Writing my own story

[godofjoblessness]

Movies have always inspired me and captivated me. I always learn something or the other from films I watch. It's always been more than just a visual representation for me.

The movie 'The Namesake' by Mira Nair is an adaptation of the novel 'The Namesake' by Jhumpa Lahiri couldn't have come at a better time than what's currently going on with me.

As always it's an offbeat movie...with Irrfan it's something about offbeat movies which just pulls you in, in so deep. I hadn't thought about watching it earlier thinking not all of his movies are going to be that great-(how foolish of me).

This movie resonates with me because I am at that stage in life where I need to make a decision whether I want a life abroad or in my home country. Just like Gogol says 'Pack a pillow and blanket and travel the world'. Experiencing stuff is really important. It's really crucial to tackle life outside of your comfort zone. And that's what Irrfan did in the movie. He left Calcutta and went to USA in search of work.

Traveling half of the Earth and settling in foreign country makes it really difficult for you to see your family. I just realised that. The faces you see daily would be limited to phone calls and video calls only. I would love to start a family abroad and have children who would be born there just as Irrfan thought so that they have a good future but I would never like to settle over there. For me, it's like being isolated. Sure you meet new people new opportunities but I guess home is where you have a sense of belonging. And that's always going to be your own country.

Can't believe how amazing he looked when he was young. Lately, I have had a deep connection with him and Calcutta. Not sure what it is but I definitely want to visit it properly. I have been there once but for a very brief moment.

The casting in the movie has been so great. Love Tabu as the mother. She gave proper justice to her role and both shared screen in Life of Pi as well.

According to me the movie was based more on Ashima and Ashoke rather than Gogol. How they adapt to newer challenges and start fresh in a new country. After Ashoke's death, the film is solely on how Ashima gets back to reality and finds her bliss back.

I think I am more like Ashima, rooted to culture and family oriented person who loves being surrounded by well wishers and loved ones. If I were in her place, even I would have left everything and come back to your own home after Ashoke's death.

And the other thing which keeps you hooked to the film is the amazing soundtrack. That classical background music always makes you feel like you are at home no matter where you are.

And the last scene is one of the best climax of a movie I have ever seen (the above image). With Gogol finding the book Ashoke had given him at his graduation ceremony. After knowing the real meaning of why Ashoke named his son Gogol, the book becomes really important for him. And how he will set on his own journey.

And finally this scene:

It's a really powerful scene. I had seen this shot and just based on that I judged that this is going to be an amazing movie. It's a scene of a father and son - who have walked far for a good view. Upon reaching the view point Ashoke realises that he isn't carrying a camera to capture the moment. So he tells Gogol to remember this moment for the rest of his life. It really is an emotional one. That smile, that damn smile

It's a must watch movie. It tells you to not regret things in life and expressing things at the right time, living in the moment and about the beliefs of your traditions and culture.

[signedthemoon]

— isa b. this survival hasn't been soft

[nuttybarzz]

Let me know all of you

[visenyaism]

i don’t know about you guys but the main reason i am still on tumblr in 2024 is BECAUSE it is the most cloutless least influential social media app out there and that is the experience i am after. absolutely none of this will ever translate into significant attention or real success in my life and that is so beautiful.

[visenyaism]

what in the

[ned7-what-now]

[ninasdrafts]

(shortened)

[quotefeeling]

“It’s sad when people who gave you the best memories, become a memory.”

— Unknown

[allsadnshit]

I've really gotten to the point in my life where I understand buying my favorite expensive jam at the grocery store is actually worth it every time because it makes me feel joyful to use it and I use every drop

And I don't need 20 different pairs of cheap-ish earrings when I could own one solid gold pair of hoops and never take them off for a lifetime

I used to have partners that rolled their eyes when I treated myself to a nice cappuccino every single day or when I bought pricey Japanese denim when I could have picked up Levi's at target but honestly treating yourself well is like a muscle and you can easily loose touch with it if you stop doing it. Life is too short to skip your favorite breakfast bagel sandwich even if they charge a little extra for the salmon lox! There's a difference between spending money and time you DONT have vs knowing the value of your joy and knowing it's not worth skipping out on!!!

[godofjoblessness]

This is so trueeee!!! We should be glad that we know what gives us mental peace and happiness. Mental peace shouldn't be compromised.

[oyeevarnika]

Hey (with the intention of living life like them )

[godofjoblessness]

Hey! (With the same intention) Love this sort of comfort where you have your own personal space and yet it's still intimate and cute 🥺🥺

[iosonomer-blog]

[monsieurenjlolras]

I need to know the rules!!!! What are the guidelines for what the vehicle has to be?

[fractally]

When I was watching this I was like "this seems extremely Dutch" but people in the comments were calling it a Japanese show ??

But no, I was right, this is Dutch, it's a Dutch TV show, which should come as a shock to absolutely no one because this shit is the Dutchest thing I have ever seen. The goofy track has a dotted lane stripe. It's hyper Dutch

[litsnaps]

[assassinationtipsforladies]

We need to bring back private rail cars as the cool, sexy, exclusive way to travel, so instead of dumping the carbon budget of a small nation in the global south on private jets, celebrities have to attach their luxury pull an cars to the back of an Amtrak. Then the celebrities will lobby for Amtrak lines to be better

Seriously when did this

Become sexier than this

Like isn't it nice to watch the scenery, to be able to open a window and have fresh air, to be able to stand up all the way, not have your ears pop?

[dduane]

Yes. :)

[hellenhighwater]

[hellenhighwater]

The Minotaur has already made it through glaze firing, and I just got good news about the labyrinth!

[hellenhighwater]

My grandfather died the day I turned eleven, and now, two decades later, the memories I have of him are few and far between. I remember his face; his voice, but mostly I remember what he taught me. The names of trees; what berries were edible. How to fish, and shoot, and camp in deep winter and build fires in the snow. I don't remember the words he used for these lessons, but the knowledge is his.

He had a woodshop, which outlived him by many years; he wasn't the one who taught me to use the tools in it but they were his nonetheless. I learned on his band saw, his drill press, made little things out of lumber he felled and milled and laid away for projects he never got to. The cutting boards I use for special occasions are black walnut he milled the year I was born, that I planed and cut and sanded in his woodshop eighteen years after his death. The woodshop, too, is gone now, but I have many of his tools still. Hand drills and files, vices and hammers and a thousand little jars of screws and nails, which will likely last my lifetime and more. I have tools from my great-grandfather, too, who I never knew, but the hand planes still cut long curlicues of wood smooth as butter.

And I have his china. Gifted to my grandmother as an engagement gift; an extravagant expense, carried in his hands bit by bit from Japan, a hundred and twenty pieces chipped and cherished through generations of family thanksgivings. A poor man's gift to a rich man's daughter, with gold on the edges.

I know as the years pass I will remember less of him. Memory always fades. But I have, far less fragile, his knowledge, his tools, and a hundred and twenty pieces of proof of his love.

[godofjoblessness]

It's funny how one day you are by their side doing your routine and minding your own business and next they have passed away and it's during your own routine you suddenly see a glimpse of them and you jog a memory lane.

[ninasdrafts]

My coffee's getting cold. I've been staring out of the window, watching the people pass me by, searching for your face in a sea of strangers. Meet me here next year in October, you said. "I'll be better." "I'll know what I want." "I'll come back to you." While I kept this phrase, this promise, close to my heart, you forgot about it. While I've been counting down the days ever since summer's faded, ever since the sun's begun to set sooner in the evening, you never seemed to care that you gave me hope. That you gave me strength to hold on to this illusion, this pathetic scenario of falling like the leaves do. I've been walking past this coffee shop every day, not sure when you'd show up. If you'd show up at all, if it's today or in two weeks. I believed that eventually you would come back to what you need. I thought the time for running was over. Did you ever learn to stand still, to settle? Did you learn to enjoy the certainty of stagnation, the peace that only comes with knowing you can go back home whenever you've lost your way? I want to be mad at you, but I can't be. You filled me up with promises until I couldn't breathe, but I draw the line at calling you out for being scared. I swore I would never do that. We can't help what life and circumstance shapes us into. They're turning off the lights. The waitress asks me if I'm okay, if I want to take my coffee home. I tell her I'll be back tomorrow, same place, same time. She shoots me an encouraging smile, but I can tell she thinks I'm a lost cause. I hope tomorrow will be the day you remember last fall.

last fall / n.j.

[godofjoblessness]

Thank you to everyone who got me to 100 likes!

Few of them are spam accounts but nevertheless I am glad🫶🏻❤️

[shadow-banned-the-hedgehog]

[cameralight-deactivated20180725]

Gross porn blogs:

What is it about my page that entices you? I’m not interested! Get lost!

[bitter-trans-lesbian]

The bots are using tumblr to scam Google.

Let’s say someone is looking for porn and they put “wife caught her husband cheating,” into Google. There are a lot of porn sites (and some news sites) with that title. So Google has to decide which order to show them in, because most of the time, people pick something off the first few pages of Google.

Google wants to have the very best “wife caught her husband cheating” (or whatever else you search for) sites on the first page of the search. Google has several ways to try and decide which site are the best, but one of them is that it looks at how popular it is by seeing how many other websites link to it. If a lot of other sites are linking to it, it was probably useful to them, so Google will put it on the front page.

So if I’m a sleazy pornsite owner, I could create like a thousand websites and make them all link to my “wife caught her husband cheating” site, and act like a whole bunch of different websites thought it was pretty great. They’d be like “xdfgt .com”, “xdfgy .com”, “xdfgh .com,” just nonsense addresses nobody else was using, or whatever. I’d try to make Google think my site was awesome, because all these other websites are linking to it.

But Google has already caught on to that. Google would know “xdfgt .com” was a crappy fake website, because nobody else is linking to “xdfgt .com”. Any website that is only linked to by crap websites is also crap, as far as Google is concerned. Google won’t put it on the first pages of search results.

So instead let’s imagine the sleazy pornsite owner creates a thousand fake tumblrs instead, like “xdfgt.tumblr .com” and “xdfgy.tumblr .com” and “xdfgh.tumblr .com” and just puts one or two posts on them to add links to the “wife caught her husband cheating” porn site. Google can still tell those tumblrs are crap websites, because nobody else is linking to them. But the difference is … on tumblr, the sleazy pornsite owner can make your website link to him.

Let’s say your tumblr is “mostlyaestheticandfunny.tumblr .com”. If “xdfgt.tumblr .com” likes one of your posts, there’s link on your blog to “xdfgt.tumblr .com.” Somewhere on “mostlyaestheticandfunny.tumblr .com” it will say “xdfgt liked this” with a link from your blog to “xdfgt.tumblr .com.”

Google’s bot looks at “mostlyaestheticandfunny.tumblr .com” and it sees that your blog is a good website. People are linking to it (talking to you or reblogging from you), you write like an actual human being, you have nice pictures, you update sometimes, you aren’t a bot. So Google decides your blog isn’t a crappy scam website. Then it sees the link to “xdfgt.tumblr .com” and it thinks “oh hey, a nice website with good stuff written by a real human linked to this “xdfgt.tumblr .com” I guess maybe “xdfgt.tumblr .com” is a decent website too.”

Then it looks at “xdfgt.tumblr .com” and it sees the link to the porn site with “wife caught her husband cheating”, and it says, “well, I guess that “wife caught her husband cheating” site is a good site. I know that because there’s a good site linking to it here at “xdfgt.tumblr .com.” I know “xdfgt.tumblr .com” is a good site because “mostlyaestheticandfunny.tumblr .com” linked to it, and I know “mostlyaestheticandfunny.tumblr .com” is a good site because it is updated and writes like a real person and people talk to it and link to it.”

So basically the porn bots are using the fact that you have a good blog to make themselves look better and to try and trick Google’s bot into thinking they’re very popular and it should put them at the top of its list when people search Google for porn.

It’s really annoying! It would be really nice if the people running tumblr figured out a way to not be free advertising for every sleazy porn site on the internet

source.

[hollowedskin]

hey wow thats actually really useful! and its written in a way that i (a bird with no knowledge of the wizardly internal workings of a website) can understand!

[alkjira]

FINALLY AN EXPLANATION