrat sab karte rehte hai koyi acha bura nahi hai mein tumse agree nahi karti tum meko gaali doge vice versa toh bas bhai tum apna khao piyo sapne pura karo khud pe focus karo parivar maa baap dost bhai bandhu se pyaar karo aur actually aisa kaam karo ki jisse khushi mile aur tumhe budhape mein marrte vakt regret na rahe bas yeh hai ache se rahe bhagwan pe agar manyata hai toh unki puja karo bhakti mein leen rehke karm karo aur agar nahi maante toh apne karm karo jo karna hai phir ek din marr jaoge toh aise marro ki kuch jeevan jine layak vali mrityu hai baki kuch nahi rakha hai

[hum-suffer]

To everyone who feels down,

प्रेम भेज रही हूं

Le lo bohot sa!!!!!!!

[highonchaii04]

Self development k chakkar mein logon ko zindagi se nikaala

Nah development hua na hi log bache

[phuljari]

social media au! part 3

summary : khushi is a model and influencer; arnav just seems to stumble upon her profile one day— not so much by accident. (or what if khushi fell in love at first sight?)

warnings : just some hindi/hinglish, cussing in both languages. deliberate typos. online stalker!shyam. ghosting

a/n : i am...trying something new (by using the word prompts) #IPK 13th Anniversary Fiesta @arshifiesta

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anjaliiiii.r Pooja ki thal vakai me tayyar thi @/nandiii !

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nandiii Haan di, mujhe toh laga aap khazaam kar rahe the lekin aapne toh mere liye kutta bhi liya tha diiiiii, thank you so so much😭😭😭

⤷aakash_r NK bhai "khazaam" nahi "mazaak"

⤷aakash_r Aur woh "kurta" hai "kutta" nahi

⤷nandiii Aakash tumhe kisi ne nai bola gaand adane

⤷arnavsinghraizada NK! (comment deleted)

⤷nandiii i meant *taang nannav, tum bhi na

⤷anjaliiiii.r Chotte tum toh rehne do, humne aur kharab chize suni hai tumhare muh se (comment deleted)

mahendrarudrapratapsinghraizada E sab ki kaa zarurat rahi anjali bitiya *smh*

⤷hellohibyebye kaahe nahi? aur e *smh* ka hai haan?

⤷mahendrarudrapratapsinghraizada shake my head

⤷hellohibyebye shakiya liye ho toh meaningwa bhi bata dete 😒

gulabo_devyani Aap. Kaa. Ee Ghar ma Swag.at hai

hari_prakash THaal humne sajayiee 🪔

user1 beautiful family

⤷user2 is he related to ASR?

⤷user3 he's an australian actor

iMessage

Arnav: Di Instagram pe toh mujhe "chotte" karke mat bulao!

Anjali: Kyun? Chotte?😂

Arnav: Di please wo comment delete karo

Anjali: Aisa toh kya ho gaya chotte?

Arnav: Di aapko pata hai meri wajah se kitne log aapko bhi follow karte hai

Arnav: Unko aisi comments dikhegi toh kaisa lagega

Anjali: Theek hai! Hum karenge agar tum bhi karoge

Arnav: Fine! Done! Ab khush?

Anjali: Haan... bohot KHUSHI hui chotte 😂😂

seen

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divalavanya Some of us were working while others were having date nights 😒 @/thekhushigupta

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shyamjha khushiji kya ye sach hai

⤷shyamjha bataye khushiji @/thekhushigupta @/titalya_k

hari_prakash yzxcv----000000000

⤷user1 snd bubs

user2 lavanya where is your beautiful face?

thekhushigupta shhh 🤫

⤷payaliyaaa Khushi??

⤷guptagarima Khajur khai ho kaa Khushi? Hum bheje kya tumhare liye?

user3 what's that camera model?

titalya_k

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titalya_k did i mention that i love jalebis?

#foodlover #foodie #eatingmyfeelingsaway #lostinareverie

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payaliyaaa Haan sabko pata hai!

⤷titaliya_k 👀

divalavanya Your gol gol baatein and gol gol jalebis 😵‍💫

guptagarima Khushi kitni baar bola hai bahar ka mat khaya kar! Sunti nahi hai bilkul

shyamjha khushiji bas ek baar aap humare messages padh lijiye

iMessage

Khushi: gol gol baatein kya?

Lavanya: Kya?

Lavanya: Oh

Lavanya: You didn't say what happened post ~sliding into his dm's~

Khushi: so

Khushi: i clearly didn't take your advice and

Khushi: i should've listened to you 😔

Lavanya: Babee😔😔

Khushi: he agreed to go out with me and i was so excited

Lavanya: Uh oh

Khushi: but then i found out that his cousin was in town and he was just trying to avoid him 😭

Lavanya: That's... not good

Khushi: and he said he's excited for our collaboration and it was really nice to get to know each other before we start working together 😭

Lavanya: 😶

Khushi: 😭😭😭

Lavanya: Babe don't stress eat please, you know that sugar isn't good for you right?

Khushi: .....

Khushi: don't take away my only coping mechanism😔

(1) new messages from arnavsinghraizada

arnavsinghraizada: So you love jalebis?

seen

(2) new messages from arnavsinghraizada

arnavsinghraizada: You know that I can see that you've left me on seen right?

arnavsinghraizada: And it is usually me who leaves people on seen

thekhushigupta: who doesn't?

arnavsinghraizada: ??

thekhushigupta: who doesn't love jalebis?

thekhushigupta: wait

thekhushigupta: pls don't tell me you're one of those freaks who doesn't eat jalebis??

thekhushigupta: sorry i cannot continue working at a place where my values are mismatched

arnavsinghraizada: I don't eat jalebis and...you haven't started work yet

thekhushigupta: and i wont??? wdym you don't eat jalebis?

arnavsinghraizada: Don't worry. I'm not one of those freaks who hates jalebis.

arnavsinghraizada: I have diabetes

arnavsinghraizada: So I can't

thekhushigupta: oh, i'm sorry

thekhushigupta: makes sense

arnavsinghraizada: What?

thekhushigupta: you don't eat sweets so how can you even talk sweetly?

arnavsinghraizada: What the-

thekhushigupta: ngl i thought you were too good to be true, i should've known

arnavsinghraizada: Known what?

seen

iMessage

Arnav: Aakash

Aakash: Yes bhai?

Arnav: What does it mean if someone leaves you on seen?

Aakash: 🤣🤣🤣

Arnav: 😒

Aakash: Bhai, it means you got ghosted!

Arnav: Huh?

Aakash: It means she doesn't want to talk to you anymore

Arnav: But why?

Arnav: Wait! How did you know "she" doesn't want to talk to me?

Aakash: 🫢

Arnav: Di told you???

Aakash: Everyone was asking where you were...

Arnav: Wtf does everybody know???

Aakash: We didn't know it was hush-hush

Arnav: It wasn't

Arnav: Tell me NK doesn't know

Aakash: 😶

Arnav: Fuck

Aakash: Kya farq padta hai bhai?

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Arnav: DI!

Anjali: Kya hua chotte, chilla kyu rahe ho?

Arnav: Aapne Khushi ke baare me sabko bata diya?

Anjali: Nahi batana tha kya?

Arnav: Aapko pata toh hai di

Anjali: Kya?

Arnav: Nevermind

Anjali: Naniji puch rahi hai ki Instagram pe @/thekhushigupta hai unke saath tum gaye the kal bahar

Arnav: Haan

Arnav: WAIT NO

Anjali: Too late chotte 😂

Arnav: 😠

Anjali: 😂😂😂

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thekhushigupta well, at least the outfit slapped (I couldn't)

#aboutlastnight

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usershyam khushiji aap bilkul apsara lag rahi hai

theshyamjha khushiji pls call me, humne aapko apna number bheja hai dm mein

shyamjha khushiji hume pata hai aap kaha rehti hain

gulabo_devyani Toh e pasand. rahi . chotte ki Anjali bitiya

⤷hari_prakash Ji nani ji, abhi bula ke laaye

anjaliiiii.r Khoobsurat 💖

hellohibyebye e ka pehni ho?? phati saree???

⤷nandiii It's the new fashion mausi ji 😌

arnavsinghraizada Interesting choice of words

⤷thekhushigupta 😏

TBC

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[hi-avathisside]

Guys I have so much to tell you. LIKE so much to tell you.

(not proofread, will read it later lekin mujhe batana tha yeh sab)

Gup-chup baatein, tumhari aur meri . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

So, finally, mera aur uska program ban gaya. Paper tha aur phir hum ghar saath main ghoomte phirte vaapis aane waale the. aur paper ho raha tha na aur him baithe the, toh woh mere poeeche baithi thi aur jab mera paper ho gaya toh maine peeche mudkar dekha aur woh itni sundar lag rahi thi itna bada haaayeeee nikla na mere dil se ki haaye itna khoobsoorat koi kaise ho sakta hai, uske baal khule, uski aankhein paper par aur meri uss par aur uska woh golden chashma jaise uski aakhon ki chamak ke saamne feeka pad raha ho. jaise qoh uski aankhon par ek sundar taaj ki tarah ho, jaise chaand ke asspaas taarein, jaise chaand aur yeh samaan. Hum uske baad paper khatam hone ke baad neeche khade ho kar baat kar hi rahe the ki usne kaha chale? mera muh dekh kar woh samajh gayi ki abhi mujhe nahi jaana, usne kaha haan haan thik hai ruk jaate hain. main hasne lagi. maine kaha ab kya karun mujhe tujhse itni saari baatein karni hai, usne kaha baatein tkh mujhe bhi bohot karni hai lekin tu itna muskura kyon rahi hai aaj hm? ab main usse kya bataun ki muskurahat ki wajah woh, zindagi main khushi ki wajah woh, ye baadal aur yeh baarish yeh halki halki si dhoop joh meethi lagti hai, yeh thandi hawa joh badan ko lagti hai, uska haath mere haath main, aur mere yeh laal gaal, aur chehre par muskurahat sabki wajah wahi toh hai. toh ohir maine kaha ab main kya karu main toh tujhse baat karne ke liye bohot excited hoon. ab min tujhe jitna pyaar karti hoon utna tu mujhe nahi karti, himesha one sided love :'( aur phir woh apna sar hilakar boli draamebaaz kahin ki aur phir hum donon hass diye. Kich der baad hum pohonche, aur khoob baatein kari. mera phone aa rhaa tha aur mujhse woh swipe up nahi ho raha tha, woh phoen baje jaa raha aur main usse uthaane ki koshish kar rahi thi, maine uski taraf dekha aur ohir phone ki aur hum donon khoob zor se hasne lage. phone utha liya baad main vaise maine. uske 2nd floor par itni achhi hawa chal rahi thi. aur humne kich pictures khinchi. Uske saath achha lag raha tha. Shaant lag raha tha. Aur phir humne aas paas jagah ghumi thodi si, ghumein ek saath, aur phir usne mujhse poocha tere phone ka password kya hai? aur maine usse bata diya kyonki usne phone pakad rakha tha aur usse mera wallpaper dekhna tha. aur ab realise ho raha hai ki maine usse apna password aise hi bata diya, bejhijhak aur main usse batana chahti thi. main usse apne baarein sab kuch batana chahti hoon. auruska sab kuch jaanna chahti hoon. aur phir kya, waapis ghar aagaye kyonki usne keh diya ki ab ghar chalte hain main thak gayi hoon, toh maine kaha haan thik hai, kyonki jaana main toh kabhi bhi tumhare saath ya tumse thak nahi sakti. maine usse bola ki ghar pohonch kar message kar diyo aur usne kaha tu bhi, aur muskuraayi. aur mera dil maano udd hi gaya. Bas aur kya, thoda sa pyaar aur ho gaya. Usse itni tez gale laagaane ka mann hua na, aur abhi do ghante bhi nahi hue hain lekin uski itni yaad aa rahi hai.

Duniya main jitna pyaar hoga na, mujhe tumse usse shayad thoda zyada hi hoga.

[qalbofnight]

Agar aap mard hain to yaha likhi hui baaton ko kahani , kisi novel ka hissa ,ya chand lines ke bajaye ek Amal ke taur pe tasleem kariyega agar aap aurat hain to yaha likhi baaton ko ek kadi naseehat samajhiyega ,

Aaj hmare ghr ek janab tashreef farmate Chand ghadiyan guzarne ke baad baaton baaton mein vo ye batate hai ki unke peshey (profession) ke barey mein unki biwi ko koi khabar nahin mohtarma ko nahin pata ki janab kya karte hain halaki unka pesha koi sharmindagi haram kaam se juda huwa nahi lekin bas janab ne zaruri nahin smjha ,

Meri ammi ki shadi kam umr mein hui amtaur pe us zamaney mein shadiyan jse huwa karti thi mere baba meri maa se umr mein kaafi badey the

Maine us waqt ghaur kiya ki meri maa ne shadi k baad graduation complete kiya baba ne ammi ko post-graduation ke liye bhi push kiya jabki unka koi dil nahin tha lekin baba ki koshishon se, sath se aur sabse badi baat apsi discussions se unki magazines, newspapers ,politics aur education mein dilchaspi badhi aur ammi ne pg k sath sath diploma bhi liya ,

hmare baba ka school tha jisko chalane me ammi ne Shana ba Shana 30 saal tak sath diya,

Lekin phir bhi kabhi apni maa ko baba se oonchi awazon mein baat krte nahin suna , na mere baba ne kbhi Aisa Kiya , meri maa kbhi mere baba ke dosto k samne ni gyi, hm 3 betiyon ko har cheez se parey tarjeeh aur taleem di ,

Aj chand mahino pehle mere papa ko brain hammeroage ho gya jis wajah se bistar pe paralyzed hain hmara school band hone ki kagar pe tha kyunki koi ladka uska waris ni logo ne baate bnani shuru kar di vo school hmari amdani ka eklauta zariya tha har shakhs ko yahi laga ki ye school band ho jyega, baba k bimar hone k bad insan ki shkl mein bhediyon ki nazrein hmari choti si family pe tik gyi lekin meri maa us saf me a k khadi ho gyi jaha mere baba khadey hote the unhone school ka management apne hath me liya aur kaha ki sabkuch wse hi continue hoga jse baba karte the, alhamdulillah hm us pareshani se bahar a gye ,

Meri ye Amal o naseehat un mardo k liye hai jo apni biwiyon aur behno ko ye samajhte ki iska hmare buisness me kya kaam, "tum kya jaan ke karogi"

" Tmhe kaha smjh ayega " agar mere baba ne 30 saal pehle ye bol k meri maa ko gharelu aurat k nam pe dayrw mein bandh diya hota to aaj shyd hum badtareen halaton ka samna kar rahe the ,

Ummed hai ki aapne ye padha hai to zindagi me iska

Amal zarur krengey ,

Ye baatein sochti hoon to lagta hai ki aurat bhi badey hi shafaqat aur classy tareeke se apne mazhabi dayron ko ikhtiyar kar ke bhi independent ban sakti hai ba shart uska baap o shauhar ek ache sathi ho

mainey ye isliye likha kyunki mjhse ehsas hua ki duniya ke kisi koney me, kisi blog mein kisi site pe ,kisi panney pe ye baat likhi honi chahiye.

[ipkkndlovescenes]

Gadbad...or attraction/P3

Nothing will be the same...

Read Part 2 Here

“But the second she opened her eyes and looked at me, I knew. She was either going to be the death of me . . . or she was going to be the one who finally brought me back to life.”― Colleen Hoover

Arnav returns the dupatta to Khushi, and both are caught in an intense moment that heightened their intimate sense. . a true one which always gets alert in the vicinity of the opposite soul who is meant to be the reason for your existence and the tempo of your heartbeat. It sounds scientific that eye contact is the most intimacy two people can ever have — forget physical contact — because the optic nerve is technically an extension of the brain. When two people look into each other’s eyes, it’s brain-to-brain. Intimacy with another person deepens your closeness and connection with yourself. The person you share an intimate relationship with becomes a sort of mirror that reflects back to the elements of who you are that can’t be discovered without them.

Just remember, Arnav and Khushi have no relationship at this point, yet their souls seek what their hearts speak. The moment's heat and intensity could be felt through their eyes, her abrupt breathing, and his gulping down her actions slowly and mesmerizingly. He has to remove his jacket and reach for the water to gulp down to cool these burning thoughts. Dupatta proved a wanton layer to wrap them in a vortex of yearning, pinning them down with challenges, clashing with the needs of hearts, and a mixture of all turned the heat on within them, a very natural and smooth yet tremulous clash of intimacy between a woman and a man. His taking his jacket off symbolizes his removal from that vortex that was gulping him down. He reached the cooler where she was already there. Both get connected with their hands outstretched…

She withdraws her hand. He takes the water and drinks it first, provoking her further. He offers her water which she refuses "humain nahi chahiye!" I don't want it...

That piques his anger, and he glares at her… Seeing her audacity! Her provocative nature of self resilient. He still says nothing, trying to hold his anger and frustration, but Khushi had enough. It seems like water was not enough to put this fire off. Well, water always enrages fire first before bringing it down.

She provokes him further without looking at him, and dares him…

In return for his glare,Khushi, "aise kya deckh rahai hain aap, gussa aah raha hai to nikaal dijiye, jaise aap hamesha karte hain "tord dijiye kisi cheez ko jaise apne hamara phone torda tha'.laghe haaton ye darwaza bhi tord dijiye, kyun keh hum yahan se nikalna chahte hain, sab kucch tord dijiye!"

(Why are you looking at me like that,if you are angry the break something just like you broke my phone,and at the same time break this door too because I want to get away from here.) Khushi despises him in all matters today.

Oh, she wants him to get angry as his "Chup" is bothering her too because his softness is creating unbearable havoc inside her and she is way too scared of these raging emotions.

and that hits the bull's eye.

ASR BG score is on'ASR,and he moves like a hawk... "haan tord dunga (yes I'll break everything)" He flares at her by throwing the cup "Eik eik cheez tordta rahung taakeh har tootne wali cheez se tumhare kaan khulain, aur tum meri baat suno (I will keep breaking things so with each breaking thing your ears will open and you will be ready to listen to what I have to say)" .You can hear his agony and desolation in his voice regardless of his anger. Hats off to Barun...👏

Desperation and frustration at their peak on both sides, he has to make her listen to him, and she resists, yet tension with her heaving chest is so much visible. He moves forward, she moves backwards, and the air between them sizzles.

The argument is changing its course now with intensifying exchange of dialogues between both. Khushi, "hum kuchh suna nahin chahte, hamain bas yahan se bahaar nikkalna hai"(I don't want to hear anything .I want to get out of it)

Arnav, "Tum sunogi"(You will hear),He slams the box and makes her more scared, but he is frustrated within his heart too...this girl is damn doing things to him no one else dared yet...

Khushi, "humain bahar jana hai"'(I want to go out)

Arnav, "Mein keh raha hoon'"(I am saying')

Khushi, "humain bahar jana hai'"(I just want to go out)

Arnav, "Khushi mein tumse baat kar raha hoon, tum meri taraf..."( I am talking to you Khushi look at me)

Khushi, "Pahele aap darwaza khol dijiye"(First open the door).

Something snaps, he wants her to feel comfortable, he can read her distress, he can feel it ...He retreats, banging the box again and turns to break the door. After breaking that he turns with rage ,"Ab sunogi ( will you listen to me now)?"

****** He can't see her in distress, and he sees her in pain as the door is closed, to ease her pain he slams the door. Even in his anger, he has concerns for her which she can see too.************

When she asks him I want to get out of here ...yes, she is referring to getting out of his thoughts as these new rising emotions are making her so scared and suffocated. She can't take it anymore. She wants to get out of here, goes away from him, this place. She wasn't feeling the same and that was damn sure now...as she can feel it in her core, a very strange and unknown yet dangerous feeling that was making her weak every moment, damn weak in front of Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada...

[heruntoldfeelingss]

Ye mohabbat srif mohabbat ki hadd tak kyu nahi rehti? Ek junoon aur pagalpan mei kyu tabdeel hone lagti hai. Waqt k saath samundar si gehri hoti jaati hai lekin apne saath ek darr bhi lekar aati hai- jisse mohabbat hai usey khoney ka darr. Ye darr insaan ko andhar hi andhar khaaye jaata hai. Khush nahi rehne deta. Pehle toh jo mila nahi usey paane ki Tamanna, mil jaaye toh kuch waqt ka jashn aur fir usey khone ka darr. Ye uljhan Khatam kyu nahi hoti. Mei kyu bhaagte rahu Iss sawaal k peeche k koi Mera puri tarah hua ya nahi hua? Aur gar hogaya hai toh kya Mera hi Rahega taa umr? Kyu kisiko paa kar bhi mei pura apna nahi bana sakti aur gar vo mere apne ho bhi jaaye toh usey khone k darr se mei kyun pareshaan rehti hoon. Mere bass mei toh nahi hai na wafayein saamne waale ki, bas ek ye dil hai jo ghabrata hai. Bechain rehta hai. Karwatein badalta rehta hai. Sau sawal karta hai. Apno ko khoney se darta hai.

[delicatetaysversion]

i helped my little cousin sister solve so many sums hello i love being an elder sister for once

[aurkitnarulaoge]

The main reason my marks go 📉📉📉 and why idc anymore.

Warning: Rant ahead may be biased.

No, no, you've got a point!

Mere 40-50 percentage/marks hai to I am not 'trying hard' and I need to study for my future.

I am like yes yes point but toh

Mere 80-90+ hai percentage/marks to wo to expected hi tha?

And I am like, what should I get validation from now? Ab tak aap bolte the ki ye laake denge agar A+ wo khareed denge if 90%+ but now If I'm already nalayak then let me do that properly

"Maine duniya se taane sunne hi hai to do insaano ke aur sahi"

My mentality spirals down to degrading myself, and I start thinking like

"arey yarr beta hoti to 45 mein party dete par beti hu to 75 expected hote hai lol let me just reincarnate myself waise bhi concept to hai hindu texts mein LETS FCKING APPLY IT—"

Agar koi mujhe puch lega then I'll be like 'oh mere to 45' but if they don't make fun of me then I'll question my whole existence like

"I did well? I know I did but why are you acknowledging my efforts?? My marks— LOOK AT MY FCKING MARKS—"

Aur agar galati se bhi sharmaji ki wife ke saath baat ho gai to to bas khatam

The whole convo is just "but my daughter was toh ill na" "but my daughter toh couldn't focus na for _ reason"

Bro your daughter toh didn't study enough na? She toh wasn't paying attention to her future na? She was toh having an existantial while writing her paper na!

Why would you lie?

Sharmaji kya sochenge?

Bro mere thodina chacha fufa lagte hai sharmaji? Aur wo jo bhi bole soche hage— mujhe kya!?

I did my best! Ab ek irresponsible khadoos teacher, ek ganda paper, sab question out-of-teaching, toh bro... I can't help it.

Okay, main bhi admit karti hoon ki I fell short with the 'mehnat'.

But you all don't see that you fell short with the mutual understanding or teaching me calmly why I was wrong.

Arrey mera bas chalta to mar jati pr 10th ke baad na padhti lekin ladki hu to market value to badhani padegi na (get it? no?)

Market Value of a Girl Child:

Desily bole toh 'ladkiyon ke bhaav'. Yknow the loafers who rate girls that walk by? Basically that but make it marriage selection process, work related stuff

Arey ye toh kaali hai (but she earns a 50000). Arey ye toh married hai (but she's equal to your entire team of bhondu men). Arey she doesn't know how to cook (job kar sakti hai to khana banana to seekh hi legi).

I'm so fed up like i want to tell people to shove my papers up their ass and let me have a break where I do not worry about pending work, my skin, or maintaining my body shape— where I live for myself and my talents.

[paneerlajwanti]

*clangs bowl* heeramandi review gogo styles pls uparwala bhala karega

love being a hater (brainrot) with an inkling for the arts

sonakshi is practically the only thing keeping it together. i continued past episode one because she raised one eyebrow aur meri patloon dheeli ho gayi. the grace and fierce screen presence she has is absolutely amazing. im so so so here for sonakshi sinha dark grey role that plays to her strengths. bandi me kya bawaal machaya

bhansali chacha apne niece ko dhang se direction karein bas yahi khwaish hai meri. my god she has the exact same expression for every single life event (and this show has SO MANY fucking things happening. she really has an ipad face good lord. matlab poker face for everything? and i thought slb was a perfectionist of a 100 takes.

manisha koirala is an absolute dagger in a gorgeous sheath. sirf uska character actually sochke likha hai, like not just with short term, immediate gratification.

aditi my ex-roman empire.... girlie she finally did more than a pretty face and im feeling so vindicated. why doesn't she do more of this ughhhh. im so here for richa chaddha ka cameo. kya dhamaka mast. beautiful beautiful beautiful!!!

slb really loves to flaunt his knowledge and expertise in the realm of aesthetics, but even that feels very umbrella like. if you're doing pre-independence era, there's like SO much to world building (the concrete infrastructural kind) that wasn't even given much consideration. and like yes this show about heeramandi, but there's definitely more to lahore in the 1920s to 40s than a sepia filtered marketplace with everyone in anarkalis and a few antique things to make it a set.

the plot is quite predictable but it serves it's purpose. every episode seems to be written to be character centric. i still end up longing for more. im obviously not an expert in the field, but he really does love to romanticize the fuck out of being a tawaif but at the same time keep tragedying them. im pretty sure muslims wouldn't live, talk, walk, dress and impress the way he's done it....

bro (bhansali) really needs to be shaken. it's very interesting when u let him cook (marinate).

[itz-stus]

Okay okay so hear me out what If dazai came to reality in desi readers houseeeeeee

Masterlist

What a Reality

"Uthja Y/n! Late ho rahi hai teri bus ane wali hai! JALDI UTH!"("Wake up Y/!! You're going to be late, your bus is about to come!! Wake u quickly!!") Your aunt screamed from the kitchen packing your lunch as you hurried out of your bed and quickly freshen up

Running down the stairs as you hurriedly ate your breakfast as your aunt scolds you "Itni late karti hai ye ladki! Ab mein nahi hongi ghar pe toh kaise samhale gi!" ("What should I do with this lazy girl! I'll be out of here how will you manage it?!")

"Sorry, Sorry." You apologized as you hug her and run off to take the bus.

As you arrived at your university, you glanced out the window and spied the same landscape; the same trees, road, same people, same rumors, and subjects.

Being bored with all this, you sighed and closed your eyes as the bus halted and your friend got on board and sat next to you.

"Aur bata kaisi hai?" ("So how are you?") She asked as you sighed and replied

"Kuch nahi bas neend a rahi hai"("Nothing just sleepy") You replied telling her the half-truth, it was true you were tried and sleepy but not because of the morning there was just nothing new to do it was all just waking up then go to university study for 8 hr and then get back home then study...It was just an endless loop of burden...You just wished for something interesting or a miracle to happen.

Going to university you saw the only thing you have probably not noticed all these years and thought,

'Koi naya mohala bana hai kya? Yaha kab se barigates lagne lage?' ('Is there a new collony setteling? There were never so many barigates here?')

Looking at the mysteriously abandoned road with a few buildings still in construction.

The day was just starting and you already felt drained out of boredom no one in your class came today all your friends were home and you just felt like an idiot for coming to university.

It was your game period as you decided to take a risky decision very learn you were going to bunk classes.

You packed your bag and walked out of the class when everyone was outside. You were never really in the limelight of the school so even if you go on a bunk no one would notice, it was the perfect time you had the keys to your home and some money to take a rikshaw or cab home.

Somehow you snuck out of university honestly the best thing you have ever done!! You were finally doing something new and you loved it, the excitement in you was growing as every second passed by. You were walking towards the main road when you found the same ally that was under construction. The classic shady ally that could be possessed. But, despite being scared, you followed your curiosity like the old saying goes, 'curiosity killed the cat'.

You walked towards the lonely ally as shivers ran down your spine looking at the chilly atmosphere. Looking around you saw a little glowing stone it almost looked like gold as you picked it up wanting to inspect it even more.

Big mistake, huge even. Bright lighting immersed you as you closed your eyes shut due to the bright light. You felt a weight on you as you fell to the ground. You open your eyes to look at what or rather who was over you as you find a young man of around age 17 over you. He had formal clothing on with bandages soaked in blood and mildly wavy, short, dark brown hair, and narrow dark brown eyes with one eye covered with a bandage.

This made you flustered as you pushed him back and scooted to the side. Waking the boy as he looked around him. Confused he mumbled something which you couldn't understand.

"Where am I?" He mumbled to himself as you let out "Huh?".

His attention then shifted towards you as he slowly stands and gives you a helping hand in standing up.

'D-Dazai! Dazai Osamu kaha se ya yaha pe! Mami sahi kaha rahi thi mein bahut sone lagi hu!! Mein pagal ho rahi sahi mein!!' ('D-Dazai! How is Dazai Osamu here? Aunt was correct I shouldn't sleep this much!! I'm going mad!!!') Wild thoughts ran through your mind as the chain was broken with a deep voice.

"Hello lady, Can you tell me where I am? I have no clue how I got here?" Dazai said in Japanese which you couldn't understand as your sweat dropped.

"Speak English?" You asked in short as Dazai sighed and replied in English

"My English not very good, sorry."

"Can you tell me where I am?" In broken in English as he asked as you immediately replied

"India, You are in India."

"India? How..."

"I don't know..." You looked at him as you saw his arm bleeding soaking his sleeve and bandages

"He bhagwan! Your arm is bleeding! Let's get you to the hospital...Are nahi voh bhi nahi kar sakte mere pas na toh id hai na hi mein iski koi Id proof de sakti hu..." ("Oh no can't do that either, I don't have my Id or his Id or documentation.")

You were just mumbling to yourself as you saw Dazai just questioning your behavior making you think he was judging you as you shuffled and quickly turned towards him and gestured towards him.

"Will you come with me?" You asked him slowly making sure he got what you meant as he just nodded.

As you both took off towards your home taking the fasted transport in India the rickshaw.

You both were silent thinking random thoughts and looking outside.

Dazai's mind was raised with so many questions.

'How am I here? This is so different from anything back home...People have no abilities...How can get out? I guess let's just follow this girl till I'm able to find a way back home....'

While you had your questions 'How is he here? I'm sure Dazai Osamu was either supposed to be dead or just in anime...How am I going to explain this to my Aunt...What am I going to do...Let's just get his injuries fixed first...'

But both of you had the same question in mind...

'Will I/he be able to go back?'

You two arrived home you quickly went to get your phone looked for a Japanese translator and typed as the translator spoke

"Please make yourself at home...I will get the first aid kit for your wounds." It said as Dazai shook his head making you tilt your head as he spoke in the app in Japanese.

"No need to worry it's fine." He said as you shook your head violently writing as the AI spoke

"Please, it's the least I can do, If you are not comfortable I'll leave to get you some comfortable clothes and leave the first aid here for you to use it and the bathroom open for you to shower."

Dazai listened and sighed as he nodded.

When you left to get him clothes he looked around the house finding your pictures in your room as well as many thick books university labeled by your name and placed in a column you named "b.tech college books".

He freshened up as he was thinking of the possibilities of what caused this problem. He came out of the bathroom patching his wounds as he wrapped a towel around his waist. Hearing the sound of clicking the door as you entered your apartment.

"Vaise toh iske kafi fayde bhi hai at least mujhe bore toh nahi hona padega akele vaise hi ab Mami mere sath rahengi nahi." ("Well, this is also great at least I won't be lonely when aunt won't be living with me") You mumbled as you entered the room and looked at Dazai who only had a towel on as bandages wrapped around his chest. You owlishly dropped the bad as heat rose to your cheeks as you slammed the door blushing.

"Here are the clothes!! Please make yourself at home!!" You screamed from outside.

"Eh?"

Both of you were now sitting at the dining table as you had made some sandwiches for Dazai forcing him to eat since he refused to do so.

The silence was thinking as you took your phone and typed as the AI spoke again.

"Do you know how you got here?"

Dazai shook his head saying no. as he spoke in the microphone.

"No but I do know what is happening, I looked around and found that I have time-traveled or something like that. My name is Dazai Osamu. I'm from Japan though I think this was a doing of an ability user but...how did his ability work on me? So! It's out of my head! Since I have no place to go will a lovely lady like yourself commit a double suicide with me?" He asked holding her hand as she violently shook her head.

"No, How about I teach some of the native languages here since you don't know when you'll be going or if you'll be going back. So at least you would know how to communicate with people and for the place well you can live with me. How does that sound?" The AI was interpreted as offering the boy your help.

"Will he be able to back? Will you tell him that he is not a real human? That he is just fictional? That all his pain and suffering is just meant for entertainment...Or will you take advantage of this to cure your loneliness and boredom...Will this decision chage the anything?"

[siddick]

Kitne mukhtalif hai na ham dono

Tumhe Chaand ki khoj

To mujhe aaftaab ki aas

Tum nadiyo ki tarah behti shaant

Aur mai samandar ki tarah toofan

Tumhe zindagi me wo sabkuch chahiye jisse mai door sa bhaagta nazar aata hu aur mujhe wo sabkuch ki zaroorat jisey tumhe nafrat ho

Galat ham dono hi na hai

Galat bas haalaat hai jo hame yaha le aaye

Ek doosre ke saaamne

Ab ye bataao,

Kya mai tumhe chunkar khudko Kho du,

Ya khudko chunkar tumhe kho du?

Aakhir me haarna to maine hi hai...

[hi-avathisside]

*RANT AHEAD LONG POST

I told my mother that I might have ADHD and I may need to see a psychologist to diagonose it properly and correctly.

Guess what happened?

She gaslighted me. She fucking gaslighted me. It took me so so much courage to face her and tell her this and do you know what she did? The moment I finished speaking, she said I'm just lazy and my sleep schedule is fucked up and I'm faking it all. I don't need no psychologist. I should rather just focus on my studies and stop reading about this bullshit.

She said that "So you're saying that you want to focus on a task, but you cannot and keep thinking about it the all day?" I was hopeful here thinking that maybe, maybe just for once she understood me, but what was I thinking? She proceeded to say, "You're just faking it and you're lazy"

Why would I think about my parents understanding me? Stupid fool. Thinking my own mother would give me some love and understanding. Stupid Stupid.

The conversation(a shame to call it that) or more like lecture:

*I explain what adhd is and what executive dysfunction is and how I feel like it affects me*

"Achha matlab tu yeh keh rahi hai ki tu kaam karna chahti, tujhe lagta bhi hai ki tu kaam karegi lekin tu kar nahi paati? [Name] Yeh sab karna na chhod de tu bas aalsi hai aur kuch nahi. Tujhe sach main lagta hai tu yeh sab bolegi aur humein samjh aajayega *(now yelling) Apni na padhai par dhyaan de aur na time se sona aur uthna shuru karde. Ye uljulool cheezein padhne ki aur mujhe batane ki ki zaroorat nahi hai. tujhe koi adhd waghera nahin hai sab paagal pan hai padhai karle wahi bohot hai."

"Aisa nahi hota hai logon ko sach main yeh sab ho sakta hai"

"Yeh sab na bekaar ki baatein hain aur humare paas iss sab faaltu cheezon ke liye paise nahi hain."

"Thik hai" * I proceed to leave the room, to breathe for 5 minutes. I come back again, and all I hear is more taunts "inhe kuch bol do toh yeh toh sunenge bhi nahi, kamre se hi bahar chali jaati hai" etc. etc.

I don't know what to do. Why would she even say all that? Is it so hard to even try to understand your own child? Give them a little bit of thought and not just spew out nonsense? I guess it is quite hard for the parents.