#bengali mind-set

[saleeba]

you look good in red and white ; william saliba

summary ♡ new year celebrations back home prove to be a handful but william tries his best to help you out.

pairing ♡ william saliba x bengali!fem!reader

content ♡ fluff, husband!william, reader is stresseddd and just needs a sit-down tbh, bengali words/terminology, reader is mentioned as having siblings, y/c/n = your cousin’s name, y/s/n = your sibling’s name, kissing, willo being the bestest husband ever !!!!

a/n ♡ arsenal football club are so bengali-coded pass it on 💯💯 ok so red & white are super traditional & prevalent in bengali culture + they’re ofc arsenal’s colours so i connected the dots 🤓☝🏽 (you didn’t connect shit ;-;) hehe anyway it was bengali new year this time last weekend & what better way to belatedly celebrate it than with a short and sweet wilo fic :D happy bengali new year / shubho noboborsho & i hope u all (bengali or otherwise!) enjoy this one !! ❤️🤍

“william! here, try this for us!”

no sooner than he had stepped a sandal-clad foot into the kitchen, you’re there shoving a chomchom into william’s mouth, the poor boy immediately being startled by your shouting and the manic running around of your siblings and cousins — not to mention the softly sweet intrusion his mouth experiences at the hands of his wife.

william had decided to escape the company of your dad and uncles once the mid-morning conversation turned to politics, knowing how chaotically passionate the men in your family get once the topic of current events gets brought up, in search of your comforting company in what’s the first time you’ve taken him back home in your relationship, never mind for such an important festivity. bengali new year in your motherland just hit differently and you wanted william to be fully immersed in every part of the extravagancies that your heritage brought to help pop his bengali culture cherry. unfortunately, being one of the “older younger” members of the extended family, you had taken it upon yourself to be at the forefront of all the festive tasks which meant that the new year wasn’t going to be quite the relaxed and enjoyable shared time either you or william had been thinking of. 

although, admittedly, he shouldn’t have been so surprised at the utter carnage unfolding in the kitchen since every single one of your relatives was up at the slightest sliver of dawn today, rushing about the residence to begin the pressing yet procrastinated matter of setting up decorations, preparing the food and creating the most stunning of placards for the neighbourhood’s parade; all before one in the afternoon. the hubbub was so sweeping that william had missed a good morning kiss from you — having gotten up so early to denote roles to your younger relatives in the food preparation — and he hadn’t even seen you at the brief breakfast the family had managed to slip into the schedule, making him miss your presence way too much than was allowed in his terms. it was quite definitive of your relationship that you had essentially found him before he had seen you, rushing over in an outfit that william had never seen you in — a red and white shari wrapped around your body, gold jewellery adorning nearly every possible inch of you, the tinkle-tinkle of your anklets melodically ringing in his ears as you make your way over. it all takes his breath away regardless.

“how is it, huh?” you anxiously enquire, taking a quick bite of the sweet yourself, cheeks filling with the spongey sugary goodness as it muffles your voice. “we spent forever making the mix, first it was too soft then too hard, and then y/c/n accidentally dropped it on the floor then we had to argue about what the shape was gonna be and th–”

your stressed-out rambling causes william to laugh, taking the remainder of the chomchom from you and popping it into his mouth before telling you that it’s delicious and there is no reason to worry about it.

“i can give you a hand, y’know? i’m not that bad in front of dough.” he teases, offering to take some load off you and your appointed kitchen team for the day. 

you’re quick to refuse, knowing there are quite literally hundreds of sweets and snacks needed to be made in a short amount of time to share throughout the neighbourhood and you don’t want his new year experience to be tainted with the interfamilial arguments that are sure to ensure within these here four walls over the next few hours.

“you should save yourself and rest before we set out for the parade, will, before we fully make you into our mishti guinea pig.” you usher him as best as you can towards the kitchen door and into the courtyard. “besides, i don’t want to be getting a strongly worded text from mikel for fattening you up too much for your job.” 

another chuckle from your husband, who accepts, setting off to lend his hand in something else that isn’t getting in the middle of flour and sugar being haphazardly thrown around. 

he finds himself in the company of some of your youngest cousins who assign him the role of batter in an impromptu game of cricket in the courtyard, taking the time to teach him all the techniques of a nationally beloved sport that he’s a complete novice in. after a couple of attempts of trying to understand the rules but giving up, his side nonetheless win the game and your baby cousin pipes up with the notion that william is now a “true bengali”, which makes your husband’s heart glow with affection for this new family of his.

the chattering and rushing of a group of yourself and some other cousins as you all pass through the courtyard pulls at his attention, intently watching as a number of you scramble around tables set up for the food and pace back and forth behind them and the kitchen, carrying what seems to be enough snacks to feed the whole country, never mind the neighbourhood. william can see the tension etched onto your face, brows nearly crossed over into a v-shape, and he so badly wants to step in and tell you to sit down for at least a minute but he knows the tasks at hand are more pressing and you really want to get this right for him, your family and the neighbours. he decides that he’ll have to remedy your stress once it’s actually appropriate to do so. 

another hour or two follows before the lack of you gets to william, now missing your presence by his side so much that he’s pacing around the house like a madman, dipping into every room and asking whoever he stumbles into where your whereabouts may be. william was damn near about to start shouting your name from the rooftop before an aunt of yours points him towards the direction of the garden where you’re there by yourself, hastily brushing vivid paint over the sketched-out placards for the parade very, very last-minutely. you don’t even have to look up to know that it’s your lover who’s rushing towards you.

“god, it’s all going on today, isn’t it?” you speak before he can and try to place some humour in an otherwise extremely stressful situation, not even finding the time to take your eyes off the painting to look at william while explaining what’s going on. “y/s/n cut their finger and everyone else is so busy so i have to finish these and get them dried in…” you press your phone to check the time. “... 20 minutes.” yeah, you’re somewhat fucked right now. 

“and who said you have to do it by yourself?” william rhetorically quizzes you; a mild scolding for bearing so much stress on yourself. “y/n, when’s the last time you sat down or even stopped your feet from running about the house? babe, i thought this was supposed to be a time when we both celebrated together, right? so why don’t we work together, too, yeah?”

you go to refuse him again and tell him to get ready for the parade with the rest of your family but william is having none of it.

“pass me a brush, please,” he softly demands with a sigh, hand outstretched as you eventually accept what he’s been saying to you since the morning and give him the tools he needs to help you finish the painting. you find yourselves completing it in more than half the time, leaving you plenty of time to fan them over to dry.

you turn to william, wanting to thank him for gently knocking some sense into you but getting instantly distracted when you finally allow yourself to take your husband in and appreciate him. you’re in awe of how extra handsome your husband looks in your culture’s traditional attire: a red and white panjabi set to match your shari, the golden handpainted motifs and embroidery sparkling against the rich colours of the cotton material.

“there, see, we finished it together! teamwork isn’t that bad, is it?” he teases and you respond with a tiny jab of your elbow on his side and a light laugh. “ah, hang on…” 

he turns you to fully face him and points out that your red teep is slightly off-centre between your eyebrows, raising his hand to fix it while the other rests on the side of your face. your heartbeat picks up a little faster over his warm touch that you’d been missing for so many hours and the peek of his tongue out in concentration practically has hearts swirling in your eyes. 

“there we go.” the way he smiles down at you tugs tenderly at your heartstrings and you can’t help but nearly smash your lips against his, the established habit of getting on your tiptoes to caress your alta-adorned hands along his broad shoulders helping to propel yourself into his embrace. william kisses back with all the might of a lover being starved of his wife’s touch for far too long.

a sudden call of your names quickly breaks the two of you apart, your aunt turning the corner towards you both with a camera waving in her hand and shouting something about taking a big family photo in front of the house before setting off. you and william are far too flustered to really comprehend what she’s saying before you’re wiping at your own mouths to rid yourselves of the red-stained evidence of your lipstick. your husband is about to take off behind your aunt to avoid any more time-wasting but you’re quick to grab his hand and pay him a greatly overdue compliment. 

“oi, you look good in red and white.” 

glossary of bengali terms ♡

chomchom = a milk-based bengali sweet.

shari = traditional clothing worn by bengali women; other languages may call it a "saree/sari".

mishti = bengali word for "sweet(s)".

panjabi = traditional clothing worn by bengali men.

teep = a small coloured dot/jewel worn between the eyebrows/on the forehead; you may see it being called a "bindi".

alta = red dye traditionally painted onto the hands and feet of bengali women during festivals and celebrations.

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Part 4: A Symbol of Love

Pairing: Tysess x Ophelia (OFC) Fandom: Star Trek Prodigy Words: 5.3K Summary: Ophelia has to learn something more about the culture of her significant other as well... A/N: Huge credit for this Part goes to @indignantlemur who is the creator of the "ruuphviik neek" ( andorian courtship rings) that are featured in their magnificant fanfiction "Emigre" ( which you all should totally read, because they put a lot of work into creating not only the story and the characters but also a whole culture with traditions for Andorians). Thank you again for allowing me to use this, I really hope that this part does not dissapoint your expectations.

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Hectically, Ophelia threw on her beige coat, tucked the phone under her ear, and glancing at the clock, uttered a Klingon curse taught to her by a Klingon on a space station, which instantly earned her a scolding from her mother, who was on the other end of the line. "Ophelia Celeste Zubira. Don't put words like that in your mouth. Your father and I raised you better than that." Ophelia rolled her eyes. "Mum, you don't even know what I said. You speak English and Spanish. Not Klingon." All at once she noticed that the bags, which she wanted to take with her, were no longer beside the door. Panicked, she snapped her eyes open.

"I speak Bengalis too." Sheyla Zuberi sounded offended, however Ophelia didn't have time to worry about that right now as her evening, if she didn't find the bags, would be ruined. "Don't take offence, Mum, but your Bengalis isn't what it used to be either." Ophelia was too busy searching behind the giant potted plant Noum had once given her as a joke and loved to pay much attention to her mother's snapping. "Listen, Mum, I love you, but my boyfriend and I were going to cook together today and I think I've lost the ingredients and I have to be there in fifteen minutes.

Silence reigned for a moment and Ophelia paused in her search. Her mother was never quiet. Never. "Mum? Are you still there?" "You have a boyfriend? Un novio?" Rolling her eyes she continued her search. Of course that was the only part that mattered. "Yes, Mum, as unbelievable as it is I have a boyfriend."

This statement was enough to bombard her with questions, however Ophelia stopped her half way, inwardly wincing at the disrespect shown to her mother. " His name is Tysess, he is the first officer of the ship I serve on, he is sweet, lovable, confident and yes he loves me, I know that. We have been together for almost five months and I am really late. I'll call you when I arrive in Barranquilla, love you." Without letting her get a word in edgewise, knowing full well that she would regret it when she returned home, she hung up and threw the phone on the sofa before hurrying to the kitchen.

A load fell from her mind and she breathed a sigh of relief when she found the two bags on the small kitchen counter of her borrowed quarters. Hastily, she hurried over and took one last look inside to make sure everything was there before dashing for the door and making her way away from the Starfleet compound, making it to the Andorian neighbourhood.

Over the years, many large cities had formed small neighbourhoods that were home to more non-humans than humans, and San Francisco, with Starfleet's headquarters at its heart, had the most neighbourhoods in all of America, especially in terms of Founder species.

Which did not mean that members of that species lived there exclusively, no. It was merely the case that mostly the inhabitants of other worlds, especially at the beginning, had come in batches and in groups and had accordingly settled together in one neighbourhood. Thus, over the centuries, several generations of non-humans had been born on Earth, who had rarely if ever seen their "home planet". In fact, Ophelia was good friends with a Denobulan family who had been living on Earth for almost two hundred years and that consisted of six generations now.

Tysess had settled in the Andorian district. He had explained to her that it was not because he wanted to live only among his own, but simply because there were shops and places there that had typical Andorian things like food that were otherwise hard to get and he just liked having everything close by. Moreover, the Andorian district was the closest to Starfleet headquarters, which allowed him to be there quickly in case of an emergency.

Ophelia personally did not live in San Francisco. She herself associated this city too much with work and study to live here in peace. Instead, she had bought a small flat in Seattle, which was her pride and joy.

However, since she had been newly promoted and was now partly responsible for the repairs of the USS Dauntless, she had expected so much work that it would have been too much trouble to always drive from Seattle to San Francisco, so she accepted Starfleet's offer of small quarters where she only ate and slept.

Tysess had offered her to stay with him, but he had seemed hesitant, which she could understand. They had only been together for five months and moving in together and living together was a step they had agreed on that was still too big. But that wouldn't stop them from having a date night.

When they had decided to give this relationship a try, they had promised each other that they would do their best to understand each other's culture and Tysess had done this, like everything else in his career and life, with excellence. While they had not had much time together due to the Protostar and its chaos, they had done their best.

Then, a few days ago, Tysess had gently taken her aside and asked her to spend an evening together. Ophelia would leave tomorrow and return to Colombia to visit her family. She had filled out the necessary forms regarding the Dauntless and now the repairs were in the hands of Starfleet engineers, so she wanted to give herself a few weeks rest. Tysess had to stay longer to work, otherwise she would have asked him to come along to introduce him to her family, so they had agreed to devote tonight to just each other.

In addition, Tysess had asked her to teach her something about her culture. Ophelia had been sceptical at first. Her parents were each from two different cultures, making her and her siblings children of four cultures, but in the end she had agreed to teach him about the culture that had been most prominent in her life: Colombia. Ophelia had sat down to pick out simple, yet typically Colombian, dishes from her childhood, which she now wanted to make and share with Tysess.

But as she flipped through her abuela's cookbooks, she had suddenly realised how little she actually knew about Andorian culture. However, she had to admit immediately afterwards that she had never really asked.

Many species felt that sharing their cultures was something very private. Tysess himself could be quite withdrawn and introverted from time to time. Which was not to say that he didn't trust her, no. In fact, Tysess had already confided so many private things to Ophelia that she probably knew more about him than anyone else.

And as much as she wanted to know more about Andorian culture, she would not press Tysess. She would be patient and wait until he was ready to talk to her about it. And until then, the only thing she could do was to introduce him to her cultures and customs and make him feel trusted and loved.

Five minutes later than agreed, she rang the doorbell, a little out of breath. The downstairs front door had already been open and Ophelia, already late, had seized the opportunity and slipped into the building, where she now stood in front of his flat door. Her gaze slid to her reflection, which was reflected in the window.

The black and loose blouse fit reasonably acceptably and the light-coloured trousers didn't look particularly dirty either. Ophelia had tied her loose hair back with a blue scarf. Tomorrow morning, before returning back home, she had an appointment with her hairdresser, who would braid her hair. Today she still had to cope with open hair, even though it didn't really bother her. Braids were just usually the easiest to work with.

The door opened and Ophelia's gaze was instantly focused on Tysess. He was wearing a grey jumper with wide puff sleeves and collar and some kind of black yoga pants, which he had explained to her were a typical piece of clothing on Andoria. He smiled slightly and stepped aside to let her in. "I was beginning to think you weren't coming."

Ophelia shook her head in amusement and pressed a kiss to his cheek as she passed before setting the bags down on the floor. "Forgive me, mi amor. My mother had called and I didn't want to cut her off right away. But come on, it was only five minutes. I've been much later before." Tysess stepped behind her and took her coat from her, hanging it on the coat rack. "Besides, I might have misplaced the bags of ingredients for today for a moment and panicked."

Tysess chuckled softly and lifted the bags easily, handing her a pair of slipper-like shoes. "Here, so you don't get cold feet." Ophelia had to smile in the face of his thoughtfulness and hurriedly exchanged the boots for the slippers before following him into the kitchen. His flat was pretty. It was kept simple and mostly painted in neutral tones, yet he had somehow managed to demand a touch of personality to it with little. However, Ophelia would not judge his style of decorating. She already considered it an honour that Tysess felt so comfortable around her that he let her invade her privacy so far. Admittedly, she had already been in his quarters on the Dauntless, but it had not felt so intimate.

In the kitchen, Tysess was already unpacking the bags and accordingly stood with his back to her and for a moment she simply allowed herself to look at him from behind. After all, she was his girlfriend, so she was allowed to do that. Besides, it was absolutely not her fault if Tysess' jumper had to stretch so impossibly over his shoulders, was it?

"I assume your family is fine," Tysess asked over his shoulder, and Ophelia reluctantly disengaged her gaze from his shoulder blades. "Everything's fine at home. My siblings are there too, though Julio had to leave his boyfriend, I still don't know his name, at home. Apparently he caught the Klingon flu. Don't ask me how though, I have no idea."

She heard Tysess laugh softly and a warm feeling spread through her. Of course, Ophelia didn't mind that Tysess was a little more controlled in things like showing emotion, and heavens she would never complain about him being in "first officer mode" (her term for when Tysess was in command and giving orders, looking very handsome), but those moments when he allowed himself to really laugh and relax made her heart swell. Metaphorically speaking.

"Don't laugh at me," she protested, playfully offended, crossing her arms in front of her chest. He turned, shook his head in amusement and stepped towards her to place his fingers under her chin and lift it slightly. "Would never do that, beloved."

Ophelia's knees went weak at the use of the nickname and then when he pressed his forehead against hers, it was over and she felt the blood rush to her face. "Stop being so damn charming," she grumbled, but wrapped her arms around him. "Stupid Andorian." " Adorable human." With that, Tysess let go of her and went back to the bags, where he immediately brought an opaque cake bell to light and turned to her with a questioning look on his face. "That's our dessert." Ophelia stepped towards him, took the cake bell from him and, at an approving nod from Tysess, placed it in the latter's fridge.

Said Andorian leaned back against the kitchen counter. "I thought we were going to cook together today." His expression looked serious, but she could hear the teasing in his voice, so she grinned cheekily at him. " That's quite all right, though the starter and main course will take up enough time as it is. Besides, I didn't want to bring several glasses of fruit soaked in rum and wine for the Torta Negra Colombiana as well." She patted his arm. "Don't worry, Tysess. You'll get to cooking." A smile spread across her face and she reached into the bag and pulled out two aprons. One yellow for herself and one purple for Tysess, who raised an eyebrow at the sight of it.

"Don't look like that," Ophelia scolded gently and put the apron on him, careful not to touch his antennae. " That's what it's for, to make sure you don't get dirty. Besides, purple suits you." With that, she grabbed the, now empty, bags and, promising to put them away later, hauled them to the floor before putting her hands on her hips and smiling happily at him. "So, are you ready to learn some of the Colombian cuisine?" He saluted in jest. "Yes, ma'am."

Tysess stood next to her and looked at the ingredients as if trying to figure out what they would make. "So," Ophelia brushed a strand of hair behind her ears. "I thought it would be good if we started with relatively simple things for now. I don't know how good a cook you are, or how often you've made human food, so I wanted to start with the most classic dishes of my childhood."

She looked up at him. Tysess didn't seem offended that she was suggesting he might not be able to cook, but actually looked curious. His antennae were pointing forward and swaying back and forth a little, which Ophelia believed was a good sign.

"For starters we have pandebonos. These are sort of little Colombian cheese buns. We're going to mix this cheese," she pointed to the mozzarella and feta cheese," into the dough so that the dough becomes very fluffy and you can pull it apart like cheese strings. We do the classic version. Sometimes people fill it up with other things, but that's how I've always eaten it at home. We'll make a simple salad to go with it. It might not be typically Colombian, but it tastes really good." When no questions came from Tysess, she continued.

"For the main course, I chose my favourite childhood dish, which I had every year for my birthday and which my mother always made when I was unwell. Arroz con Pollo." Tysess tilted his head and Ophelia knew his translator was working. "Rice with chicken?" She nodded with a smile. "Exactly. It's actually pretty simple too. You cook chicken with vegetables and lots of spices and serve it together with rice. Quite basic actually, and maybe not completely typical Colombian, but incredibly tasty."

A little unsure if he agreed, she looked over at him, but he just smiled gently down at her and she smiled back in relief. "That does sound like a plan." Tysess rolled up his sleeves and looked at her expectantly. "What do we start with?"

~**~

Over the next two hours, the two of them worked around in Tysess' kitchen. Ophelia didn't even want to think about the quantities of vegetables and meat they had cut. Well, much more Tysess. After she had shown him how to properly cut each vegetable, Tysess had taken it upon himself to process the mountain of vegetables and meat. Ophelia suspected he didn't want her near knives for fear she might hurt herself. Under other circumstances, this would have hurt Ophelia. After all, she was an adult and skilled enough to cut simple food, otherwise she would never have made it this far in engineering, however, she cut him some slack.

The events concerning the living construct and, yes you could call it that, Starfleet's massacre, all weighed heavily on them. Ophelia had woken up screaming and crying several times in the past weeks as well, Maira's corpse more than visible in her mind's eye.

However, next to the Admiral, it seemed to weigh most heavily on Tysess. He had thrown himself into his work over the last few weeks, as if it would give it some value of unnecessary redemption, which he didn't have to do. Because she knew, even though she had told him it wasn't his fault, that he still blamed himself and would probably continue to do just that for a long time to come.

Most of all, she knew, he was afraid of losing her and even the smallest possibility of hurting herself, for example with a kitchen knife, made him feel uneasy. Ophelia knew it couldn't go on forever, but she wanted to indulge him once more tonight. Besides, she really wasn't complaining, as she had made sure that everything was well seasoned, perfectly put together and it had been her job to taste it all.

Now they were sitting together at Tysess' dining table, which he had set with devotion. He had fetched a bouquet of flowers for her, which was in a beautiful vase of Andorian craftsmanship, as he had told her. Since it was dark, he had lit candles which gave it a slightly romantic ambience and he had actually taken the trouble to fold the napkins.

When Ophelia had first seen the table, she had fallen around his neck and covered his face with dozens of kisses, thanking him and telling him that he was just sweet. Tysess had acknowledged this with a roll of the eyes, but his antennae had betrayed him, swaying gently back and forth in love.

Ophelia watched Tysess gulp down his last pandebono. "And?" He nodded in agreement and smiled gently. "They were excellent, Ophelia. Thank you." He looked thoughtfully at his plate. "They probably would have even pleased my sister, who is usually quite a fussy eater." Ophelia almost dropped her glass of wine at the casual mention.

(Tysess had provided it, as it was the best alcoholic drink, next to the classic Andorian ale, on Andoria, according to him. The wine was made from the tuber of a plant whose name Ophelia couldn't remember, but which meant something along the lines of "frost poison". At first the name had put her off a bit, but she had dared to try a sip after Tysess had explained that the poison part only referred to the rest of the plant and only if it was raw and unprocessed. And indeed, this wine was one of the best she had ever drunk).

Tysess had never spoken of his family before and that comment had, admittedly, thrown her off. "You have a sister?" Tysess looked up in confusion before his expression turned a little sheepish. "I guess I didn't talk much about my family, did I?" And before Ophelia could answer him, he launched into a narrative about his family, interrupted only when they dished up the main course.

He told about his parents, both his "birth parents" and his "additional parents", Ophelia had almost forgotten that Andorians usually married in fours, which he hadn't seen in a long time. He told about his younger sister, who was a biologist, and his younger brother, who had graduated top of his grade at the Andorian Academy of Arts and Crafts. In fact, the vase on the table in front of them was his.

Ophelia listened to him spellbound, rarely interrupting him for questions and otherwise simply enjoying the sound of his calm, deep voice, which wrapped her up like a blanket but did not make her sleepy. She was learning more about Tysess than she had hoped to for the evening, so how could she think of sleeping.

Ophelia, however, did not realise he had finished until he stared silently at his, now empty, plate. "Forgive me, I've talked a lot. I didn't mean to bore you." Ophelia's chest tightened at the sight of him, antennae drooping, gaze down and avoiding her, and gently, yet lovingly at the same time, she placed her hand on his.

"Tysess. Don't apologise for talking to me. I love listening to you, especially when it comes to such things as family." She smiled gently. "I know Andorians don't like to open up to people they're not close with, which is why it's nothing but an honour for me when you confide in me about such topics. Please don't apologise for such a thing."

Tysess looked up a little embarrassed, but turned his hand so that her palm was in his and squeezed it gently. "I really haven't told you much about myself, let alone my culture, have I?" Her mind raced, searching for an answer that would make him not feel bad, before she paused. She had learnt early on that Andorians valued truth above all else and couldn't stand hypocritical posturing.

Ophelia sighed resignedly. "No, you haven't. And I confess that it has made some situations a little more complicated to understand, but I respect your boundaries and I'm not complaining. I know you'll tell me more as time goes on, once you feel comfortable enough, and I'm more than fine with that. And no-" she interrupted him as he started to speak, "-I will not accept criticism. You respect my boundaries, you always have, which is why I will respect and accept yours. Because that is the only way a relationship works, with respect and acceptance.

She stood up and picked up her plate and his. "I'll get the dessert and please, mi armor, don't worry too much about it." Lightly she leaned down and pressed her forehead against his. "I love you."

Ophelia initially feared that the mood would now be heavy on them and Tysess would retreat back into himself, but it seemed as if he was as confident as she knew him to be and they made light conversation over the course of the meal, in which Tysess praised the cake more than once, causing a swell of pride in her. After the meal they cleared up together and since Tysess, for whatever reason, didn't seem to own a dishwasher, they decided to wash it by hand. However, he turned out to be something of a child, as he more than enjoyed occasionally splashing Ophelia with drops of water or depositing little clouds of foam on the tip of her nose, until she finally threw him out of the kitchen and told him to go ahead and wipe the table.

As it was still quite early in the evening, they decided to end the evening with a glass of Frost Poison wine in his living room ( she didn't know if she would ever get used to that name). Ophelia had put her legs up and pressed her back against his front, telling him about the events of the last few days. Tysess was silent, occasionally humming his agreement, only to lapse back into silence. Ophelia let him remain silent, after all he had been talking a lot too, and only stopped when he quietly interrupted her with the whisper of her name. She turned her head slightly to look at him over her shoulder. "Yes?" She heard him swallow and felt him slowly sit up, which also caused her to sit up and put her feet on the floor.

"There is something I would like to talk to you about." He looked nervous to her, kneading his hands in his lap while his antennae twitched in different directions. "I ... have been thinking about mentioning the subject to you for some time now, however, the appropriate situation has never presented itself. After our conversation today regarding borders and Andorian culture, however, it seems fitting."

Ophelia put her hand on his and she looked at him seriously but lovingly at the same time. "It would be my pleasure. But only if you are comfortable with it, Tysess. I just don't want to force or pressure you into anything." Tysess shook her head and looked at her. "You don't, beloved. You don't."

He took another breath, Ophelia slowly beginning to worry, before he sat up straight and turned to her, looking deep into her eyes, brown meeting purple-grey. "There is a tradition on Andoria when courting. It's called the ruuphviik neek." Ophelia frowned. "I think the UT has a bit of trouble with the term, unless it's called... dating circles?" Despite his visible nervousness, Tysess chuckled softly. "Not quite. A suitable translation would be..." he hesitated briefly. " -Courting rings."

He gave Ophelia a brief moment to get the meaning of it. Even if it wasn't necessarily what she had expected, it did make sense. She had heard of many cultures wearing a sign of a relationship. Even on Earth, similar symbols were used in many cultures, though if more for engagements and marriages. Ophelia nodded slightly, inviting him to continue. Tysess exhaled audibly. "I don't know about your culture, but on Andoria, Andorians wear a ring at the base of their antennae to show they are in a relationship. Usually one ring is worn for each partner."

Ophelia hummed softly and nodded. "There are similar traditions in my culture, however these are engagement and wedding rings and meant for much later in the relationship." Tysess frowned. "Engagement?" "Oh." Ophelia had assumed he was already familiar with the term. "When a human couple decides to get married, one proposes to the other with an engagement ring. If the latter accepts, the two are engaged, wear the engagement rings and are in a state of engagement until the wedding, when they exchange wedding rings." She considered for a moment. "Otherwise, I don't really know of any such symbols to show that one is in a relationship."

Her eyes fell on Tysess, who looked a little embarrassed, at least judging from his dark cheeks. "These courting rings are not so ... binding. They merely signal that one is currently in a relationship. Neither marriage nor ... engagement, are part of it." His antennae swung back and forth a little. "Of course, these rings, are replaced upon marriage, however, the ruuphvik neek are not nearly as binding." Ophelia gave him an encouraging nod as his gaze fluttered briefly to his lap.

"They are a sign that a couple is ready to take a step from the still fresh, sometimes uncertain, stage of the relationship, the beginning stage you could well say, into a more solid relationship." Ophelia's heart pounded in her ears and all of a sudden the flat, which was otherwise very cool, seemed surprisingly warm. Tysess gently brushed a strand behind her ear and smiled that calf-eyed smile that melted her heart. "I don't know about you, Ophelia, but I'd be willing to take that step." Ophelia didn't know exactly what to say, which is why she let her impulsive thoughts control her, fell around his neck and kissed him.

It wasn't the response Tysess had probably imagined, however Ophelia was pretty sure it got her answer across sufficiently. For a moment he seemed surprised, but she could feel the tension fall from him as she felt his shoulder relax under her hands. Gently he placed his hands, on her hips and when they separated, he rested his forehead against hers. "I guess that was a yes." Ophelia laughed softly. "Otherwise it would have been a very strange 'no', don't you think?" Tysess pulled back looking amused and regarded her. "Thank you." "Not for that. I'm afraid I can't wear it around my antennae, though."

Tysess just smiled. "I think we could find another solution for you." Ophelia nodded and leaned forward to kiss him again as her hair fell forward. An idea occurred to her. "How about my hair?" His antennae curled in confusion and she hurried to explain. "I was going to the hairdresser tomorrow anyway to have new braids braided. I could have the ring braided into my braid then, couldn't I? It's not unheard of to have such things braided into your braids and would be a lot more practical than a ring or bracelet that would interfere with work. If that could be done?"

Tysess considered for a moment and gently ran his hand over a strand of her hair before smiling. "As long as it doesn't bother you?" She shook her head. "Of course not, I'd probably barely notice it is there. I've always wanted to do something like this and now it even has a wonderful meaning." Ophelia leaned forward and pressed her forehead against his again. "Now explain to me where we're going to get these rings."

In the end it was a lot easier than she had thought, Ophelia had expected that they would have to get the jewellery in some special Andorian shops, but she had forgotten that there were such things as replicators in their time. About half an hour later, which they had spent flicking through or scrolling through magazines, there were two rings in the palm of her hand, one larger than the other. They were made of an Andorian metal that appeared greyish-silver but gave off a slight blue-violet glow when held up to the light.

Gingerly she took the larger of the two rings, Tysess's ring, and held it up. "May I?" Tysess hesitated for a moment, understandable since the antennae was one of the most sensitive parts of the Andorians, but then nodded in agreement and sat down so Ophelia could even reach his head. "Which side?"

"Doesn't matter." Ophelia nodded and decided on the right. Very carefully, one hand as steady as if she had to disarm a torpedo, she pulled the ring over the tip of the antennae, along the shaft until she reached the base. Slowly she pulled her hand away and looked at her handiwork with illogical pride. "You look wonderful." She pressed a kiss to his forehead.

Tysess rose slowly, wiggling his antennae to get used to the feeling, then went into the hall to look at himself in the mirror. Ophelia followed him and wrapped her arms around him from behind. "The colour compliments your eyes." He glanced over his shoulder at her. "You were actually right about the colour choice." As he turned, she pressed her ring into his hand. "Keep it for me, will you? Though I'm afraid you won't be able to braid it yourself, you can come if you like. But be warned, it may take a very long time."

~**~

Ophelia was right. The whole process took a little over seven hours, but Tysess had not left her side for a moment, which had even impressed her hairdresser, a Klingon, a little, even if she did not want to admit it. The end product, however, was something to behold. Ophelia had had the ring on the right side woven into the braid that framed her face, about ten centimetres from the parting. In addition, she had chosen fifteen small cylindrical golden metal beads, which were woven into her hair at irregular intervals. Thus, the ring did not look lonely, but it stood out as special.

Tysess and Ophelia stood at the shuttle landing site and said goodbye. He carefully stroked the ring in her braid before pushing it behind her ear. “You look beautiful. ” Ophelia blushed a little, but grinned broadly and quite in love. “You don’t look bad either. ” A sound made them look up and realize that the shuttle was landing. Hurriedly she pressed one last kiss on his lips.

“Don’t overwork yourself. And wish me luck, mi amor. I slipped out on the phone that I have a boyfriend and my mother probably won’t leave me alone. ” “I hope you’re not going to say anything bad. ” Ophelia grinned and released her hand from his. “Only the truth. ”

The boarding didn't take long, she had secured a window seat, and before she knew it, they were in the air, flying towards Colombia. Ophelia glanced back at Tysess, but the only thing she could see from him was a blue patch of color in the distance and a bright sparkle in the sunlight above it.

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[corvus-rose]

I saw you reblog the Storyteller Saturday post; what stories do you have? owo

Answers of a Yaksha, a bittersweet romance fantasy about Vayu, a formerly human boy trapped by a cannibalistic undead in another world who meets Eden, an amnesiac nature spirit in his dreams. Romance ensues, trying to help Vayu escape is an ongoing Thing, and some very hard truths about Eden's past turn up. This is what most of my followers know me best for, via Vayuden shenanigans.

Bhajana/Edensoul, the WIP that Vayu/Yuya and Eden were originally from. Basically, imagine a soulslike based on Hindu mythology and Bengali folklore, among other assorted influences from the Indian subcontinent, and mix in a little Stardew-cozy-game gardening.

Manyuvya (or yuya, or vayu) is the last remaining demigod companion of Vidhana (or Eden), the divine heart of the land, who is comatose and dying due to poisoning by a bioweapon during the colonial era. Bringing her back from the brink of death involves regrowing the land and defeating a bunch of Shades who are making shit worse.

Guardian Project, young adult magical girl deconstruction-reconstruction in the framework of an urban/modern fantasy world where magical transforming fighters and the beasts from the astral plane they fight are a very public and well known thing, and their faction politics and turf wars play a big role.

As for the plot, Maria Takei was an ordinary 20 year old until she gets kidnapped by the Primordial Lord Iris, and months later gets shot trying to escape. But luckily, she's revived by a guardian star, turning her into one of those magical transforming fighters known as guardians, and escapes into Yokohama. Unfortunately, in doing so, she's landed on the radar of every guardian faction in the city, who all want her with them and not the others... and most of which don't have her best interests in mind. Chaos ensues.

This is actually an ensemble cast, with Mari and her two erstwhile protectors, fellow magical girls Kiko and Hana, making up about a third of the cast. There's also the teamup between the Exiles and another Primordial Lord Roccinelle that puts together quite possibly the worst conceived guardian team ever of Noria and Ursa (Exiles) and Roccinelle's servant Karina, and the Arcadian Guard's Orion Team (Sadako, Aki, Athena, and Kosuke), seasoned guardians who have personal issues on issues that are kind of exacerbated by Arcadia's shady practices beneath its shining exterior.

Hoursverse is a setting that contains many stories, so I'll save that for another ask if anyone wants to ask.

Mahanagar 20XX is my attempt at cyberpunk in a setting that doesn't really get that treatment -- which is Dhaka, Bangladesh.

Medical student Narayan Saha lands himself in a very, very bad situation and needs to pay a pissed-off industrialist a lot of money in two months time. He turns to crime. It goes exceptionally poorly for him.

There's assorted other stories and AUs that real ones will know about.

[livelaughlovechai]

Watch my crazy delusional ass make open heart desi♥️😘

(mind me making half the characters South Indian lol)not including Jackie(hc malyalee),zaid-baz(headcanon them as Hyderabadi Muslims)and dr Banerjee (CANON bengali king).Set in either Delhi or Mumbai.

Well-

>Ethan-Would be either a syrian Christian (Same first name but would have a name like ethan alan or ethan varghese going on malyalee naming traditions)or still a malyalee (hindu)with a name like arjun or Smth haha.or bengali boy,could explain how he and dr Banerjee bond so well.

>Bryce-gives me major tulu Nadu-kannadiga vibes(he’s one of my people)would have a name like pradeep shetty i have no idea why.

>Rafael-gives me hyderabadi vibes haha.would have a name like raman kameneni lmao again no idea.OR hyderabadi muslim but with a simpler name like imran ali khan?idk.could be a kareem.

>Aurora-Bengali gurl for sure.Would have a name like konkana das

>Sienna- Hyderabadi born Bengali(sushmita sen moment much?).name would be smth like tammanah Mukerjee.

>Elijah-y’all will kill me when I say SoBo/South delhi boy.but yes.tho much more grounded and nice.prolly punjabi hindu.name would be Hrehaan Ahuja or something I am so sorry.

>(Land)ry-pahadi mf I am so sorry.named Tushar,played by Tushar Kapoor(desis know what I did there)

>Kyra-marathi queen.sakshi Tendulkar or Smth lmao.

>Ines-punjabi queen.Harpreet kaur bajwa.

>Tobias-Tamizhan.name like karnan(insert his fathers name cause that’s the naming tradition in TN)

>June-North east indian,nepali/axomiya or sikkimese ig.name is Jaya Denzongpa ig(jaya bacchan vibes)

>Danny-Axomiya.Would be named vishal bodo maybe

>Harper.Bengali.name like Sushmita das ig lmao

>Leland- gujju. Hariom patel or a name like that.

>Esme-Rajput girl.name like aditi singh rajput ig.

>Declan-Snobish NRI asshole.name like Jairam kapoor but calls himself jay kennedy he's defo that type.

THAT'S IT FOR NOW🫡🫡🫡🫡

Some songs cause why not🥰🥰🥰

[bones-clouds]

books i read in 2024:

"babel: around the world in twenty languages"

gaston dorren

rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

genre: nonfiction, linguistics

synopsis:

English is the world language, except that most of the world doesn't speak it--only one in five people does. Dorren calculates that to speak fluently with half of the world's 7.4 billion people in their mother tongues, you would need to know no fewer than twenty languages. He sets out to explore these top twenty world languages, which range from the familiar (French, Spanish) to the surprising (Malay, Javanese, Bengali). Babel whisks the reader on a delightful journey to every continent of the world, tracing how these world languages rose to greatness while others fell away and showing how speakers today handle the foibles of their mother tongues. Whether showcasing tongue-tying phonetics or elegant but complicated writing scripts, and mind-bending quirks of grammar, Babel vividly illustrates that mother tongues are like nations: each has its own customs and beliefs that seem as self-evident to those born into it as they are surprising to the outside world.

Among many other things, Babel will teach you why modern Turks can't read books that are a mere 75 years old, what it means in practice for Russian and English to be relatives, and how Japanese developed separate "dialects" for men and women. Dorren lets you in on his personal trials and triumphs while studying Vietnamese in Hanoi, debunks ten widespread myths about Chinese characters, and discovers that Swahili became the lingua franca in a part of the world where people routinely speak three or more languages. Witty, fascinating and utterly compelling, Babel will change the way you look at and listen to the world and how it speaks.

[kheerkadam]

Since I was young, I had a huge sweet tooth and would go crazy for sugar. My existence has proven that we do, indeed, have a second stomach for dessert! I have always loved making cultural desserts, sharing my baked goods with my friends, and the satisfaction of hearing how much they enjoyed it. However, if we think of all the foods that a majority eat on a daily basis, every food has its own natural and added sugars. Unfortunately, the world is accustomed to ignoring nutritional labels and not giving much thought about how their choices are impacting their health. If you check how much sugar is actually inside those desserts, you might realize your diet is not as healthy as you thought.

Although everyone should be aware of their sugar consumption, my main inspiration for this blog comes from my father. In 2011, he was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. Even though this never affected me physically, I have always felt the pain that he goes through to sustain a healthy lifestyle. When you truly care about someone, you put yourself in their shoes. All desserts are strictly prohibited, and the most you can have is one taste. Suddenly those grapes that used to be a healthy source of fruit fall into this unacceptable category. All the portion sizes are reduced to nothingness; leaving you dull and unsatisfied after every meal. Those desserts that made you feel nostalgic about your childhood are now simply memories to reminisce about from time to time. All the foods you love have been snatched away from you, and all you are left with is a bottle of diabetic pills and a depressing mindset.

My father is who keeps me going on days I feel sad. I have grown into the person I am today because of him and wish to repay him in the future. I am forever grateful and pray for his health to improve.

I have created this blog with a set goal in mind: to provide others with healthy versions of Bengali desserts. I hope to teach others about my cultural desserts while providing them with ways to appease their sugar cravings in ways that benefit their diets. Since most of the ingredients can only be found in Indian grocery stores, I will include substitutes as necessary.

The title for this blog, "Kheer Kadam" is a very popular Bengali dessert that has won the hearts of many of my friends! I will upload a recipe for kheer kadam in the near future.

[nehasingh131289]

Hawa" (Bengali): A Haunting Tale of Mystery and Supernatural Intrigue

Hawa," a Bengali movie, ventures into the realm of supernatural mysteries, leaving audiences spellbound with its eerie ambiance and spine-chilling storytelling. Directed with finesse, the film combines elements of horror, suspense, and psychological intrigue to create a captivating cinematic experience. As the plot unfolds, "Hawa" takes viewers on a hair-raising journey through the unknown, exploring the unexplained phenomena that surround its characters, leaving them on the edge of their seats.

Plot Overview: Set against the backdrop of an old and secluded mansion, "Hawa" revolves around a group of characters who find themselves entangled in the clutches of an enigmatic presence. As the eerie occurrences intensify, the house's dark secrets are gradually unveiled, leading the protagonists deeper into a web of terror and mystery. The film masterfully intertwines supernatural elements with psychological drama, keeping the audience guessing at every turn.

Atmosphere of Fear: "Hawa" adeptly builds an atmosphere of fear and suspense, enveloping viewers in an unsettling ambiance that keeps them hooked throughout the movie. The haunted mansion and its ominous surroundings serve as a character in themselves, adding to the tension and eeriness that permeate the film.

Character Psychology: The movie delves into the psychology of its characters, exploring their fears, vulnerabilities, and past traumas. As the supernatural events unfold, the audience is taken on a psychological journey, uncovering the impact of the paranormal on the human mind. This interplay between the supernatural and the characters' psyches adds depth to the narrative, making "Hawa" a multi-dimensional cinematic experience.

Thrilling Moments: "Hawa" is replete with thrilling and terrifying moments that send shivers down the audience's spine. The masterful use of sound, visuals, and suspenseful pacing creates a rollercoaster of emotions, ensuring that the viewers are kept on the edge of their seats throughout the movie.

Cinematic Brilliance: The film's direction and cinematography are a testament to cinematic brilliance, capturing the haunting ambiance and emotions of the characters with precision. The skillful use of lighting, camera angles, and visual effects heightens the impact of the supernatural elements, contributing to the movie's overall haunting appeal.

Bengali Culture and Folklore: "Hawa" embraces Bengali culture and folklore, infusing the narrative with regional myths and legends. The incorporation of local traditions and superstitions adds authenticity to the film, immersing viewers in the cultural backdrop of the story.

Suspenseful Climax: As the mystery deepens and the paranormal encounters escalate, "Hawa" builds towards a suspenseful climax that leaves the audience in awe. The resolution of the enigmatic presence's intentions unfolds in a gripping finale, revealing the truth behind the haunting occurrences.

[teaah-art]

It has JUST come to my attention that there is no intro to Ragtag Misfits post for me to quickly link to! WHAAT!

So here's an intro and some FAQs*!

Link to the comic on WEBTOON Canvas

* FAQs roughly compiled from what I get asked here and on Instagram

What is Ragtag Misfits?

Ragtag Misfits is a historical fantasy comic on Webtoon Canvas set in South Asia of the 4th Century BCE. The story starts with a wandering monk who is just trying his best to live a peaceful life as his truest self. Turns out that is really hard to do if you live in a godforsaken era of warring states with constant conflict. Follow the journey of a seemingly ordinary guy through the ancient kingdom of Magadh as he gets dragged into a web of lies, deception, and treachery woven by forces both human and supernatural. You can read it here.

When does it update?

Ragtag Misfits updates EVERY WEEK! New chapter goes up on Wednesdays 9 PM Eastern Time. I post an update here on Tumblr shortly after. All chapter updates are tagged #ragtag misfits chapter update and I bump it the next day as well- feel free to follow the tag or this blog!

Why are the chapters so short?

It's what I can draw in a week usually 🤷‍♀️ I'm not a professional artist, I'm doing this only cause there's a story in my mind that I want to tell people. It's either long chapters and longer wait times or short updates and shorter wait times. I'm choosing to move the story faster through shorter wait times 😕 While that may change in future depending on my day job and overall reception of the series, this is the best I can do for something I'm doing in my own time without any compensation beyond a few kind words 😕 I do like ending chapters on some cliffhanger or a final note so that it does make you feel wanting for more yet not incomplete so that's on me.....sorry! Interact with my art on tumblr here while you wait maybe?

Are you Indian?

Yes! I am! To be more specific I'm half Bengali and half Telugu and grew up in Bihar. A lot of my work is centered in regions I grew up in or have personal connections to!

How can I support?

Read my comic on Webtoon!!! Link here . If you have a Webtoon account, considering subscribing! If you like a chapter, leave a like or comment on it to let me know! I'm also here on Tumblr ALL THE TIME and will gladly talk forever about my characters unprompted. If you can, interact with me and my Ragtag Misfits posts!! It not only boosts my morale but talking and delving deep into character stories helps me flesh them out further! And it lets me know someone is reading my work :)

Can I support you monetarily?

Absolutely! Other than the tipping feature on tumblr, I also have a Ko-fi you can tip me at!

Do you do commissions?

I do open commissions every now and then! Check my Ko-fi for details.

Do you have a question I didn't answer? Feel free to drop an ask!

Ragtag Misfits tags on this blog:

#ragtag misfits or #rgtg - All Ragtag Misfits posts

#ragtag misfits chapter update or #rgtg chapter update - Weekly Chapter Updates

#ragtag misfits lore or #ragtag misfits worldbuidling - All Worldbuilding posts

#rgtg wip - Chapter WIPs and sneak peeks

#character sheet - I only have Ragtag Misfits character sheets here now but this may expand to include more OCs!

Individual character tags are in the format of #rgtg <character name>. Eg: Arun's tag is #rgtg arun. The monk's tag is #rgtg monk. And so on.

[guruglobalschoolindore]

What do children learn at Preschool? A peek into early education

Preschool is an exciting and important stage in a child's early years, during which they begin to explore the world beyond their family and build skills that will serve as the foundation for future learning and personal growth. During this time, children are exposed to a wide range of learning activities that address all aspects of development—social, emotional, cognitive, physical, and artistic. Let's look at what children normally learn in preschool and why these lessons are so crucial.

Self Confidence

First and foremost, enrolling your child in preschool is an important lesson in developing self-confidence. A preschool not only helps children overcome separation anxiety, but it also fosters age-appropriate independence. Children learn a variety of skills on their own, whether it's how to wash their hands before meals or how to organize their stuff effectively. These experiences, in turn, teach in them a healthy sense of self-worth and confidence.

Cognitive Development and Early Academics

Cognitive development is another key component of preschool education. Children are taught early literacy skills such as letter recognition, sound identification, and understanding the relationship between letters and words. Story time, singing, and interactive reading sessions help children build their vocabulary and understand the fundamentals of language. In addition to literacy, preschoolers begin to investigate mathematical concepts by counting, recognizing numbers, and identifying shapes and patterns. These early academic abilities are taught in a fun and engaging way, ensuring that children develop a love of learning that will continue them throughout their schooling.

Socialization Skills

One of the most important parts of preschool education is the growth of social skills. Children engage with classmates and adults outside of their family for the first time in preschool, where they learn important social behaviors. They learn to share toys, take turns, and work together in group activities. These encounters teach kids the value of empathy, respect, and friendship. Through guided play and group projects, they learn how to articulate their needs and listen to others, laying the groundwork for good communication later in life.

Kindergarten Readiness

A Best Preschool for Kids plays an important role in setting the groundwork for school readiness. The correct preschool may make a significant difference in the child's life by allowing them to spend time away from home, providing them with the attention and stimulation they require to develop into good learners, and teaching those pre-academic skills. Above all, the most important thing that the ideal preschool teaches is to start a child's interest. In basic terms, a preschool teaches children how to think rather than what they should think. This important skill helps the children as he or she enters kindergarten and beyond. The ability to question everything around them makes the child a lifelong learner.

To Sum Up

The correct preschool can make a significant impact in preparing a child for kindergarten and life in general. When we encourage young learners who like the learning process, we create students who can make the most of the information they receive. With this strategy, the child will be prepared for school, and we will most likely see favorable results as parents.

Guru Global School is the Play School in Bengali Square, Indore. Our school promotes complete growth and development of children through better education. It helps in the development of children's mind and helps them to join and be active in the society. we have a dedicated team of staff members who prioritize the well-being of students and provides a comprehensive and enriching educational experience for children.

[muslimmarriageevents]

Events for the Bengali and Muslim Communities in Birmingham

Birmingham, a city rich in diversity, is known for its vibrant cultural tapestry, where various communities come together to celebrate their heritage and traditions. Among these, the Bengali and Muslim communities play a significant role in adding to the city's colorful cultural landscape. This article delves into the heart of these communities, focusing on the Bengali event in Birmingham and single Muslim marriage events, which are pivotal in bringing people together and fostering connections.

Celebrating Bengali Heritage in Birmingham

Birmingham hosts a variety of cultural events throughout the year, and the Bengali event in Birmingham is one that stands out for its lively and colorful celebration of Bengali heritage. These events are a delightful mix of traditional music, dance, art, and cuisine, offering a taste of Bengal right in the heart of the UK. Whether it's the celebration of Durga Puja, Pohela Boishakh (Bengali New Year), or smaller cultural gatherings, these events bring the Bengali community together, fostering a sense of unity and pride.

The Bengali event in Birmingham serves not only as a platform for cultural expression but also as an opportunity for the younger generation to connect with their roots. It allows them to experience and participate in the rich traditions of their heritage, ensuring that these customs continue to thrive in future generations. These events are open to all, welcoming people from different backgrounds to experience Bengali culture, fostering intercultural understanding and harmony in the city.

Connecting Hearts: Single Muslim Marriage Events

Parallel to these cultural celebrations, Birmingham also hosts single Muslim marriage events that are crucial for individuals seeking lifelong companionship within the framework of Islamic values. These events are meticulously organized, providing a comfortable and respectful environment where single Muslims can meet potential partners.

The single Muslim marriage events in Birmingham cater to a diverse group of individuals, from young professionals to those who are a little older and are still seeking the right partner. These events are not just about finding a spouse; they also offer valuable opportunities for networking, learning, and growing within the community. The structured format ensures that participants can interact meaningfully with others, discussing shared values, goals, and interests in a respectful and dignified setting.

These events are organized by various community groups and organizations, with the goal of helping individuals find compatible partners while adhering to Islamic principles. The success of these events lies in their ability to bring together like-minded individuals who are serious about finding a partner for marriage, creating an atmosphere of trust and mutual respect.

Fostering Community and Connections

Both the Bengali event in Birmingham and the single Muslim marriage events are integral to the social fabric of Birmingham’s Bengali and Muslim communities. These events not only celebrate culture and tradition but also create avenues for meaningful connections and relationships.

In a city as diverse as Birmingham, such events play a crucial role in maintaining the cultural integrity of different communities while promoting inclusivity and understanding. They offer a space where traditions can be celebrated, new connections can be forged, and individuals can find a sense of belonging.

[gssoftwareposts]

Great Hotel  at Unbelievably Lowest price in Darjeeling 

those who love to travel, there’s nothing quite like the feeling of setting off on an adventure. If it’s been a while since you’ve felt the joy of exploring a new destination, now is the time to reignite that wanderlust. And where better to begin than with a trip to the majestic hills of Darjeeling?

Darjeeling, with its rolling hills, lush tea gardens, and the breathtaking view of the snow-capped Kanchenjunga, is a paradise for travelers. But what makes the experience even better is finding a great hotel at an unbelievably low price. Whether you’re planning a solo escape, a romantic retreat, or a family vacation, this hidden gem in Darjeeling offers everything you need for a memorable stay without breaking the bank.

A Room with a View: Comfort Meets Beauty

One of the greatest joys of visiting Darjeeling is waking up to the stunning sight of the snow-covered Kanchenjunga. Imagine drawing back the curtains in the morning to find the sun casting its golden rays on the mighty mountain, while the mist slowly lifts from the valleys below. This is not just a room with a view; it’s a daily spectacle that takes your breath away and fills your heart with peace.

The rooms in this hotel are thoughtfully designed to maximize comfort while allowing guests to soak in the beauty of the surroundings. Whether you choose a cozy single room or a spacious suite, you’ll find that each room offers a perfect blend of modern amenities and local charm. The décor is simple yet elegant, with warm colors and tasteful furnishings that make you feel right at home. Large windows invite natural light and offer uninterrupted views of the Kanchenjunga, ensuring that you’re never far from the beauty of the Himalayas.

For those who appreciate the finer details, the rooms come equipped with all the essentials needed for a comfortable stay. From plush bedding to ensure a good night’s sleep to modern bathrooms stocked with quality toiletries, every aspect of the room is designed with your comfort in mind. After a day of exploring the sights of Darjeeling, there’s nothing quite like returning to a cozy room where you can unwind and relax. Hotel wind horse best hotel in darjeeling mall

Unmatched Hospitality: Making Every Guest Feel Special

What sets this hotel apart from others in Darjeeling isn’t just its location or the view—it’s the hospitality. From the moment you step through the doors, you’re greeted with a warm smile and a genuine desire to make your stay unforgettable. The staff here go above and beyond to ensure that every guest feels welcome and well taken care of. Whether it’s helping you plan your itinerary, arranging transportation, or simply offering a friendly chat, their dedication to service is truly exceptional.

The hotel’s hospitality is rooted in the local culture, which values warmth, kindness, and generosity. Guests are treated like family, at Hotel wind horse best hotel in darjeeling mall with the staff always ready to accommodate special requests or provide personalized recommendations. Need advice on the best places to visit? Looking for a quiet spot to enjoy your morning tea? Whatever your needs, the staff is always happy to assist. It’s this attention to detail and genuine care that turns a simple stay into a memorable experience.

Dining Delights: Savor the Flavors of Darjeeling

A visit to Darjeeling wouldn’t be complete without indulging in the local cuisine, and the hotel’s in-house restaurant offers a delightful array of dishes to satisfy every palate. Start your day with a hearty breakfast featuring both local and international options, from freshly baked bread and pastries to traditional Darjeeling delicacies. The restaurant sources fresh ingredients from local markets, ensuring that every dish is bursting with flavor.

Lunch and dinner offer a variety of choices, from authentic North Indian and Bengali dishes to continental favorites. Of course, no meal in Darjeeling is complete without a cup of the world-famous Darjeeling tea. Whether you prefer it strong and black or with a splash of milk, the tea here is a treat for the senses. At Hotel wind horse best hotel in darjeeling mallEnjoy it on the terrace, where you can sip your tea while taking in the panoramic views of the mountains.

For those who prefer to dine in the privacy of their room, the hotel offers room service, allowing you to enjoy a delicious meal with the stunning Kanchenjunga as your backdrop. And if you have any dietary preferences or restrictions, the chefs are more than happy to accommodate them.

Explore Darjeeling: The Perfect Base for Adventure

While the hotel offers plenty of comforts to keep you relaxed and entertained, no trip to Darjeeling is complete without exploring the many attractions the region has to offer. The hotel’s central location makes it an ideal base for all your adventures, whether you’re here for 

For nature lovers, a visit to the tea gardens is a must. Walk through the lush green plantations, learn about the tea-making process, and sample some freshly brewed tea. The experience is both educational and relaxing. If you’re traveling with kids, the Padmaja Naidu Himalayan Zoological Park and the Himalayan Mountaineering Institute are both great places to visit.

After a day of exploring, return to the hotel to relax and unwind. Whether you choose to enjoy a quiet evening on the terrace, take a leisurely stroll in the hotel’s garden, or simply relax in your room with a good book, you’ll find that the hotel offers the perfect balance between adventure and relaxation.

Exceptional Value: Luxury at a Low Price

In today’s world, finding a hotel that offers both luxury and affordability can be a challenge. But this hotel in Darjeeling manages to do just that. Despite its prime location, stunning views, and exceptional service, the hotel offers some of the lowest rates in the area. It’s proof that you don’t have to spend a fortune to enjoy a high-quality stay.

The hotel’s commitment to providing great value is evident in everything it offers. From the comfortable rooms and excellent amenities to the attentive service and delicious dining options, every aspect of the hotel is designed to give guests the best possible experience at the lowest possible price. It’s the perfect choice for travellers who want to enjoy the beauty and charm of Darjeeling without overspending.

Plan Your Stay Today

If you’ve been longing for a break from the hustle and bustle of everyday life, now is the perfect time to plan your trip to Darjeeling. This great hotel offers everything you need for a relaxing and memorable stay, all at an unbelievably low price. With its comfortable rooms, stunning views, excellent service, and convenient location, it’s the ideal base for exploring one of India’s most beautiful hill stations.

Whether you’re travelling solo, with a partner, or with your family, you’ll find that this hotel caters to all your needs. The friendly staff, cozy rooms, and delicious food make it a home away from home, while the stunning views of Kanchenjunga provide a daily dose of inspiration. And with so much to see and do in Darjeeling, you’ll never run out of things to explore.

So why wait? Dust off your suitcase, grab your camera, and get ready to rediscover the joy of travel. 

[kethabali]

so he also grew up in same place as me just uptown and i grew up downtown… got both grew up in the projects both bengali and he’s just … he has tattoos and he looks so hot when he smokes cigarettes idk bruh. it makes me wanna straddle his cock while he blows smoke in my face and kisses me and his family is kinda chaotic like mine and his parents also sleep in different beds his whole life and he was asking me questions about myself (no i don’t think it’s bc he likes me obviously.. im still ten years younger) he even said i look like a baby but i don’t care he makes me so horny and needy i bet he’d fuck me if he saw how pretty my pussy is under all my baggy clothes and how nice my ass is to spank and my throat to choke and my waist to hold down as he sinks my pussy down on his cock .. i’m so sorry i feel like such a slut writing this out in literally in public but i couldn’t help it bc i spent too much time alone with him (literally like 20 mins) but well i’ve been eyeing him and brushing up against him for like 6 hours before that so spare me okay and i smoked twice in that time and im so horny i don’t even know Why i decided all of a sudden that i like him. yes i considered him before but never seriously until last night. not sure what bought this sudden shift maybe just experiencing something historic and new with him made my hormones blah or it’s bc im bleeding does that make me emotional extra? whatever this is so fun i haven’t had a crush since last year and i loooove it i love dreaming and sleeping thinking ab being touched and having someone in my mind through the day (someone i actually have contact with and don’t have to worry ab them disappearing bc we’re legit friends (i think, i hope)) this is the best crush ive ever had i love being an adult i wouldn’t have met him if i didn��t have my housing which gave me time to focus on my organizing which is how i met him… i always secretly hoped i meet someone through this work someone as passionate as me but with a set of knowledge and skills o don’t have and we exchange and he has that… its so hot how he actually accidentally fits a lot of things i always secretly want (im not saying we’re gonna be anything im just saying. he’s hot) obviously he’s 32 and im 22 so. you know i never been with someone 10 years older than me or even been genuinely attracted to one that much older . someone i have a relationship with ( like as in our contact exists) i haven’t wanted to talk to someone in a WHILE * thought i would have to find more friends through the dumb apps but hey organizing seems to be a good way to make friends as long as you’re open right and the weed made me more open today i talked to everyone one on one and it went well in my opinion with all of them . it was good really good i’ve never had anything like this in my lifeS i am going slow though bc slow is good and i have my whole life so. don’t spill your beans to people and trust them with your whole being so early but im willing to believe in the best of these people based on what i’ve seen they have maturity and willingness and communication which is legit all i ask for this motivates me to have that discussion with *** about that stuff bc how the stakes don’t feel so high bc i have other community :)

when i’m around this group i feeel like i have time to slow down and listen like i don’t have to keep talking to be respected i just listen and im the most me i ever am around people which is still far from who i am when im completely alone but progress is progress and i celebrate that immensely i don’t even obsess over him the entire time bc everyone is interesting to talk to and the convo is genuinely interesting that i can focus on it even when im cuckoo eyed for him

i think this will be fun

[debanish]

Road Trip: 6,000 Km, 7 States, 2 Plates Of Kolhapuri Chicken, And 1 Orange

A short highway drive led to this blog post. Three of us drove down from Delhi to Goa via Udaipur and Mumbai. After getting sunburn for three days in Goa, we drove onwards to a town near Mangaluru to see the beaches.

No one gives a samosa these days, so this post will omit annoyances like scenery, sunset, wanderlust, the mountains-are-calling, and I-love-travel nonsense.

My mother is used to hearing unpleasant, unexpected things from people about me. When word reached her that I have decided to drive down south thousands of kilometres with some people from Delhi, with the possibility that I may drive back home alone for a few thousand kilometres more, she tried to change my mind.

"No, no, no," she said on the phone at night, far away from Imphal. "It's very dangerous. What if you get hurt in an accident, or worse?"

"Accidents happen all the time," I said. "But we will be fine," I told her, not entirely sure about that. Who can predict the future? After a while she agreed she would be cool about it.

Mothers are like that. But they will let you go eventually. They know that you, too, have been collecting years.

We set out for Udaipur from Delhi at 6 am. A lab in Jaipur, a city that falls on our route, agreed to take samples for COVID-19 test. Any cop at state borders could ask for an RT-PCR report even if you are fully vaccinated. Whatever the cop says is final when you are travelling by road, so we decided to be well-prepared. The only chai-paani I like is the one I have myself.

We reached Udaipur at 9 pm. For dinner, we ordered Rajasthani laal maans. This drive across seven states - Delhi, Haryana, Rajasthan, Gujarat, Maharashtra, Goa, and Karnataka - opened up infinite possibilities of tasting the best food in each state.

We entered the Gujarat border at 10 am. A police officer stopped us to check documents and asked, "Carrying any daaru?" We said no, of course, and he let us through.

Next came the Godhra bypass, a state highway with a smooth surface and proper markings that made driving quite fun. The state highways in Gujarat are better than some national highways.

Baroda, Surat and hunger followed soon. We drove past dhaba after dhaba with "only veg" and "pure veg" signboards, until we found one with a poster that showed an omelette. This, we blamed the Bengali in the car.

Over 13 hours of driving put us right on the doorstep of Navi Mumbai. Pushing and fighting your way inside a coach in Delhi's busy Rajiv Chowk metro station is way easier than entering Mumbai during evening rush hour traffic.

There are two main routes from Mumbai to Goa. The first is a twisty old highway that passes through ghat roads, and the second is a straight run on the plains via Pune and Kolhapur. Many prefer the second route because why not? The old highway is full of potholes, back pain and feelings about taking a U-turn for home ASAP.

We stopped at Kolhapur bypass for Kolhapuri chicken. See for yourself in the photo below.

The road from Nipani in Karnataka all the way to the Goa border is narrow. But it was on this stretch that we liked stopping for tea and filter coffee.

We reached Goa at night on Day 3 after we drove out from Delhi.

Some days later we prepped for the ride to our next destination - Surathkal, a clean, green, and quiet beach town 20 km from Mangaluru in Karnataka.

Fish thaali in Karwar, on the Karnataka-Goa border, and filter coffee in Udupi really charged up the drive to Surathkal, where we reached in no time and stayed at a friend's house, just a 10-minute walk from a white, sandy beach.

We chilled at Surathkal for two days, visited Mangaluru and enjoyed ghee roast chicken and gadbad ice-cream.

When the time to return home came, a small but not an entirely unexpected problem presented itself like magic. See, I drove down with two friends all the way from Delhi, but they flew back to attend a wedding. A stern message came from home that either I find someone to ride shotgun on the return leg, or I give the car to Agarwal Packers and Movers and fly back. I cannot drive back alone, the serious people at home said.

The only person who came to mind was an old friend from school, who in Class 12 taught me how to drive a motorcycle wrong and wreck it. By now we go back a quarter of a century. I dialled him and presented the plan - he would fly down to Goa, stay for a day, and drive back with me to Delhi with a night's stop each in Mumbai and Udaipur. "You can eat anything you like, stop anywhere you like," I told him. It did the trick. He took a flight to Goa within 24 hours with only a small backpack.

The return leg did not play out any different than how we had come. We traced back the same routes. The Godhra bypass had excellent reflective markings that made driving at night safe. The Rajasthan-Gujarat border near Udaipur had similar safety features. These two stretches helped a lot in improving night driving skills.

That's all people. And about that orange, I forgot where I had kept it for the entire trip. When I finally reached home, it tumbled out from the magazine holder of the front seat.

Fin.

The fine print:

Vehicle: Maruti Suzuki Ignis 1.2 petrol manual, stock tyres upsized by 20 mm to 195/60/R15, Continental UC6

Total toll cost: Rs 5,210 (as per FASTag statement)

Total fuel cost: Rs 28,000 (approximate)

Best roads: Udaipur to Gujarat border, Udaipur-Jaipur highway, Godhra bypass, Mumbai-Pune expressway, Udupi to Surathkal highway

Worst roads: 30 km from Amboli ghat to north Goa border, exit from Navi Mumbai to Thane, Gurgaon-Jaipur highway (road surface is relatively smooth, but it's really bad for night driving due to absence of lane markings on the road; you can get blinded with oncoming headlights and not find directional help since the white lines on the road are missing)

Recommended dhabas and restaurants: Shree Mahalaxmi Seafood Restaurant, Kolhapur bypass; Shetty Lunch Home, Mangaluru; Cafe de Voyage, Margao; Laxmi Family Restaurant and Bar, Morjim.

Thanks to Ira, Jayashree, Munmun, Stella, Rajib, Smitha and Jayant for the company during the road trip and taking these photos.

[tragicvampyr]

DID HE BREAK YOU? — AAKASH GHATAK

126 in vampire years. turned at 34 yrs old. 6’0”. vampire. professional knife-thrower. enamored with marisol (@.gardeniadoll)

born in approx 1897, his official place of birth was unknown until the 1970s when it was officially recognized as bangladesh. he lived in several countries from england to france, picking up languages which is why he speaks english, french, latin, and bengali. aakash would eventually be turned in the 1930s and come to be accepted into a freak show where he traveled through france, and eventually to america. this is when he came to live in dewthorn, california for the rest of his years once they outlawed freak shows for being inhumane.

being a vampire, he has been aged by the world and thus comes off as cold to a lot of people that attempt interactions with him. he likes to observe people in silence, causing him to be known as quiet and observant. due to his fear of vulnerability, people find him hard to truly know besides his partner whom managed to break through his boundaries but mere strangers may find a problem with doing. he is rather even-tempered unless someone tries to make him feel weak or simply won’t leave him alone.

miscellaneous information:

unlike stereotypical vampires, he does not have a true weakness to the sun besides having sensitive eyes and having to wear sunglasses when he goes out.

since he’s a vampire, he has superhuman abilities such as superhuman strength/speed, immortality, mind reading, limited mind control, and ability to light fires.

he has his weaknesses as well, but mainly decapitation, being set on fire, drinking the blood of corpses or having his heart destroyed.

doesn’t eat human food because it tastes similar to soap or cleaning chemicals.

[artbymsl]

HOW IS CELEBRATED "DAY OF THE DEAD" AROUND THE WORLD?

Have an extraordinary experience - ML ✿

The Day of the Dead

Around the world

Day of the Dead is celebrated around the world; it is one of the most important festivities in Mexico. The festivity honors dead with a celebration that involves food, dance and colorful decorations. Variety of colors are used to bring meaning and life into houses and buildings. Each place has a different way to celebrate the Day of the Dead. When it comes to honor an important familiar, customs and traditions are the key.

Do you know that Toltecs believed that dead people return to Earth and visit their families for about two days?

Discover the extraordinary ways to celebrate the Day of the Dead around the world, maybe you can spend the next holiday with different ideas and gifts to your long-lost loved ones.

The beauty of Day of the Dead in Mexico

Mexico is the place that comes to our mind when we talk about “Day of the Dead”; it was inspired by a Gooddess Mictecacíhualt in pre-Columbian period.

Nowadays, people visit the graves of their loved ones and set up offering, such a cempaxúchilt (a flower that symbolizes the sun) and food with a deep meaning. Food is a feeling, and our favorite food is a thing that give us satisfaction and happiness. The favorite food of our loved ones is put on the grave. All of this to invoke their spirits. When one of my aunt’s love one passed away, she put coke cans around the grave, it was the favorite drink of my uncle.

Nicaragua’s Day of the Dead

Family tomb is the key event in Nicaragua’s celebration. Food and drinks are sold on November 2nd. Cemeteries are fill with candles, flowers and offerings. The National flower of Nicaragua is Sacuanjoche. 

Ireland’s Day of the Dead

They believe that the souls of the dead return to their family home on All Soul’s Night. In other places of Ireland, kids have an important appointment. They go “soul-caking”, visiting neighbors to beg for cakes in exchange for prayers to be said for the dead.

1.    Irish go to bed early, but before it, they visit the cementer and clean the grave, dedicate players and leave a candle burning.

2.  Before bed, they once again light a candle for each of those who have passed. The candle is left in a window that faced the cemetery. When the evening prayer finished, the candle is extinguished. 

Halloween in United States

Halloween is one of the most important holidays in US. Dressing up like monsters, zombies and horror movie characters has been popularized by movies and TV. Children’s believe that it is a day when you can trick-or-treat. Places like Guatemala, Mexico and United States celebrate the Day of the Dead at big.

If you want to experience Halloween, every year, New York City Village Halloween Parade, attracts thousands of people dressed in costumes who gather at 6th avenue for a parade through Greenwich Village. 

The Indian Day of the Dead

Shraddha and Mahalaya are celebrated in India. They can be referred to as the Day of the Dead. In Shraddha Hindu families perform rituals with food offerings and prayers. Meanwhile, Mahalaya have a particular place in West Bengal and among Bengali communities. On Mahalaya, people tend to wake up early to listen the “Enchanting Malahaya Mantras”; it is the beginning of the festive season.

[talkingbeesonlinetutor]

The Advantage of Online Bengali Music Classes: Why Should You Choose a Bengali Online Tutor?

 Learning music is a journey that enriches the soul and mind. For those interested in Bengali music, an essential part of India's rich cultural heritage, finding the right platform and tutor is crucial. With the advent of digital learning, Online Bengali Music Class have emerged as a convenient and effective way to delve into this art form. But what are the advantages of opting for an online Bengali music class? Why should you consider a Bengali online tutor over traditional methods? Let's explore these questions and discover how you can benefit from this modern approach to music education.

What Are the Benefits of Online Bengali Music Classes?

Opting for an online Bengali music class comes with several distinct advantages that cater to the needs of today's learners.

Flexibility and ConvenienceOnline Bengali music classes offer unparalleled flexibility. You can schedule your lessons at times that fit your busy lifestyle, whether you are a student, a working professional, or someone managing a household. This flexibility ensures that you can pursue your musical interests without compromising on other commitments.

Access to Expert TutorsThe geographical location is no longer a barrier to learning from the best. Online platforms allow you to connect with experienced and highly skilled Bengali music tutors from different parts of the world. This access ensures that you receive top-notch instruction regardless of your location.

Customized Learning PaceOne of the significant benefits of online Bengali music classes is the ability to learn at your own pace. Whether you are a beginner who needs more time to understand the basics or an advanced student looking to refine your skills, online classes can be tailored to meet your individual needs.

Comprehensive ResourcesOnline classes provide a plethora of resources, including video tutorials, practice recordings, and written materials. These resources are available at your fingertips, allowing for consistent practice and a deeper understanding of Bengali music.

Interactive and Engaging Sessions

Contrary to popular belief, online music classes can be highly interactive. With video conferencing tools, tutors can give real-time feedback, demonstrate techniques, and engage with students as effectively as in person. This interaction enhances the learning experience and ensures you stay engaged.

How Do Bengali Online Tutor Enhance Learning?

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Understanding the structure and benefits of having a Bengali online tutor can shed light on how they enhance the learning experience.

Personalized AttentionOnline classes often have smaller student-to-teacher ratios compared to traditional settings. This arrangement allows tutors to provide more personalized attention, ensuring that each student receives the guidance they need to progress.

Structured CurriculumReputable online music schools offer a structured curriculum that covers various aspects of Bengali music, from basic techniques to advanced performance skills. This structured approach ensures comprehensive learning and mastery of the art form.

Global CommunityEnrolling in online Bengali music classes connects you with a global community of learners and musicians. This network can provide support, inspiration, and opportunities for collaboration, enhancing your overall learning experience.

Regular AssessmentsRegular assessments and feedback are crucial for musical growth. Online classes often incorporate periodic evaluations to track your progress and identify areas for improvement. This continuous feedback loop helps in maintaining motivation and focus.

What Should You Look for in an Online Bengali Music Class?

Selecting the right online Bengali music class is essential for a fruitful learning journey. Here are some factors to consider:

Qualified InstructorsEnsure that the instructors have significant experience and expertise in teaching Bengali music. Look for tutors who are not only skilled performers but also effective educators.

Comprehensive CurriculumA good online Bengali music class should offer a comprehensive curriculum that covers both theoretical and practical aspects of the music form. This includes voice training, understanding of ragas, and performance techniques.

Student Reviews and TestimonialsCheck reviews and testimonials from other students to gauge the quality of the classes. Positive feedback from past students is a good indicator of the effectiveness of the course.

Trial ClassesMany online platforms offer trial classes. Taking a trial class can give you a sense of the teaching style and whether it suits your learning preferences.

Technical SupportSince the classes are conducted online, having robust technical support is essential. Ensure that the platform provides assistance in case of technical issues to avoid disruptions in your learning.

How to Make the Most of Your Online Bengali Music Classes?

To truly benefit from your online Bengali music classes, it’s important to approach them with the right mindset and practices.

Set Clear GoalsDefine what you want to achieve through your Bengali music lessons.

Whether it's mastering a particular song, improving your vocal technique, or gaining a deeper understanding of Bengali musical traditions, having clear goals will keep you motivated and focused.

Create a Dedicated Practice SpaceHaving a quiet, dedicated space for practice can significantly enhance your focus and productivity. Ensure this space is free from distractions and equipped with the necessary materials for your lessons.

Maintain a Practice ScheduleConsistency is key in music learning. Set a regular practice schedule and stick to it. Regular practice will help reinforce what you learn in your classes and improve your skills steadily.

Record and Review Your SessionsRecording your practice sessions and reviewing them can provide valuable insights into your progress and areas that need improvement. Many online platforms allow recording of sessions, so take advantage of this feature.

Engage Actively in ClassesActively participate in your online classes. Ask questions, seek clarifications, and engage in discussions. This active engagement will enhance your understanding and retention of the material.

Why Are Online Bengali Music Classes Gaining Popularity?

The rising popularity of online Bengali music classes can be attributed to several factors:

Technological AdvancementsAdvances in technology have made high-quality video conferencing, seamless streaming, and interactive online platforms possible. These technologies facilitate an engaging and effective learning environment.

Pandemic InfluenceThe COVID-19 pandemic accelerated the adoption of online learning across various fields, including music. With restrictions on in-person gatherings, many turned to online classes, realizing their benefits and convenience.

Cost-EffectivenessOnline classes often prove to be more cost-effective compared to traditional in-person lessons. There are no commuting costs, and many platforms offer affordable pricing models, making music education accessible to a wider audience.

Cultural ExchangeOnline platforms facilitate cultural exchange, allowing students from different parts of the world to learn and share their musical traditions. This cross-cultural interaction enriches the learning experience and broadens students' perspectives.

How Can You Overcome Challenges in Online Learning?

While online learning offers numerous advantages, it also comes with its own set of challenges. Here’s how you can overcome them:

Technical DifficultiesEnsure you have a reliable internet connection and are familiar with the platform being used. Having a backup plan for technical glitches can help avoid disruptions.

Lack of Physical InteractionWhile online classes lack physical interaction, you can make up for it by actively engaging in virtual discussions and using visual aids. Building a rapport with your instructor through regular communication also helps.

Self-DisciplineOnline learning requires a higher degree of self-discipline. Setting a regular schedule, creating a conducive learning environment, and staying committed to your goals can help maintain discipline.

MotivationMaintaining motivation can be challenging in an online setting. Joining online music communities, participating in virtual performances, and celebrating small achievements can keep you motivated.

What Future Trends Can We Expect in Online Bengali Music Classes?

The future of online Bengali music classes looks promising, with several trends shaping the landscape:

Integration of AI and Machine LearningArtificial Intelligence (AI) and Machine Learning (ML) are set to revolutionize online music education. These technologies can provide personalized learning experiences, analyze student performances, and offer real-time feedback.

Virtual Reality (VR) and Augmented Reality (AR)VR and AR technologies have the potential to create immersive learning environments. Imagine attending a virtual concert, interacting with historical musicians, or practicing in a simulated concert hall.

Enhanced InteractivityFuture platforms will likely offer more interactive features, such as live collaborative performances, interactive tutorials, and gamified learning experiences.

Focus on Holistic EducationOnline music classes will increasingly focus on providing a holistic education, integrating elements of music theory, history, and cultural context along with practical training.

Conclusion

The advantage of online Bengali music classes lies in their flexibility, accessibility, and the wealth of resources they offer. Bengali online tutors provide a structured yet personalized approach to learning, connecting students with expert instructors and a global community. By setting clear goals, maintaining a disciplined practice schedule, and actively engaging in classes, you can make the most of your online learning experience. As technology continues to evolve, the future of online music education looks bright, promising even more innovative and effective ways to learn and appreciate the rich tradition of Bengali music. So, embrace the digital revolution and embark on your musical journey with confidence and enthusiasm.