hiiii sending you the tumblr hugđĢđ¤
pass it on to as many mutuals as you want to make someone's day better :D
AHHHHHH!! I CAN'T TAKE SOO MUCH LOVE!! I HAVE REALLY GOT THE BEST MUTUALS
Tagging them
@intellectual6666 @choppedphilosopherharmony @aapki-shayara @aapka-shayar @shyam-kariya @enigma-the-mysterious @thecaffeinatedresearcher @jukti-torko-golpo @zindagi-se-darte-ho @anarkali-disco-chali @arjokonna @shadowseductress
AAO MILO SILO SAALO KACCHA DHAGA RACE LAGALO then starts the legendary bengali remix!!!!!
KI AAM LANGRA AAM, KI LANGRA MANUSH LANGRA, KI MANUSH BON MANUSH, KI BON KOCHU BON, KI KOCHU MAAN KOCHU, KI MAAN BORDHAMAN, KI BORDHO CHUP KORTOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
I think I have lost a bit part of myself somewhere that I won't get back ever again...
There's this old game people play in Bengal called "Kumin Danga"
I love playing that game.. but I have no one to play with :(
My peers in school were to ashamed to play it, because it was childish and according to school wasn't a "sport" so we were never given the chance to play
Now where do I find people to play Kumin Danga? Answer is I won't. This game will juat extinct some day, because kids this days obviously don't know about it..
And I'll be left with this unfulfilled qish to play that game...
@foreignink
EDIT: Same with Kana Machhi.. I love playing that too, but where do I play? With whom do I play?
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Know the difference.
Happy women's day y'all girlies out there âĄâĄâĄ
@rozatherella girl you inspire me the most âĄlobe u loads đĨēđĢļ
Maa er "golla golla chokh" when I say ami ajke porbona, then I open my books to study and while studying if the voice got a little low, maa from rannaghor "jore jore por nahole kintu belan er bari khabi". This is the secret of bengali kids for scoring good marks.
what pinterest and youtube calls "secret study tips" desi kids learnt at the unripe age of 8 and has owned it ever since as a part of their routine
one fine evening (better to say night), I was humming "āĻā§āĻŦāύ āϝāĻāύ āĻāĻŋāϞ āĻĢā§āϞā§āϰ āĻŽāϤ⧠āĻĒāĻžāĻĒā§āĻŋ āϤāĻžāĻšāĻžāϰ āĻāĻŋāϞ āĻļāϤ āĻļāϤ" of Kobiguru Rabindranath Thakur..
when I sang the line "āĻŦāϏāύā§āϤ⧠āϏ⧠āĻš'āϤ āϝāĻāύ āĻĻāĻžāϤāĻž āĻāϰāĻŋā§ā§ āĻĻāĻŋāϤ āĻĻā§-āĻāĻžāϰāĻāĻŋ āϤāĻžāϰ āĻĒāĻžāϤāĻž..." my baba came to me and said, "beta, tui eto bhalo gaan korish, gaan ta chaliye jetei partish"
That moment I felt je "gaan ta ami khub bhaloi gaayi". My baba is a person of perfection and he is not like those jara sobh somoye for every little thing lok ke praise kore.. So I felt glad when my father told me that. He never praise me that much... So it made me feel a little proud about myself...
hi, did you ever fall in love? if yes, can we know who is the guy?
yes I have! No, I cannot reveal that person, i am sorry.. And who are you?? Please reveal yourself first...đâ¨
Why do heartbreak comes from people you least expected from?
Ig it's cause shayad tumhe lgta tha tum usse jante ho like you knew them ki vo Aisa nhi krenge vo tumhara Dil nhi todhenge tumhe akela nhi chorenge pr asal mai tumne unhe kabhi Jana hi nhi like tum kabhi samjh hi nhi paye ki vo insaan vo nhi jo tumhe dikhata hai, shyd tum uss insaan ki asaliyat kabhi samjh hi nhi paye aur befaltu mai usse Dil laga behte apna samjh behte soch behte ki jaise vo insaan tumhari life ka sbse imp person h jaise tumhare liye vo apna hai vaise hi tum bhi usske liye imp ho usske apne pr ussne apna to kya kabhi tumhe dost Tak na mana....jaha tumhe lgta tha ki tumhara apna aur apna kaha hurt krta hai vahi tum usske liye kabhi kuch the hi nhi, aur jaha tumhe usske hone na hone se itna fark padta tha usse tumhare na hone se ghanta fark na padta tha... jaha tum usspe apna sb kuch lutane ko taiyaar the vaha vo tumhe roota bhikarta Marta chor jaane ko taiyar the Shyd isliye kisi anjaan se jada apne dukh de jaate hai
What does a women want ?!
Women are always known or praised for beauty. For example, your hair is so beautiful, you have a mesmerizing body, your smile is pretty, you fingers are so slim, and what not. However we women are never praised for our intelligence, confidence, observation, patience, organizing ability. We never hear these compliments from anyone.
We women want respect and such mesmerizing praises from everyone even from the one we love. The world has unrealistic expectations from women. I will not mention the list of expectations because this is known to everyone.
To all the men and boys out here, respect the girl or women you love. I know you do but still praise her when she succeeds and support her even at her worst because being physical is the not the true sign of love, staying beside her when she needs you the most, wishing her the best and being happy in her success is the true sign of love and that love stays forever. Just don't keep her as "show off parody".
I sincerely dont understand why CISCE has a grudge over the commerce stream. Today was my last isc exam and it was accounts in which I am actually good and I practice it everyday. LIKE EVERYDAY AND TO BE MORE ACCURATE I SOLVED FOUR BOOKS OF ACCOUNTS. TS Grewal as well as DK Goel.
Todays question paper was so tough that even the best accounts teacher of our school was shocked. Some of my CA friends told me that it was tougher than their intermediate and they even asked "bro how did you attempt all the sums and actually did it".
The question paper was not solvable within 3hours. It was more of less a 5hour paper.
This whole thing is making me doubt my other exams which went well. The question was not at all according to the specimen which was given by the council. Then why do they upload specimem if they don't want to follow it.
It would have been good if I was in WB board or CBSE. Things would have been much easier. Shame on CISCE.