Paalu se gaath bandhke uske saath सत्यनारायण भगवान ki katha mein baithna hai ।
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Paalu se gaath bandhke uske saath सत्यनारायण भगवान ki katha mein baithna hai ।
SOCIO-ECONOMIC CLASSIFICATION SIMPLIFIED
Lower class - Biskut
Middle class - Biskit
Upper class - Cookies
Lower class - Roomal
Middle class - Hankie
Upper class - Kerchief
Lower class - Tamaatar
Middle class - Ta'may'to
Upper class - Toh'mah'toh
Lower class - Sauce
Middle class - Ketchup
Upper Class - Toh'mah'toh dip
Lower class - Lifafa
Middle class - En've'lope
Upper class - On'vo'lup
Lower class - Nimbu Paani/Shikanji
Middle class - Lemonade
Upper class - Virgin Mojito
Lower class - Jean pant
Middle class - Jeans
Upper class - Denims
Lower class - Chasma
Middle class - Goggles
Upper class - Shades
Lower class - 6 class
Middle class - Class 6
Upper mclass - 6th Standard
Lower class - Bathroom
Middle class - Washroom
Upper class - Loo
Lower class - Pisab
Middle class - Leak
Upper class - Pee
Lower class - Bhindi
Middle class - Ladyfinger
Upper class - Okra
Lower class - chaddi
Middle class - underwear
Upper class - Lawn-Juh-Ray
Lower class - Amreeka/Amerkaa
Middle class - US
Upper class - States
Lower class - Football
Middle class - Cricket
Upper class - Golf
(As you go higher, balls become smaller for some reason lol)
Lower class - MC
Middle class - MF
Upper class - Jerk
Lower class : Do cutting chai leke aa bé Pintu.
Middle class : Can I have two cups of tea.
Upper class : May I have two chai lattes please. Regular.
Find someone who is sure of you. So sure that they will stay while you find your way into being the best version of yourself.
Settle with them. They know acceptance. They choose love over imperfection and growth over past mistakes. Lastly, they love patiently.
They will love you especially on your hardest days and on the days that you are being the hardest on yourself.
I'm? shaking? My tumblr feed is all over the last Survivor episode and watching someone be outed on national television? I cannot - I just - I don't even know what to say or feel and that's without getting into the fact that it was justified as the person being 'deceptive' by not being out as trans on the show? He got the support he deserved from everyone else, but as a queer person who isn't out to most of the people I know IRL I just don't know how to process this?
It really sucks, to see this happening. I feel pretty good that there was a good conversation around it, that the trans dude in question was accepted as a contestant without his transness weighing in, that the producers handled this whole thing really well -- there is no way to not be upset about the ‘trans deception’ bullshit, for sure.
I look at this and think, though, and this is what keeps me pretty okay with it -- man, what a change in how we look at outing people. Five, ten years ago, that would have had a MUCH different outcome, and from that I take strength, that it has a much different outcome than it would have five years ago, that everyone is on the side of the person being outed, that no one is buying that ‘deceptive trans’ nonsense, that GLAAD was consulted on how to handle this, that... just so much has changed and is changing, and, even more so, this has led to several very very good conversations that I have either been a part of or been able to listen to, regarding the outrageous amounts of transmisogyny in the LGBT community, specifically among gay men.
And that’s a conversation that is very long overdue.
I can’t tell you, and would never tell you, how to feel or how to cope. But that reframing of the situation in my head has helped it be less stomach-droppingly upsetting to me.
Hugs for you if you want them. Being outed is terrible, and the thought of it is genuinely triggering for many, so I hope you’ve found some peace.
Re: Genderswapping, I also think it's important to consider context? I've seen fics where Kent/non-Zimbits Samwell player is swapped. And yeah, that makes a typically gay couple het, but the swap is usually to examine the concept of a woman playing in a male dominated sport (esp with female!Kent fics, with the idea of women in the NHL.) And these are usually authors who also have loads of other fics with the couple in question as 2 men, so yeah. Basically imo context of fic and fandom is imp too
See: Whether Genderswap works without being problematic is 100% dependent on the skill and thoughtfulness of the writer.
There’s a huge difference between “Genderswapping one of a pair of men so they can fuck without being gay” and genderswapping a single character so you can explore how things would be different if that character was a different gender which might incidentally involve sex with someone who isn’t also the gender they’ve been swapped to.
The first is homophobic (literally, by the exact meaning ‘being afraid of teh gay’) and the second might have something nuanced to say about how gender affects the choices we have in life and how people treat us.
rishwrites replied to your post: Craft vs. Art
An interesting aside - despite what is considered to be craft and lacking in value in people creating today is ‘busywork’ and more often than not what is seen as the more 'homely’ creative nature, that is exactly the kind of thing that historians look for when excavating the past. So that mosaiced floor becomes extremely historically relevant, even though you can see parallels between decorating homes with mosaics and paints. So, craft is valueless - unless. It’s. Old. Which shows the lack of reasoning the in separation of art and craft TBH.
This reminds me of a story one of the people in my silk embroidery class told about a castle tour she took in the UK. There was a ruined monastery on the tour as well that archeologists had been excavating, and they had found all these strange artifacts at the base of several of the walls. They had no idea what they were and had apparently been consulting with experts for quite some time, trying figure it out. This group of women looked at them and immediately said, “They were weights to hold the bottom of the tapestry steady during weaving.”
Seems like by the time a craft is old, the people who made it haven’t been listened to for so long all their knowledge has been lost...
wandering-seth replied to your post “If I run for local office, what are the chances I can maintain this...”
Best of luck, darling! I'd vote for you! And butts have nothing do to with it. ... ... Well okay, maybe a little. ��
rishwrites
I don't know you and probably don't live in the same country as you but tbh anyone posting about butts is likely to get my vote so go for it!
So what I’m getting is that I should make my campaign butt-centric? Shall I put a bum on my yard signs? (I don’t think I’ll have yard signs, it’s a very small suburb and not a major position, but butt yard signs would be hysterical, right?)
What would a butt based platform look like? Hmmm... so many possibilities...
“I’m RK, and as your trustee I swear to unconditionally support all bum related media!”
( @jenroses thanks for your “vote”! <3)
Get rich or die trying
In my early school years I was an average student carrying only the most modest dreams. As time passed however I began to achieve things that no one in my family had ever achieved before. Gradually, my parents started to see hope in me a possibility for our family to rise beyond the limits of the life they had known.
My grandfather started from nothing. We were dirt poor when he began working yet through sheer persistence and discipline he built a life of dignity and respect. He ensured that his children were educated and professionally established. I chose to complete their dream, I decided I would earn well and achieve what the world calls success for the people I love.
But ambition for me has always had a final destination. After I have completed my education after I have achieved what I set out to achieve and fulfilled my responsibilities I want to slow down. I want to turn my attention to the things that quietly matter to me, my writing and my thoughts. I imagine a quiet home nestled in a forest near a river. I see my loved ones there with me. I picture long unhurried days rain falling gently on the veranda, a cup of jaggery tea in my hands and I'll quietly rest my eyes and if in that moment even godji will ask me ki parth do you want the world? I'll humbly decline. Cuz the thing i wanted i already have it. <3