Bout To Ask My Mom For A Desk Set For My Next Birthday So I Can Throw It Off My Roof

don’t mind me just serving grimy lewks to future bae

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Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai Dekhna hai zor kitna baazu-e-qaatil mein hai

Karta nahin kyun doosra kuch baat-cheet Dekhta hun main jise woh chup teri mehfil mein hai Aye shaheed-e-mulk-o-millat main tere oopar nisaar Ab teri himmat ka charcha ghair ki mehfil mein hai Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Waqt aanay dey bata denge tujhe aye aasman Hum abhi se kya batayen kya hamare dil mein hai Khainch kar layee hai sab ko qatl hone ki ummeed Aashiqon ka aaj jumghat koocha-e-qaatil mein hai Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Hai liye hathiyaar dushman taak mein baitha udhar Aur hum taiyyaar hain seena liye apna idhar Khoon se khelenge holi gar vatan muskhil mein hai Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Haath jin mein ho junoon katt te nahi talvaar se Sar jo uth jaate hain voh jhukte nahi lalkaar se Aur bhadkega jo shola-sa humaare dil mein hai Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Hum to ghar se nikle hi the baandhkar sar pe kafan Jaan hatheli par liye lo barh chale hain ye qadam Zindagi to apni mehmaan maut ki mehfil mein hai Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Yuun khadaa maqtal mein qaatil kah rahaa hai baar baar Kya tamannaa-e-shahaadat bhi kisee ke dil mein hai Dil mein tuufaanon ki toli aur nason mein inqilaab Hosh dushman ke udaa denge humein roko na aaj Duur reh paaye jo humse dam kahaan manzil mein hai

Wo jism bhi kya jism hai jismein na ho khoon-e-junoon Kya lade toofaanon se jo kashti-e-saahil mein hai

Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai. Dekhna hai zor kitna baazuay qaatil mein hai.

The desire for revolution is in our hearts Let us see what strength there is in the arms of our executioner

Why do you remain silent thus? Whoever I see, is gathered quiet so… O martyr of country, of nation, I submit myself to thee For yet even the enemy speaks of thy courage The desire for struggle is in our hearts…

When the time comes, we shall show thee, O heaven For why should we tell thee now, what lurks in our hearts? We have been dragged to service, by the hope of blood, of vengeance Yea, by our love for nation divine, we go to the streets of the enemy The desire for struggle is in our hearts…

Armed does the enemy sit, ready to open fire Ready too are we, our bosoms thrust out to him With blood we shall play Holi, if our nation need us The desire for struggle is in our hearts…

No sword can sever hands that have the heat of battle within, No threat can bow heads that have risen so… Yea, for in our insides has risen a flame, and the desire for struggle is in our hearts…

Set we out from our homes, our heads shrouded with cloth, Taking our lives in our hands, do we march so… In our assembly of death, life is now but a guest The desire for struggle is in our hearts…

Stands the enemy in the gallows thus, asking, Does anyone wish to bear testimony?… With a host of storms in our heart, and with revolution in our breath, We shall knock the enemy cold, and no one shall stop us…

What is that body that does not have hot blood in it, How can a person conquer a Typhoon while sitting in a boat near the shore.

The desire for struggle is in our hearts, We shall now see what strength there is in the boughs of the enemy.

Sarfaroshi Ki Tamanna by Bismil Azimabadil (1921)

This poem is an ode to the young freedom fighters of the independence movement in India. This became a war cry during the British Raj.

got myself a black lucknow chikankari kurta and it has led to a significant reduction in my problems

Mukaish or Muqaish work is a form of embellishment work in which strips of metallic wire are inserted into the fabric and then twisted to create metallic embroidery. This type of embroidery involves twisting thin metallic threads to create patterns all over the fabric. Traditionally, real silver and gold were used, but is increasingly being replaced with cheaper metals.

The metal that is used in the Mukaish work is usually in the shape of a wire. The metal is first stretched into strips and then passed through the fire so that metal takes on different hues. After this, metal is then cut into wires of finer breadths. Next, the wires are beaten using a small hammer so that the density of the wire is almost paper thin. Only when such density is achieved the wire can be weaved in and out of something as delicate as a fabric. Once the embroidery work is complete, the fabric is spread out flat. The embroidery is then flattened and brightened thoroughly over with a glass bottle or cowrie shells. This is done to work out any lumps in the embroidery. It also burnishes the metal and leaves it brighter and shinier.

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Kashaf from Zindagi Gulzar Hai is og desi dark academia representation

desi kids watched munna bhai m.b.b.s as a kid and knew right then how its gonna be

Will: I can hear him, feel him…

Mike: is he… is he saying anything now?

Vecna: personally, luv, I wouldn’t waste time on him. That outfit he came in was atrocious and you know it. He wore her favorite colors and didn’t even offer you a handshake or anything? Dearie? Do better you deserve much more than that. Anyway your mom friend is gay and my new puppet boy is madly in love with him. Steve ain’t it? A beauty that one.

Will:… I don’t.. I don’t feel comfortable saying everything. But he judged my life choices..

zamindari was formally abolished in Bengal about 70 years ago but dudes will still seriously brag about being the "zAmiNdar hOuse's eldEst sOn"and these guys always turn out to be complete imbeciles. like nobody gives a rat's ass about you being a 'zamindar' back in your village home. y tf u so proud that your ancestors were feudal lords who exploited peasants???

'Afreen Afreen' by Javed Akhter is the epitome of