noor

a museum of all things

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sinner in motion

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the fact that a rich & privileged woman experiences the freedom of an average man but still in a controlled environment blows my mind phew

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i just find it so delicious that in hindustani the name for egypt is misr. it’s so beautiful just like rock sugar melting on one’s tongue.

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i love india in an unabashed way. since i was born on this land, i have only encountered stories of all kinds and i am thankful everyday that i get to live such an experience. there is nothing that india needs from outside. there has never been. but there is so much that she offers to those who come from outside. her wisdom and knowledge, her colors & tehzeeb, her beauty and her music, the ability to turn the most nonbelievers into gods of their own stories. she is capable since time immemorial yet we keep forgetting as indians just how much we take her for granted. we side with the various people and religions and ideologies that have nothing to do with the scent of her blood or the soul of her being. why can’t you see? india is not the same as indians, silly.

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hooooo neend na mujhko aaayeeeeee

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you know, i finally understand why men are so hell bent on oppressing women and stripping them off their power.

essentially everything is created by women. the trees, the plants, the water bodies, the planet, the creatures residing in it. the universe is a womb which gave birth to everything we’ve ever known. so the great poets and inventors and thinkers and rulers and artists were all created from the womb of a woman. that is a dangerous power to hold; creation and destruction of life is in the intentions of the woman’s body carrying it. i too would be terrified if my existing depended solely on the mercy of a female body.

so what is the best way to gain control? the indoctrination of “values and virtues” since childhood. to control the narrative of child birth as pure and impure. if it is through the contract of marriage then it is an heir (only if it is a boy) but if it’s a lover’s child then it’s a bastard, irrelevant. despite it being a life regardless. all these rules and stigmas and laws upon women and their bodies just to control the population because the feminine have enormous inherent power if they realise it.

something to think about

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[perriaeyjeve]

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me with my thoughts everyday

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queen behaviour

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woke up with a feeling that i’m trying to be useful to the society for some absurd reason. is that what capitalism is? the innate urgency to make a point out of your existence so that you can benefit the very systems that is trying to oppress us 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯 wallah

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maybe everyone enacts their fantasies in the bathroom kyunki bachpan se bas wahi koi pareshan nahi karta hai 🤔🤔

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i love leaning into pleasure and leading my life from a way of creating it. i will bite into the juicy flesh of a fruit and savor the bite. i will walk barefoot on marble floors to let the cooling sensation course through me like blood. i will watch the birds perched on branches singing love ballads until my ears are weary. i will touch the curves of pillars and rest my back against the surface until it leaves an imprint on my skin. i will prioritise pleasure despite all the good and the bad happening around & to me because life really has no meaning. but i choose to make it myself and in my world beauty and pleasure will come first.