Akshay Kumar Has The Funniest Song, How Do You Explain "Tenu Ghodi Kinne Chadaya Bhootni Ke"

Should i post my forearms

Jagjit sir aapke ghazalon ke khaxane nikal rha hoon

Relationship should be 50-50 right? So:

Tum ruth lena, me mana lunga.

Tum bolti rehna, me sun lunga.

Tum hasti rehna, me hasata rahunga.

Tum nazare churati rehna, me nazare milata rahunga.

Tum sazti-savarti rehna, me tasweere le lunga.

Tum sun lena, me bol lunga.

Tum gussa kar lena, me pyar kar lunga

Tum nakhre karna, me utha lunga.

Tum muh banana, me pareshaan kar lunga.

Tum mehndi me mera naam chhupa dena, me dhundh lunga.

Tum payal ki zid karna, me tohfe me pehna dunga.

Tum chhupke se mujhe dekhna, me nazarandaz karne ki koshish kar lunga.

Tum zulfein khuli rakhna, me unse khel lunga.

Tum apni gaud de dena, me usme apna sar rakh lunga.

Tum loriyan ga dena, ne kahaniya suna dunga.

Tum apni shikayatein batana, me apna kandha de dunga.

Tum gajrey ki khawaish karna, me la kar tumhare baalon me laga dunga.

Tum phoolo ko pasand kar lena, me tumhe pasand kar lunga.

Tum chai bana dena, me khana bana dunga.

Tum kitaben padh lena, me tumhe padh lunga.

Tum geet gungunana, me tumhe dekh "haaye" kar lunga.

Tum pyari lagti rehna, baaki sab me kar lunga.

-Om

Ye baarish ki khanak, ye baadlon ke ishaare,

Yaad aate hai mujhe, bachpan ke nazaaare,

Woh khaali se raaste, woh bhigi zameen,

Woh chai pakodon se sham hoti kabhi namkin

Road par boat khel liye maze loot,

Raincoat ki aad mein, paani mein chapchapate mere gum-boots,

Woh request par milte butte,

Woh school se free ki chutti,

Ab na mile woh mausam na milti ajab Khushi waisi,

Ban gaye fasane baaton ke

Reh gaye kahin khayalon ke kinaare,

Ab wahi baarish hai, hai wahi asmaan,

Aur yaad phir aata hai kahin woh guzre baarish ka samaa

Haan woh baarish ka samaa........🦁

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.”

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.

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

Aapkiii sari wishes poori hoo

Mein to hellooo kitty bf hoon

I wanttt to post my forearm pumpp

Mohit chauhan was real rockstar in movie "ROCKSTAR"