#kehd

[cerulean-city-gym]

I miss Springtime 😭

[hussain-stuff]

Agar Allah tumhein intezaar karwa raha hai, iska matlab yeh nahi ke woh tumhein saza de raha hai. Balke, woh chahta hai ke tum zyada dua karo aur us se rabta mein raho. Woh tumhari awaaz baar baar sunna chahta hai, is liye woh tumhein woh cheez abhi nahi de raha. Tum khud uske ishare ka intezaar kar rahe ho, lekin woh tumhein wazeh ishara de raha hai ke tum aur dua karo. Woh tumhari dua ka intezaar kar raha hai. Tum udaas kyun ho? Dua karte raho jab tak ke woh "Kun" na kehde.

[baiju-bawara]

In the West they say: “You turn me on from across the room, and I’ll completely melt if you come any closer.” 🌻💌🌼

But, in our Desi Culture we say:

Tere siva ho jaata hain sab choo-mantar... Main sawar jaunga tu mujhe chhoo agar...

Bikhar hee jaunga le tu choom agar... Tujh mein ram jaaun main jhoom-jhoom kar...

Tujhe pata mera dil hain mehfooz ghar... Main kehna ho chahun mehsoos kar...

Main toh chahta hoon mera misuse kar... Kehde kuch yoon na tu confuse kar...

हम ने उस को इतना देखा जितना देखा जा सकता था

लेकिन फिर भी दो आँखों से कितना देखा जा सकता था |

[gatheringbones]

[“William Quantrill was born in Ohio, made his living as a cattle rustler and slave catcher in Missouri-Kansas and Texas, and was living in Lawrence in 1859, although not yet politicized. Quantrill’s pro-slavery terrorism in Missouri coincided with the onset of the Civil War, when he and fifteen men set out to torture, kill, and destroy the properties and livestock of abolitionists and their supporters. In August 1862, Quantrill received a field commission as a captain in the Confederate Army.

By the time of the attack on Lawrence a year later, Quantrill was able to muster a force of hundreds of Bushwhacker guerrillas, nearly all armed with multiple six-shot revolvers. The group staged its attack at daybreak, when everyone in the town was still sleeping. Although the men of Lawrence had drilled and practiced for defending themselves and the town, they stored their firearms and ammunition in the city’s armory, so the sleeping population was defenseless when the lightning attack began. Over a span of hours, the guerrillas secured the main hotel as a command center, slaughtering 150 unarmed men and boys, most of the adult males of the town. They burned about a quarter of the town’s buildings, including all the businesses except two.

For the city of Lawrence today, the trauma of the massacre still resonates, especially for the descendants of the dead and survivors. “‘It was utterly catastrophic,’ said Pat Kehde, a retired Lawrence bookstore owner and great-granddaughter of Ralph and Jetta Dix,” reads a Wichita Journal account 150 years after the fact. “On the morning of the raid, Jetta tried to protect Ralph by standing between William Quantrill’s men and her husband. When Jetta stumbled as one of Quantrill’s men rode his horse into her, Ralph was momentarily unguarded and in that instant was shot and killed.”

“We are in an age where we have a war on terrorism, and we talk about terrorism all the time,” said Lawrence historian Paul Stuewe, “but we don’t think about the 19th-century terrorism.”“It is a calamity of the most heartrending kind,” said the New York Times following the attacks, “an atrocity of unspeakable character.”

Following the Civil War, John Newman Edwards, who had fought for the Confederacy, wrote Noted Guerrillas, extolling the Missouri guerrillas as great patriots of the Confederate cause, romanticizing the taking of life up close, claiming the guerrillas were almost superhuman specimens, trying to place them alongside the valiant Confederate Army to be commemorated. He was fascinated by the guerrillas’ deft use of the pistol, often attacking with one in each hand, rather than a rifle, which was the standard weapon used by professional soldiers. He wrote that before a battle, “a Guerrilla takes every portion of his revolver apart and lays it upon a white shirt, if he has one, as carefully as a surgeon places his instruments on a white towel. . . . He touches each piece as a man might touch the thing that he loves.”

Edwards also portrayed Quantrill and his guerrillas as expert horsemen, shooting while riding fast. In fetishizing the guerrilla revolver and the horse, Edwards heralded the beginning of the “cowboy” and “outlaw” hero of the post−Civil War decades, even though these figures had nothing to do with cattle or ranching or even the “West.”

Some of the most enduringly famous, or infamous, of the Missouri guerrillas—Jesse James, Cole Younger, Myra Maybelle Shirley (Belle Starr), and their brothers—came from land-owning slavers; some, like the Shirleys, ran successful business operations and were well connected politically. Their elevation to post−Civil War social bandit heroes would eclipse their former pro-Confederate deeds. In the two decades after the Civil War, the Winchester rifle was fetishized for killing Indians, and the Colt revolver for outlawry. In the process, gun violence and civilian massacres were not just normalized, but commercially glorified, packaged, promoted, and mass marketed.”]

roxanne dunbar-ortiz, from loaded: a disarming history of the second amendment, 2018

[aap-kaisi-ladhki-hain-kammo-ji]

@ekcupchaide ab to teri shakal bhi dekh li maine....ab to haan kehde🥺

[not-a-nice-man-to-know]

Bura kaise kehde waqt ko

Yahi toh sabki aasliyat batata hain

[moonstruvk]

creatures united incorrect quotes/as things my friends n i have said pt five

warning(s) - crude language, explicit themes, general teenage shit

indigo: he's so hot and he makes me so happy

etie: as long as you're happy

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simon: they're the itch we tried so hard to scratch until we stabbed it due to it being overly irritated.

joseph: si please don't stab yourself to get rid of an itch

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bex: ARE YOU GOING TO LET THAT CLOWN KILL MOMMY??

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seph: why is he an english woman from the 1800s

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simon: he's quirky

joseph: and horny

gray: AND flexible

carter: the whole package man

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indigo: i got a death threat on an x reader i wrote

simon: oh!

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etie: i'm a ginger now, what r u gonna do about it

bex: are you the ginger that followed simon

joseph: no, that was me

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helen: ur so good at listening

gray: thanks it's from trauma

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indigo: he's OUR babygirl actually

etie: we share babygirl

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seph: i'm too committed to the bit.

seph: all i've drunk within the past two days is vitamin water.

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carter: smash

simon: valid. slutty man waist era ig

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joseph: what's ur home address

helen: EXCUSE ME

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seph: OH RYOO RIGHT

seph: SATAN

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bex: pew pee mothafucka

cameron: pew pee

bex: .. i said what i said

joseph: i'm sure you mean it bex

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indigo: the soup bases r pussy poppin

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carter: u kehds okeyyyhhhhh?

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indigo: crying myself to sleep, simon told me i looked like valentine from monster high

helen: as he should

[shanti-ashant-hai]

Me acting angry and sad everytime she talks about her crush aur kya hints doon use main

BHAI KEHDE

[thvnking]

talk to me

kehde wo dil ki batein jo tu zamane se keh na sake ~

[oh-munda-kukkad-kamaal-da]

Tu rooh hai toh main kaaya banu

Taa-umr main tera saaya banu

Keh de toh ban jaaun bairaag main

Kehde toh main teri maaya banu

Tu saaz hai, main ragini

Tu raat hai, main chandni

Mere dil mein jagah kuda ki kali thi

Deka wahan pe aaj tera chehra hai

Main batakta hua sa ek badal hoon

Jo tere aasman pe aake tehra hai

[musicalabhishayari]

Love Shayari

Apni Kasam Kha Kar

Apni kasam kha kar mujhse hi wo ladti hai,

Ye badi khoobi uski baato mein jhalakti hai,

Use haq hai wo jo chahe kehde,

Ab usi ki saanse mere seene mein dhadkati hai,

Nazre mila kar mere, wo aansu le jati hai sabhi,

Kaha duniya uski ek nigah ko tarasti hai,

Dukh, dard, judai, gham ki dhoop se hum waqif nahi ‘Musical Abhi’,

Uske pyar ki khoobsurat ghata hum par barasti hai.

Visit Website >>>>>>>>> Musical Abhi

Wo Kaha Se

Wo kaha se sikhe hai baate banani Musical Abhi, Unki to har baat mein baat hai.

Mashoor Hai Wo Apni

Mashoor hai wo apni adaon ke liye,

Jaan zokhim mein dalkar uska deedar main karunga,

Gulab ki tareef akhir logo ne kyu band ki hai,

Baat karte waqt uske honton pe gaur main karunga,

Chand bhi shikayat roz khuda se yun hi na karta hoga,

Be-daag khoobsurati ko salam baar-baar main karunga,

Marte mar jau to mar jau, to phir mar hi jau,

Marte mar jau to mar jau, to phir mar hi jau,

Par uski kahi har baat pe aitbaar main karunga,

Wo pak dil wali masoom si pari hai Musical Abhi,

Chahe wo kare na kare,

Chahe wo kare na kare,

Main karta hu, usse pyar main karunga.

Kuch Der Ki Roshini

Kuch der ki roshini aur wohi shaam,

Saare yaar aayenge phir wohi kaam,

Kashmakash mein zindagi hai lekin kash pe kash barabar ‘Musical Abhi’,

Phir botal khul jayegi apni-apni wali ke naam.

Visit Website >>>>>>>>> Musical Abhi

Uske Kangan Ki Awaz

Uske kangan ki awaz ab bhi mere kano mein aati hai,

Wo aati nahi pass mere meri sharartein pata hai use,

Par tarkeebe main janta hu sari wo bas bahano mein aati hai,

Ki dur reh kar bhi roz ka aana jana rehta hai,

Thakti nahi hai aane mein wo khayalo mein aati hai,

Aur badi mushkil se main kisi ka ehsaan leta hu,

Zariya hawa ka hai (kaise) wajah main deta hu,

Usse maloom hai meri saansein pass uske hai,

Bhejti hai wo jo saansein wo hawao mein aati hai,

Bewakoof hai jo puchte hai mujhse uska naam,

Mere labzo ko to suno samjho wo meri baato mein aati hai.

Kyu Theher Jati Hai Nazar

Kyu Theher jati hai nazar tum pe,

Aakhir tum mere lagte kya ho?

Kyu sirf tumhari talab,

Aakhir tum mere lagte kya ho?

Kyu ek hi shakhs ko hum zamana maan baithe,

Ye dil ko kya pareshani hai,

Aakhir tum mere lagte kya ho?

Tera gussa, teri berukhi, teri narazgi ek baar ko chalo seh bhi le,

Par teri nazarandzi se hum mar kyu jate hai,

Aakhir tum mere lagte kya ho,

Aur ye zakhm bhi hume har khazane se ajeez rahega Musical Abhi,

Heer- ranjhe se puch rahi hai,

Akhir tum mere lagte kya ho?

Barish Ye Bekar Lage

Barish ye bekar lage,

Jazbato mein aag lage,

Be-matlab ki h saari baate,

Ishq_viskq mein aag lage,

Jhoole-wule tum hi jhoolo,

Hum kyu jhoole aise jhoole,

Jin jhoolo pe yaar na ho to,

Un jhoolo mein aag lage,

Dil se shayari likhne do,

Mujhe na roko kaam bahut hai,

Raat-raat bhar jagta hu yun,

Maut ke baad aaram bhut hai,

Abhi waqt bana raha hu,

Waqt hi mujhe banayega,

Jinki nazro mein hu chota,

Ye waqt hi unhe dikhayega,

Jo chohd gaya hai shakhs mujhe,

Tu laut ke ek din aayega,

Tujhe fikar nahi hai ab meri,

Teri befikri mein aag lage,

Barish ye bekaar lage,

Khamakha jazbato mein aag lage.

Visit Website >>>>>>>>> Musical Abhi

Faqat Mohabbat Mein

Faqat mohabbat mein hi hota hai ye haq ‘Musical Abhi’,

Wo uske ghar mein bhi lagti hai Amanat meri,

Uspe mohabbat ka lamha-lamha saja diya maine,

Khuda kehta hai lajawab hai sajawat meri,

Ab aaine ki gulami khatam hui yaaro,

Uski Aankho se kya saaf nazar aati hai banawat meri.

Ab Teri Hifazat

Ab teri hifazat main kaunga,

Jo tera nahi,

Usse khilafat main karunga,

Aa zara tu mujh gareeb ki basti mein ‘Abhishek’,

Ameero se zyada,

Sajawat main karunga,

Sir jhuka dunga,

Jo chahe saza dena,

Daag ye laga ki,

Tujhse bagawaat main karunga.

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[hussain-stuff]

Tumhari rukawatein or mushkilaat to mehez uske "Kun" kehne tak hai aur jab woh "Kun" kehde to naseeb mod diye jate hain aur tumhein tumhari chahat se nawaz diya jata hai. ❤️‍🩹😭

[underground-hip-hop-affiliated]

Propose on the spot kehd!

[lyricsssdotin]

Tu Kaun Hai Lyrics

Singer:Sunidhi Chauhan, Smita MalhotraAlbum:Frozen 2 Ye saanse tharr tharayeJo tu thaame mujhkoKya hai tu koi sapnaYa apna koi dil ke jo pass hoAa rahi hu main tu khinche meri dorHu karib main hu ab main teri aurDil mein baaten jo dabi haiKehni hai sab tujhseJo dil mein hai tereAa kehde tu mujhse Tu kaun hai ?Mujhe batla tuTu kaun hai ?Jhalak dikhaKya tu wahi hai jiska mujhe tha intezaarKaun…

[amxnn]

Hlo e kehde....

[issywalaarham]

Kuch toh tu bhi kehde

Khamoshi Teri ati hai tufaan leke

Kashti ko kinare de

Ya fir dubade tu mujhe teri panaah me leke

Jo lautegi toh intezaar dede

Raatien kathti nahi , din bhi imtehaan lete

Ye mere haal-e-dil ki tujhe zimedaar kehte

Ye bekhabar mai zinda hu tere hi aasre pe

Faaslo se yeh mohabbat kam na hogi

Lutado khudo waado pe toh kasar kya hogi?

Asr na hogi koi dawa bhi mujh dewaane pe

Gawa hai raatien tere bin jo ab basar honge

Baarishon me ab Mai jhoomu kaise ?

Wo saath ankhoun me,ankhoun ko mai chumu kaise?

Haat kaampe mere jhumu kaise?

Sabaq jo Sikhe tujhse, unko ab mai bhoolu kaise?