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someone tell me how this app works lmao 😭👊😻

[lil-stark-deactivated20240119]

darkened silver jhumkas, worn out kajal, a delicate bindi royally seated between unruly eyebrows, cotton kurtas and georgette dupattas, my middle class desi girl, you invented fashion

[collarbonekissesandasylumwitches]

the desi urge to call your love nicknames from your native language and not tell them the meaning, dance in random baraats with your friends, travel in autos instead of booking an uber, chase your sibling barefoot on the road despite it being sweltering hot and burning your feet, enjoy the monsoon by either eating pakoras and filter coffee or dancing in the rain in a salwar kameez, make rangolis for every festival, choose cooler over ac cause the Mitti Ki Khushbu™, be the best at kite flying, add small jhoomars to all your chunnis, use jaanam to address small kids, keep telling bhayiya to add spice to the pani puri water even if your eyes start watering and wear brown lipstick and thick kajal to look like the kind of women elders warn children against

[collarbonekissesandasylumwitches]

the desi urge to go on pani puri dates and have a competition to see who gives up first, dance with your love on pashmina, plan every single thing down to the last detail about diwali 3 months ago cause you cannot contain your excitement, eat parle g for dessert, get tattoos in forbidden places that'll slyly be visible with a shift of your pallu, have a signature itar that reminds everybody of you, fight the traditional gender roles that are pushed onto women since their birth in class then be it students or the teacher, have baraf ke gole that turn your tongue different colours and get ready to meet your beloved in secret with cause your parents don't approve of them and that adds to the thrill

[oh-oh-jaane-jaana]

Pov : he's that 'jab we met' wala Aditya but in a Delhi wala way.

He interestingly listens to your non stop bak bak when you both are sitting in the metro sharing your earbuds and listening to vintage Romantic Bollywood. Always admiring your face as you talk. Says "geet tum pagal ho chuki ho" to your "mai toh bhag Rahi hu" plans, goes roaming around with you, Holds all your bags while you bargain with that one shopkeeper in sarojini nagar goes on golgappas and kulfi dates with you, dances in the rain with you on "tum se hi" near India gate, gifts you janpath Wale jhumkas, his eyes don't leave you when you wear kajal and bindi, Brings that "ye lo jala do" energy in your life when something bothers you. he is a silent lover,He Pushes back your zulfe behind your ears, Feeds you roti sabzi while your mehandi is drying on your hands, helps you with your saree pleats and that's his way of telling you that he loves you,he is your 'Aditya'.

[desi-orange]

Look at our curly-haired Muralimanohar, our Keshava flaunting his dark skin, dark as the colour of the swirling water in the sky on the auspicious day of his birth.

Look at our Vaasudevaya, our Yashodanandan, who orchestrated His leela and filled the weeping hearts of all those who longed for him, loved him, and simply lived for him, with all his divine love. and his smile that has so captivated the hearts of the gopis that they have become so affected that it is as if they had offered three sprinkles of water upon their lives.

Look at our Govinda, our Maakhan-chor, who despite breaking the Gopikas’ matkis and stealing their maakhan and even once, their clothes, resided eternally in their hearts. in their mind. his very name that often found its way onto their lips, in anger or in adoration or in his bhakti.

Look at Radha’s Manmohana, her sweet sweet Kanha who decorates her with his own skilful hands. her hair entwining this way and that with decorations of fresh forest flowers, held with the most fragrant flowers. Her golden wrists adorned by lustrous jewellery, and her gold hue body covered by the most beautiful of blue saris, having stolen the hue of a fresh rain-laden cloud.

Look at my Kanhaiya, and tell me how have you not fallen for him yet?

[raen1-deactivated20240910]

—i cut my hair to post “he loved my long hair so i cut them short” but bro now he loves my short hair wtf-

[fairyprincess-of-the-swannation]

Kareena Kapoor as Pooja Sharma in Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham

₊˚ପ⊹ THE original It girl ✭ ♡

[premikaunderthemoon]

I wrote this today out of nowhere

[raen1-deactivated20240910]

—no i want to sit outside a library holding a book, very much engrossed in reading and aggressively underlining every beautiful phrase i come across, while my hairs are all over my face carelessly with the wind and i'm drinking a starbucks cold coffee, while a stranger is looking at me admiringly writing poetry about the way my lips are laced with caffeine and how heavenly it'd taste if he kiss it

[lil-stark-deactivated20240119]

desi culture is having to be your own mother and father because at a certain point they both gave up on unconditionally supporting and loving their own child .

[skaterskatt]

not gonna lie, diwali seems to be the perfect festival for an excuse to see y'all being your good looking self in ethnic clothes.

[lil-stark-deactivated20240119]

desi culture is hating yourself for not being good enough, sacrificing your interests, hiding who you are for your parents’s comfort, and then getting treated like shit by them.

[fairydrowning]

"It's March. I open the window and spring floats in, kisses me on the nose. I have waited so long — and now the Sun is washing the world in yellow, and now the seeds sprout green in the dirt, and now the trees are budding and ready to bloom — and it was all so worth it."

– Schuyler Peck, Worth the Wait

[fairydrowning]

Small things we should cherish more in life:

Staring at the moon from your balcony.

Waking up to the sound of the rain.

Small achievements/success in your life.

Sleeping in a cozy or comfortable bed.

Walking barefoot on grass.

The first sip of coffee/tea/juice in the morning.

Different colors of sky.

Finishing a good book.

Counting stars with the person you love.

Sharing fruits with your friends/family.

[fairydrowning]

In this house, we wear heart shaped lockets and make heart shaped things, stare at moon and do grandma activities and just love, love, love and love.

[soresonder]

“i read all kind of books just so my name would be on the library cards before yours." was, is and will always be the top fictional romantic lines ever.

[aceofworlds-deactivated20240911]

i love the smell of old books. the aroma is raw & earthy, reminding me of an uncovered scroll from a lost ancient civilisation…