#get rishta

[stormyrainyday]

my baat pakki is tomorrow except i don't get holidays during this year of med school so they're celebrating without me and they said they'd zoom call me bruh

[hanaasbananas]

im getting married this year. what the f-

[graciebrams]

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[thursdayg1rl]

ok just sent my thank you text to my aunt in australia for having food and a cake delivered for my birthday

[johndonneswife]

i love how instagram thinks i’m a single desi woman looking for an arranged marriage (my explore page and an ad i just got)

[starfire-s]

humbled this aunty by saying no to her son 😊

so i talked to a pakistani aunty regarding a rishta and she then called my aunty and said “i was healthy but that can be fixed by taking me on walks and by making me exercise” like excuse me????

[sakurapandadreams]

୨♡୧ ASTRO OBSERVATIONS PT 5

Please take all of these predictions with a grain of salt I'm not a professional astrologer.

Here's my masterlist

& if you have any questions here are the GUIDELINES

NATAL OBSERVATIONS

🫐 Aquarius Mercuries also leave people on read thinking they'll reply later, dude reply now you guys will forget later on.

🫐 Venus square Pluto may get bullied by women and the men they reject.

🫐 Your Moon also shows what you overthink about :-

Eg : Virgo Moons overthink whether their intelligent enough or not.

Libra Moons overthink whether people love them or not.

Capricorn Moons are busy overthinking about who's lying.

Pisces Moons are busy overthinking about fictional characters or things that have not even taken place.

🫐 Mars in Taurus is also quite sensual and these people may have a high libido. Most of them know how to channel their energy.

🫐 Venus in Virgo tends to look good no matter what they wear [at times they may wear clothes that won't necessarily be their style but they will still end up looking good in it].

🫐 Cancer Moons are also good at manifestation.

🫐 Pisces Sun, Pisces Moons are better at hiding things, stuff, their personal life. Basically they lie where required.

🫐 Mars in Capricorn reminds me people who are more active mentally than physically. These people know when to play and when to be serious.

🫐 Cancer Risings I can't just blatantly state you guys get bad partners, it's just you guys often fall for people who have a tough time expressing themselves emotionally. You guys also end up being in karmic relationships many a times.

🫐 Moon square Mars tends to feel emotions very intensely. They should journal their anger on a clean piece of paper and then burn the paper.

VEDIC OBSERVATIONS

🫐 If you have a moon darakaraka, only in this placement you can marry a person with the same sign as yours.

🫐 Mars in the 2nd house may eat alot of meat, it's like they'll love meat and find it hard to be a Vegan or Vegetarian.

🫐 Also Mars in the 2nd house swears or curses a lot doesn't matter what sign. They can end up creating new cuss words too lol.

🫐 Rahu 10th house is a good placement however the natives with this placement struggle to choose a career for themselves.

🫐 Venus in the 9th house also tends to be asexual or sapiosexual.

🫐 Rahu in the 9th house makes you doubt your morals. Whether your a good person  or  not.

🫐 Sun-Mercury conjunction in the 7th house can give a spouse you has solutions to mostly all of your problems. Even if their not too educated they may still have solutions to your problems.

🫐 Sun Nakshatra people have so much perseverance like no matter what they go through they always stand tall facing their problems all by themselves.

🫐 Like 12th house reminds people of spiritual, paranormal, esoteric, escapism but what people forget is this house represents creativity as well.

🫐 12th house lord in the 9th house could mean your creative and would want to pursue a career in something artistic.

🫐 Venus in Pisces in any nakshatra gives you such ethereal dreamy looking face these people never age.

🫐 Sometimes I feel Mars atmakaraka has trouble asking for help.

🫐 Sagittarius Moons and Capricorn moons easily argue with each other then 5 min later their bffs like dude [yeh rishta kya keh lata hai.]

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blue lock boys x brown girl!

sae , rin , yoichi , michael

reader speaks hindi/urdu ;)

itoshi sae

the men's dress code was simple at your cousin's wedding. a black kurta. you helped sae with it and oh my god...he literally looked like a hot villain with the sleeves rolled up, hair pushed back and all. you were literally blushing, looking at him and he—"this is itchy..." and then when you're ready with your attire, he's in love all over again. but he doesn't show it ofcourse, he's itoshi sae, clicking his tongue, looking away. you ask him what's wrong. he's simply asks that ain't it injustice that the woman wear so much and get all dolled up while men just wear that and they're done? well. that's the question people have for generations now. but anyways. the aunties: where did you order him from?? does he have a brother?? (#SaveRin) later, while eating, he's grumpy cause some guy tried to flirt with THE itoshi sae's girlfriend. you just feed him a sweet saying, "don't be angry, sae-jii~" he glares at you, nom noming that addicting sweet.

itoshi rin

"JIJU~~~~"

"JIJAJI~~~"

there goes your little siblings already teasing him. but he doesn't mind, he only raises his eyebrow cause he knows that the little menaces are actually teasing you. you gently pinch your little brother's ear. owwwww! the gremlin dramatically cries, clinging onto rin, "jijaji, see! your wife is bullying me!" "good. she bullies me too." you gasp, hitting him on his arm. "what? im just being honest with my sala." you gasp louder, hitting him again. your grandma from the hallway, "don't hit him! it's bad luck to hit your husband in public!" and rin? he smirks! you have to smack him again. "don't act like an alpha, my dadi literally called you a beta." also cue neighbouring aunties— does he want a rishta?? my daughter's single! does he have a brother?? (#SaveSae)

isagi yoichi

he's becoming you. literally. he loves your culture so much T-T. he's learning your language, and not because he's nervous around your parents(ok maybe he is. and thats only natural.) but like, he really loves learning. he's so adorable, demanding to have a word for the day. he follows you like a puppy, lowkey annoying(jk he's never annoying. maybe overboard sometimes) "y/n, did i say it right—?" "USE DUO LINGO." :(. like i said, he's becoming you. he once said "acha" after his coach explains. during matches, he's like "ufff yaar!" whenever a tragedy happens.

everyone: ?

yoichi: mind your business.

HE CALLS YOU YAAR TOO😭. "yaar," he calls. "yo-chan." "what? you are my yaar," he grins, "and also my pyaar."

michael kaiser

ah yes. our favourite gora pakora. ofcourse he fell for a brown girl who was out of his league. he's your ma's favourite. at the dinner table, your ma's serving him food with a smile. and every time your dadi sees his plate empty, she's like— nope. not on my watch, bahu~ bring more food~ he's too thin!. michael chuckles and has to explain that he's an athlete and can't eat this much but the second your ma serves him another paratha, he's in heaven. "y/n never fed me this. i think she hates me," he complains to your ma. you choke on water, "what?? you literally said you didn't want anything spicy when i was about to make this!" you counter. "don't blame him!" ma defends his honour. "poor boy didn't know what he was missing," dadi adds. you sit there, lowkey sulking. "naraz na ho, meri jaan," he says with a horrible accent and a shit eating grin. everyone gasps. "when's the wedding???"

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[revolutionsingingintherainnn]

hello!!! so — i must confess something. i have been thinking *very very verrrrry* much about taking mr. ln chaar to a desi wedding (like a cousin's wedding or something) and watching him get bombarded with rishtas when they find out he's british, the aunties and uncles not realising that he's actually *with* reader and not just some baraati/random tinku ke mausi ke bete ka dost.

Big, Fat Indian Wedding ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

i love writing typical indian ffs, cause we really are a bunch of crazies

⤑ ln x desi!reader ༉‧₊˚.

⤑ fluff + humour ༉‧₊˚.

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"are you sure i look good?" lando had never worn a kurta before, but since y/n was attending someone's wedding, he had insisted on tagging along.

he turned to look at y/n, who stood beside the mirror, "babe, you look so good, i want to skip the wedding and spend the whole night here,"

lando giggled, turning red just slightly as he turned away from her, "y/n! stop!"

she laughed, throwing the dupatta at him.

lando held the dupatta in front of him, before putting it around his neck, and then looked at y/n for confirmation on whether it looked good or not. she nodded appreciatively.

y/n tucked her hand in lando's elbow, and the two exited the hotel room that the groom and bride had graciously offered them for the night, and walked to the venue.

lando, not being used to wearing a dhoti, fussed constantly about not accidentally stepping on it or getting it dirty. y/n could do nothing but watch her boyfriend take such good care and put in so much efforts to appreciate her culture.

when they stepped in, the two were immediately greeted with some of y/n's relatives at the gate.

"y/n! beta, how are you? we don't see you anymore!" an old man exclaimed.

y/n immediately untucked her hand and joined them together, "namaste, nanaji. i'm good, how have you been? your health?"

seeing the gesture that y/n had done, lando immediately copied, remembering when she had explained to him the basic courtesies of her culture.

"arre, beta, sab theek, sab theek," he continued talking, but lando, not understanding the language, walked ahead, getting lost in the bright flowery venue.

every surface had lights and flowers. there was a square stage in the middle of the area, which had it's own little roof made out of strings of flowers going from one side to the other. there were chairs facing the stage from all four directions. the bride and groom were standing, posing for pictures with a bunch of people, laughing and accepting gifts and envelopes.

lando's attention was focused on the stage, and without realising, he took a seat somewhere in the middle, eyes transfixed on the bride and groom. he watched as groups of people went up the stage, and the bride and the groom took turns explaining the relations, and then everyone turning to the camera for pictures.

he watched as the bride and groom smiled instantly when people arrived, and then softly spoke to each other when they found little moments in between. he watched as the groom wrapped an arm around his bride's waist and smiled so lovingly at her. lando wondered if this is what his marriage to y/n would look like. would she look as gorgeous as the bride? would he look as in love as the groom?

suddenly, a woman sat beside him. it wasn't y/n. definitely not. because this woman was almost double his age, and had a glint in her eye that he wasn't sure he liked.

"namaste, beta. kaha se ho tum?" the woman said, joining her hands in front of her like y/n had done before.

lando immediately copied, but continued to stare at her confusedly. "um, i don't really speak hindi. i'm so sorry,"

the woman's eyes lit up, "ohho! are you from america? where is that accent from?"

"i'm actually british. i'm not from america."

"british yani london?"

"yeah! yeah, london." lando said.

the woman immediately turned, calling out to her friends or relatives, lando didn't know, "arre, jaldi aao! london se munda hai! rishta nikaal lo!"

a group of ladies surrounded him now, and lando began to panic. he looked around for y/n, but failed to see her in the sea of people.

"you're from london, yes?" one of the women said.

"uh, yeah," lando began to stand, "actually, i'm looking for-"

the woman from before pulled at his arm, seating him again, "you were not looking for anyone. shut up and sit."

lando felt like a deer at the centre of a pride of lions. the women all stared at him, smiling and waiting, and he could not figure out just what they wanted from him.

suddenly, a woman shoved her phone in front of his face, her screen brightness so high, it made lando squint. "tell me, boy, do you like her?"

lando looked at the picture of her daughter, he assumed, "um, yeah, she's nice,"

"good, good. she's a doctor. she can move with you to london. doesn't have to work if you don't want her to,"

"what? no! why would she move to london with me? why would she leave her job?"

a different woman shoved her phone in his hand this time, "forget her. you look at her and tell me if you like her,"

"i'm sure all your daughters are really beautiful, but i'm here with-" lando tried to explain.

"tell me, what's your birthdate? kundli nikaal ke dekh lenge jiski jodi acchi banti hai,"

"13th november," lando responded, hoping that if he gave the women what they wanted, they would leave him alone.

"year?"

"1999,"

the women stared at their respective phones for a few minutes, and lando tried to use their distraction to escape. he was unsuccessful, as the previous woman who had tried to stop him before, stopped him again, this time keeping a firm grip on his arm.

"what do you do for a living?" the interrogation began again.

"uh, i'm a driver, a-"

the women all made disapproving sounds in unison, "matlab paisa kam hoga,"

"par, london mein gaadi chalayega toh paisa apne desh se toh zyaada hi hoga na,"

there were murmurs of agreement. lando looked for y/n again.

"how many properties you own?"

lando was confused by the line of questioning, but the firm hand on his arm stopped him from running away like he wanted to.

"one in monaco, and one in somerset, but that's my parents' place," he responded.

"yeh monaco kidhar aata?"

"arre, europe mein hi hoga kahi par. paisa hai iske paas, ladkiyaan khushi khushi reh sakti hai,"

"you have big family?" another question directed towards lando.

"i've got two sisters and a brother." he said.

"sasuraal mein rehna padega shaayad,"

"europe-sheurope mein sasuraal kuchh nahi hota hai. shaadi ke baad, sab alag alag rehne lagte hai,"

the women began discussing again. looking around for the millionth time, lando finally found his girlfriend.

y/n was standing a little far away, staring right at lando and his group of old women. she looked like she was trying not to laugh, as she conversed with another woman. lando sent her a pleading look, almost begging her to come save him.

y/n, seeing lando's look of fear, rolled her eyes, smiling, and began walking towards him. a hand cupped lando's cheeks, and pulled his attention back to the women surrounding him.

"how many kids you want? we want two, at least. we are okay for more also,"

lando blushed. why were strange women asking how many kids he wanted in his future? that was a conversation that he was only ever going to have with y/n, his girlfriend, the woman he was going to marry.

before he could respond, y/n's voice rang from behind him, "namaste, mamiji, chachiji, maasiji,"

the women lit up, talking over each other and greeting y/n. lando felt slightly calm now that his girlfriend was around, but he also knew that she was trouble. lando didn't know what to expect at this point.

"accha, y/n, batao, yeh ladke ko tum jaanti ho? london se hai," one of the women asked.

"haanji, jaanti hu na. mere saath aaya hai," she said.

"tumhare saath matlab?"

"arre, bhai hoga iska,"

"bhai-behen jaise lagte nahi hai, bhai kidhar se ho gaya?"

"duur ka rishtedaar ho sakta hai,"

"dost hoga varna,"

"dost ko kyu lekar aayegi voh,"

the women all spoke at once, arguing with each other. lando didn't know what he could do, and despite wanting to leave, the woman sitting beside him still had a firm grip on his arm.

"actually, humari sagaai hone vali hai. aaj bas puri family se milne aaya hai,"

whatever y/n had said, it had worked wonders, because the women immediately fell silent and stared at y/n. lando was just glad that the attention wasn't on him anymore.

"arranged hai ya love?"

"love marriage hai,"

"kitne saalo se jaante ho ek dusre ko?"

"6 years,"

"tumhare mummy papa ko pata hai?"

"haanji, unko sab pata hai,"

they all fell silent, looking at each other. it made lando think that maybe they were talking telepathically. it worried him. it scared him. more than crashing out on the track somehow.

"tumhare ladke ne bataya nahi. humari sabki ladkiyon ko dekh raha tha," one of them said, glaring at lando.

"itne saare nay log dekh kar darr gaya. aur aapne bolne bhi kaha diya usko?" y/n chuckled like she was making a joke, but no one else laughed. lando was so so confused.

slowly, the women stood up one by one, talking to y/n and bidding him goodbye. lando couldn't do much but just wave at them.

when the women were far far away from lando, he immediately got up and turned to his girlfriend, "who were they? why were they holding me captive? did i do something to offend them? why were they showing me pictures of their daughters?"

y/n laughed, grabbing his hands in hers and pulling him closer over the chair. she pecked his lips repeatedly, waiting for lando to calm down and kiss her properly. she knew people were watching, especially the old women who had just been sitting there, but she had told them that they were going to get married, so a little pda wouldn't matter that much.

his arms around her waist, lando pulled back, "baby, seriously,"

y/n laughed again, "those were relatives from all over. they thought that you were a single man, and they wanted to fix you up with one of their daughters for an arranged marriage,"

"what? why?"

"arranged marriages are very common in india, or southern asia in general. the arranged couple meet, talk a little, their horoscopes and stuff are matched, the parents talk about expectations from the in-laws, the dowry, all of that stuff," y/n explained.

"so, if you don't wanna get an arranged marriage, what do you do?"

"what we're doing. it's a love marriage. i fell in love with a man and i want to marry him, so i introduce him to my family, and the horoscopes, expectations, dowry all happens,"

lando was quiet for a second, his fingers tapping against her waist, his teeth biting his lip as he thought about something. "what if i don't want the dowry? like, i understand the horoscopes thing that its to see how compatible we are, right? but, is the dowry necessary?"

y/n kissed him again, "while it is the usual norm of the groom's family to take some kind of dowry, it's not necessary. it depends on the groom and his family,"

he wrapped his arms around her tighter, "okay, well, this groom and his family have decided to not take a dowry,"

y/n laughed, "i love you,"

lando smiled, "i love you too,"

the two turned to look at the bride and groom on stage. they watched as the groom kneeled on the floor and helped the bride with her shoes.

"is that going to be us one day?" lando softly asked.

"is that what you want? a big, fat indian wedding?" y/n countered.

"i want everything that's a part of you. if a big, fat indian wedding is a part of you, your dreams, i want it,"

"yeah, that's going to be us one day."

lando turned back towards the stage, a happiness spreading in his chest. he couldn't wait for his big, fat indian wedding.

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i hope you guys enjoyed this! i know a lot of people won't enjoy this, because a lot of the dialogues are in hindi, but i really hope all my desi girlies love this! i've also got a link for my taglist that you can find here! i'd love your support! https://ko-fi.com/kavi2305

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Author's note: HAPPY DIWALI TO EVERYONE CELEBRATING!!! I hope all of you are doing good. This smau is a service to all my brown girlies, (and @maxiepinkz) consider it a Diwali gift. Also, my non-brown girles, all of you can read it just for the funnies (I like to think I am hilarious). Anyway, I love you all so much. Happy reading, my loves🤍

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Diwali, also known as Deepavali, is a Hindu festival celebrated with great enthusiasm across India and various other parts of the world. It symbolizes the victory of light over darkness and good over evil. Diwali typically involves lighting oil lamps or diyas, decorating homes, exchanging gifts, and enjoying festive meals with family and friends. The festival holds cultural, religious, and social significance, promoting the spirit of joy, unity, and hope.

A ladoo (also spelt laddu) is a popular and traditional Indian sweet. It is a round-shaped sweet ball made from various ingredients, including flour, sugar, and ghee (clarified butter). Ladoos are often prepared during festivals, celebrations, and religious occasions in India. They are considered a symbol of good luck and are distributed as a gesture of joy.

Needless to say, it's my favourite time of the year😁

[mikudidi]

The way Indian soap operas do not give a flying fuck about continuity is absolutely insane like theoretically, the current year in yeh rishta kya kehlata hai should be at LEAST 2056. That's literally the minimum if you take the assumption everyone gets married at eighteen.

[rooh-afza]

now my dad is thinking about possibly introducing my cousin on my mom’s side to the cousin above although my mom thinks she’d be better with his younger brother bc they’re the same age and more similar in personality and they’re both planning on staying in the same city for the rest of their foreseeable future but that’s not happening unless my aunt and uncle decide to be normal so

being desi is so silly sometimes I feel like a background character in a jane austen novel

[bakwaaas]

i'm white and non-muslim and i'm not familiar with rishta (i hope this doesn't sound insensitive) but your ask made me think about just how normalised it is that women are basically expected to have a "good" reason why they don't want to be with a guy. it's not like that at all the other way around

like i hope this doesn't sound like i'm trying to be #AllLivesMatter by sharing my experience with this as a white woman lol but i've had friends set me up before, and then when i didn't want to meet a guy again it was all, "but why? he is nice, has a job, he doesn't drink or gamble, don't you think he deserves a chance?" just because there are men who are worse than him doesn't mean i need to go out with a guy i'm not attracted to.

haha not insensitive at all, I completely get what you’re saying and I agree. It’s definitely an experience that’s shared across different cultures and religions. like honestly even if your reason for rejecting someone is superficial, silly, or whatever, at the end of the day no means no. women don’t owe random men anything much less a relationship or marriage and we shouldn't even need to have all these deep justifications and explanations for why we don’t want to be with someone…. simply ‘I’m not interested’ should be enough. crazy how so many people can’t accept that

[firstelevens]

I had to go through photos from my cousin's wedding again for Rishta ReasonsTM because I, like Bigfoot, only get photographed about once a year, and while I did begrudgingly find a photo to hand over to the requisite aunties, I also found this, which I believe expresses my function at all family special events: I will crouch down on the floor in sparkly clothes and strategically arrange my limbs to allow for the steadiest possible video recording of your younger brother's speech at your wedding and that! is! a promise!

also this gharara was objectively a banger and I have no more special events to wear it to so I just wanted people to see it again

[lilacmuse]

Life lately: decorated for & attended my friend's bridal shower, went to a whimsical Eid celebration at the exact bowling alley/arcade i used to hang out at as a teenager (it was both indescribably surreal & one of my favorite community events ever, 100/10... i gunned down some zombies with one of my childhood besties, got 1st place in Mario Kart, and snagged one of the top spots on the global leaderboard in another racing game... let's not unpack what that says about my driving habits 🙈), recited Qur'an at my friend's wedding milad, recited at a beautifully soul-stirring majlis, met a beloved new friend/kindred spirit, re-lettered my brother's tombstone in bright, festive colors (because when seen in the right light, death is more a celebration than an end- i want the beauty of his grave to always impart that feeling), attended a beautiful Fajr jamaat at the masjid (genuinely one of my favorite experiences of the year so far- it was like an ethereal slice of heaven), partied at my friend's dholki & got roasted for spending half the night talking books with a fellow nerd (i love all my aunties, but i'm too shy to dance in front of them- that privilege is reserved for my besties & spouse), drank in a beautiful full moon & gorgeous spring weather, drove home with my mom's friend and listened to her reminisce about life in the dreamy Sufic village she grew up in, went to a community picnic & ate hibachi and a massive kulfi stick while melting in the heat, & dodged a variety of theoretically perfect rishtas- i might expound on my thoughts about love soon, but the tl;dr is: men are wonderful, i'm the problem 🙆🏻‍♀️

I'd love to write about all of it in deeper, more poetic detail, but i'm a bit too sleepy to find the words. Ever since Ramadhan, i've had the sleep schedule of a newborn baby- i fall asleep by 7, wake up before midnight to pray, go back to sleep for a few hours, then wake up again around 3 or 4 and stay awake til evening. I'm finally able to make myself stay up til 10, so my body now wakes me up at exactly 6 am for Fajr- i get extremely drowsy by the evening, but it works for now.

Alhamdulillah for everything... may God bring joy & ease to every struggling heart and liberation to every oppressed one- even in the midst of celebration, Palestine never leaves my thoughts.

My parents are leaving for Pakistan on Tuesday, so i'll be on my own for about two months... Our lives are so independent i rarely get as much time with them as i'd like, but i always miss their presence; home feels far too quiet and empty when they're gone. I'm going to try to fill my free time with more writing, more culinary experimentation, more outdoor adventures, and more quality time with my favorite people, old and new ✨

If you're reading this, may life tire you with nothing but beauty and answered prayers ❤️

Love always,

x r

[rosekasa]

who is getting married at 21 lol

i literally went to my 21 yo friend's wedding last year... my family has been vetting rishta proposals for me since my 20th birthday... LMFAO