Hey (with the intention of living life like them )
When Pablo Neruda said, “I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where, I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride.”
When Gulzar said, “Tere bina zindagi bhi lekin zindagi to nahin.”
When Emily Bronte said, “Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”
When Rahat Fateh Ali Khan said, “Tum jo aaye zindagi mein, baat ban gayi.”
And when Elvis Presley said, “But I can’t help falling in love with you.”
Nobody can match my freak i be collecting random trivia facts like hellaa
Desi Middle Class ✨Aesthetic✨
Kiraya ka ghar, chai ki tapri, buying new clothes twice or at max thrice a year during festive occasions, steel ka dabba, bigger uniform size to make sure you keep fitting into it for at least two years, feeling proud to own a Trimax pen, dada dadi or nana nani's tel malish, visiting temple towns for vacations, train journeys with lots of chips packed to munch on and mummy ke parathe or puri bhaji, having to wait patiently for your turn to use the bathroom unless and until you have two bathrooms and both of them are equally functional, never been on a flight or have been only once by luck, noticing that your dad rarely buys new shirts for himself, lingering looks on that beautiful but expensive dress, your mother touches that one lovely saree for the last time and you promise to yourself that when you start earning, you will gift her every saree she will land her gaze upon, covering rough notebooks with newspapers, start studying maths for the new school year during summer vacation, sharing a room and sometimes the same study table with your siblings, beaming at your bade bhaiya or didi when they show you how to make a paper boat/paper airplane, you are growing up and for the first time you see your older sibling break down in their room all by themselves and realization dawns that even they need a comforting hug, Tu kab badi huyi?, Wanting to gift a good car to your father with your own salary, the entire family dreams to own their own house someday, the first time you realize what a middle class family really is, fights and quarrels that always end with silent apologies over the dining table, beta doctor ya engineer? Kya matlab arts lena hai? Humare family se just pass hone vale bhi science liye? You wipe your own tears and strengthen your resolve to fight for your own dreams, parents are proud that you proved them wrong with your career and subject choice, sadly dropping out of dance, music, arts and sports classes as soon as you begin 10th grade -- lucky ones still continue them, watching Indian tv serials with mummy during afternoons after coming back from school, thoda toh pocket money badha do?? Storing money everywhere in the house, counting coins as a child and thinking yourself to be very rich, chota ghar magar sapne bade yeh hai middle class parivar ki kahani
I was watching Wagle ki duniya and later mummy and I were talking about our lifestyle after which she played a Sudha Murthy video where she was talking about the middle class lifestyle, and then I made this post by reflecting on some of my own experiences. I know that the above post doesn't still complete the middle class life there are so many things remaining but I tried my best to summarise from my own observation and experiences.
I have lived a small part of my life with the more economically advantaged groups too (samridhi just say rich) and I am seeing and have also seen the other side too that isn't as gleaming as I used to think but nevertheless it's colourful, so I wanted to write something on it as a lesson I learnt in these 3 years and for the lesson which will live with me for my future endeavours. Probably this post will also be a sahara sort of thing when I again spiral down some crying lane over my exams.
I have so many stories from my 11th 12th and drop year timeline that I will soon share because as I always believe in the end being good no matter what, be it whatever college I get in or whatever I do, this experience taught me things that no school classroom could do. I may sound like a dadi now but yes maybe in the upcoming time if some of you younger lot do stumble on this in times that seem dark and full of certainty, I hope those stories will bring hope in your hearts
Bas bhai yeh dadimaa kirdar ab kuch samay paschat
The Bengal Sultanate
Dominance of taka in Silk Route Trade
Tibetan Buddhism
Chamba Rumal
Pashupati Seal
Zeb-un-nissa Begum
Rasa theory of Natyashastra
Gargi-Yajnavalkya Dialogue
Saraswati (River and Goddess)
Rudraveena
Atman-Brahman Relation and Mahavakyas
70's Bollywood fashion
Paintings of Raja Ravi Varma
Dhrupad
History of Chai/Cha
Mother Goddess Mohenjo Daro
Chanakya
Prakrit Language
Baro-Bhuiyan
Chicankari
Brajabuli
Tantra
Shipton–Tilman Nanda Devi expeditions
Banaras
Annamalaiyar Temple
Chola Dynasty
Pala Empire
Terracotta Temples of Bengal
desi x med school dark academia (proff exams edition)
Students
• the one always willing to answer every dumb question you come up with
• the one you call whenever you are having a breakdown and need a dose of motivation
• the one you know you can still talk about fun stuff with without being guilt tripped
• the one who seems to be handling it all the best but is actually struggling the most
• the one always coming up with weird connections and theories because they have studied everything and now their only goal in life is to confuse everyone else
• the one who starts planning the post proff party even before the exams actually start
• the one with too many connections with seniors; keeps making their own guess paper
• the one with too many connections with teachers; keeps spreading rumours
• the one who’s still looking nice for every viva
• the one who ignores their books all year long but is now the major theeta of the group
• the one who stops studying after the written exams because “vivas to ho hee jate hain”
• the one whose all practical notebooks are unfinished and unchecked and is now panicking
• the one gaining 5 pounds every proff season because they stress eat
• the one losing 5 pounds every proff season evacsue they stress starve
Teachers/Examiners
• the one who’ll keep saying “phir soch lein” to every answer you give even if it’s the correct answer
• the one who is supposedly the nicest but gives you the hardest time
• the external whose lunch break lasts an entire lifetime
• the one who turns up late but still takes the longest viva
• the one who barely asks two questions but still ends up being your worst viva experience
• the one paying way too much attention to your internal assessment
• the one who spends more time asking personal questions and never actually gets to the point
What raj shehkhar wrotee and tge way mohit chauhan sang no song even closee to thiss
I dont think any bollywood album stand a chance against the lyrics of TANU WEDS MANU (2011)
Things Desiblr made me realise & do :
That it's actually really cool to be a Desi .
Old Bollywood movies >>>>
Every Desi girl should wear saree and wear bindi and feel like a retro Indian movie star.
Indian history supports queer people , so whenever your aunt is being homophobic , proudly say her , she knows nothing !!!!! If you wanna know more read "Shikhandi " by Devdutt Pattanaik .
What as an Indian man are you doing if you aren't writing poetry?
That nothing can compare to Indian humour .
Indian goddess are the actual baddies .
Haseena's and brown munde's >>>>> rest of population.
Ittar >>> perfume .
Urdu & Persian poetry are top tier .
Kannada devotional writers like Akka Mahadevi are like diamond in the dust .
A gajra >>>french kiss.
Jasmine & lotus are not just flowers .
Pasoori rules the world right now .
Be free like Geet and bounce back like Bulbul .
Madhubala is the embodiment of being gorgeous and cute at the same time .
Rekha is a Siren .
Learning Sanskrit is a rich experience .
Draupadi's vengeance created wars , so can yours .
Kishore Kumar for rain , Lata Mangeshkar for prem .
Alka Yagnik for feeling confident .
Indian rap is richer and sounds more poetic .
96 sanskrit words for love >>>>> the word love .
South Indian movies have the perfect balance of romance and action .
Khanjar is mightier than a sword.
Ye Maharani banke kaha ja rahi hai >>>> you look beautiful honey.
The tension between me and a cute boy at a puja pandal >>>>>>> speed of the earth rotation .
Gold >>>> any other metal
Chandni raat is for romance .
Talk to me in ghazals and geets only !
And many more .......
Writing this made me love being an Indian more !!!!!
If you want add yours , I'd love to read.
random desi chaotic academia things I've done:
spent the entire evening reading topics totally unrelated to my studies instead of studying and then panicking about how i hadn't learnt anything for the exam the next day.
wrapped my mother's saree haphazardly around myself and danced to my desi academia playlist at 3am and then collapsed due to the blood rush to my head.
spent an entire night reading my mother's Rabindranath-er Golpogucchho (A Collection of Stories by Rabindranath Tagore) instead of doing my homework due the very next day and ended up not submitting it.
sent random quotes of sylvia plath and f scott fitzgerald to my best friend at 2 in the morning and then talked all night about it.
danced to rabindra sangeet in my room while reciting his poetry
exhausted my 4 months worth of pocket money on books by indian authors and still not finishing even half of them.
stopped on my way back home from tuitions to buy jhumkas from a roadside stall and got yelled at for coming home late.
scattered all my books on the bed because i couldn't find the right book to feed to my emotional state.
added more and more accessories to my already unorganized jewellery box, some of them i wore once and some i have never worn till today.
had an unhealthy obsession with greek, roman and egyptian mythology for years and spent countless nights reading articles on them over a cup of masala chai.
intentionally tried to get my dupatta stuck in a guy's watch to get my very own om shanti om moment.
been overconfident in myself for an exam, spent the whole time reading articles about random topics that i will never require, thought i screwed it over and then topped the entire class.
filled up my notes app with poems at 3 am when i had an exam at 8 the following day.
fell asleep while reading a book on the floor, and woke up alarmingly early the next morning with smudged kajal, puffy eyes and a runny nose.
dried flowers from my backyard in between the pages of old books and used them as bookmarks.
had an unhealthy amount of chai to stay awake but fell asleep on my books halfway through and still passed.