This Diwali Gonna Eat A Mithai (you

reasons why my bf is the best person to have in your friend group

you mention one (1) time that you're craving some dish and the next day he'll bring a special dabba with it for you

always carries extra hair ties for female friends

has extra money in case someone forgot their lunch

always makes sure you wash your hands or atleast sanitise before you eat

knows first aid

SMOKING HOT

lets you sleep on his shoulder during class or in the bus if you're tired

asks you if you want a hug if he sees you looking sad- best hugs ever

makes sure your notebook is completed by offering his own notes

CHEMISTRY GENIUS!!!!!

will throw hands with anyone who insults you, and will win

tells his mom about your favourite food so she'll make it when you come over

endearing nicknames for everyone that include 'nutella', 'gulab jamun', 'taara', 'sherni' and my personal fav: 'biryani'

mention one of your interests and he'll listen to you infodump for hours. literally. hours. (he listened to me overanalyse tangled for four hours straight, from 2 am to 6 am)

DID I MENTION HOT ASF

gives you small affirmations everyday, like 'i love your hair today behen', 'aree wah those biceps looking great today bro'

asks you about your favourite flowers if he's known you long enough and surprises you with them when you're sad

BRINGS CHOCOLATES AND YOUR FAVOURITE MOVIE KI CD DURING PERIODS!!!!!!!

ALSO HE'S AN AMAZING KISSER

bollywood really invented love. i have proof.

Har ishq ka ek waqt hota hai, woh hamara waqt nahi tha, par iska yeh matlab nahi ki woh ishq nahi tha

Tumhari yeh hasi, yeh masti, yeh gaaliyan agar bandh ho gayi na toh is duniya ka bahut nuksaan hoga

Joh dil jeette hai woh kabhi haarte nahi

Har din uski zindagi ki dua maang leti hoon aur har din khud thodi marr leti hoon

Tu saath hokar bhi saath nahi hoti ab toh rahat mein bhi rahat nahi hoti

Yadhaash bhi kitni ajeeb cheez hoti hai, kis cheez ko poori zindagi bhoolne ki koshish karo, woh bhoolti nahi kabhi ek choti si cheez yaad karne ki koshish karo, toh yaad nahi aati

Baarishon mein bedhadak tere nachne se, baat baat pe bewajah tere roothne se, choti choti teri bachkani badmashiyon se, mohabbat karoonga main, jab tak hai jaan, jab tak hai jaan

Teri aankhon ki namkeen mastiyan, teri hasi ki beparwah gustakhiyan, teri zulfon ki lehrati angdaiyan, nahi bhoolunga main, jab tak hai jaan, jab tak hai jaan

Tera haath se haath chodna, tera saayon ka rukh modna, tera palat ke phir na dekhna, nahin maaf karoonga main, jab tak hai jaan, jab tak hai jaan

Tere jhoothe kasme vaadon se, tere jalte sulagte khwabon se, teri beraham duaon se, nafrat karoonga main, jab tak hai jaan, jab tak hai jaan

like??? wtf???? i hate love????

I wrote something who want to read hehehe

When Gulzar said,

"Kehne walo ka kuch nahi jata, Sehne wale kamaal karte hain.

Ankhen thi jo keh gayi sab kuch, lafz hote toh mukar gaye hote.

Ek umr hai jo bitani hai uske beghair, ek lamha hai jo mujhe guzara nahi jata.

Muskuraon kabhi toh lagta hai jaise hooton par karz rakha hai,

Tere khayal mai doob ke aksar achi lagey tanhai.

Apke baad har ghadi humne apke saath guzaari hai".

I guess all of us fall in love the exact same way. God made us and then filled our hearts with love and so much love and all that love for one person. Just one person.

I know nothing more heartbreaking than love.

Mohhabhat karne wale Kam na honge 🪬

मोहब्बत करनेवाले कम ना होंगे

मोहब्बत करनेवाले कम ना होंगे

तेरी महफ़िल में लेकिन हम ना होंगे

मोहब्बत करनेवाले कम ना होंगे

तेरी महफ़िल में लेकिन हम ना होंगे

मोहब्बत करनेवाले कम ना होंगे

( there are numerous people who love you , care for you , who would die for you but I won't be there for you . I will not be present in that gathering )

ज़माने भर के ग़म या इक तेरा ग़म

ज़माने भर के ग़म या इक तेरा ग़म

ये ग़म होगा तो कितने ग़म ना होंगे

ये ग़म होगा तो कितने ग़म ना होंगे

तेरी महफ़िल में लेकिन हम ना होंगे

मोहब्बत करनेवाले कम ना होंगे

( if I have to choose between the sorrow of losing you and rest of the sorrows of the world , I would choose losing you even after knowing the fact that it will always hurt me for the rest of my life )

अगर तू इत्तिफ़ाक़न मिल भी जाए

अगर तू इत्तिफ़ाक़न मिल भी जाए

तेरी फ़ुर्क़त के सदमें कम ना होंगे

तेरी फ़ुर्क़त के सदमें कम ना होंगे

तेरी महफ़िल में लेकिन हम ना होंगे

मोहब्बत करनेवाले कम ना होंगे

( if by any chance we will reunite . it won't be able to heal the pain that your absence for all these years have caused me . This pain is forever . )

दिलों की उलझनें बढ़ती रहेंगी

दिलों की उलझनें बढ़ती रहेंगी

अगर कुछ मशवरे बाहम ना होंगे

अगर कुछ मशवरे बाहम ना होंगे

तेरी महफ़िल में लेकिन हम ना होंगे

मोहब्बत करनेवाले कम ना होंगे

( the distance between us will increase , this heart of ours will always be restless if we do not exchange a few advices listen to each other . There will always be many who will cherish you , love you but I won't be included ).

Chintata chita chota is still gotta be greatest dance step without being a dance step

Desi Middle Class ✨Aesthetic✨

Kiraya ka ghar, chai ki tapri, buying new clothes twice or at max thrice a year during festive occasions, steel ka dabba, bigger uniform size to make sure you keep fitting into it for at least two years, feeling proud to own a Trimax pen, dada dadi or nana nani's tel malish, visiting temple towns for vacations, train journeys with lots of chips packed to munch on and mummy ke parathe or puri bhaji, having to wait patiently for your turn to use the bathroom unless and until you have two bathrooms and both of them are equally functional, never been on a flight or have been only once by luck, noticing that your dad rarely buys new shirts for himself, lingering looks on that beautiful but expensive dress, your mother touches that one lovely saree for the last time and you promise to yourself that when you start earning, you will gift her every saree she will land her gaze upon, covering rough notebooks with newspapers, start studying maths for the new school year during summer vacation, sharing a room and sometimes the same study table with your siblings, beaming at your bade bhaiya or didi when they show you how to make a paper boat/paper airplane, you are growing up and for the first time you see your older sibling break down in their room all by themselves and realization dawns that even they need a comforting hug, Tu kab badi huyi?, Wanting to gift a good car to your father with your own salary, the entire family dreams to own their own house someday, the first time you realize what a middle class family really is, fights and quarrels that always end with silent apologies over the dining table, beta doctor ya engineer? Kya matlab arts lena hai? Humare family se just pass hone vale bhi science liye? You wipe your own tears and strengthen your resolve to fight for your own dreams, parents are proud that you proved them wrong with your career and subject choice, sadly dropping out of dance, music, arts and sports classes as soon as you begin 10th grade -- lucky ones still continue them, watching Indian tv serials with mummy during afternoons after coming back from school, thoda toh pocket money badha do?? Storing money everywhere in the house, counting coins as a child and thinking yourself to be very rich, chota ghar magar sapne bade yeh hai middle class parivar ki kahani

I was watching Wagle ki duniya and later mummy and I were talking about our lifestyle after which she played a Sudha Murthy video where she was talking about the middle class lifestyle, and then I made this post by reflecting on some of my own experiences. I know that the above post doesn't still complete the middle class life there are so many things remaining but I tried my best to summarise from my own observation and experiences.

I have lived a small part of my life with the more economically advantaged groups too (samridhi just say rich) and I am seeing and have also seen the other side too that isn't as gleaming as I used to think but nevertheless it's colourful, so I wanted to write something on it as a lesson I learnt in these 3 years and for the lesson which will live with me for my future endeavours. Probably this post will also be a sahara sort of thing when I again spiral down some crying lane over my exams.

I have so many stories from my 11th 12th and drop year timeline that I will soon share because as I always believe in the end being good no matter what, be it whatever college I get in or whatever I do, this experience taught me things that no school classroom could do. I may sound like a dadi now but yes maybe in the upcoming time if some of you younger lot do stumble on this in times that seem dark and full of certainty, I hope those stories will bring hope in your hearts

Bas bhai yeh dadimaa kirdar ab kuch samay paschat

Jo baatein pee gya tha mai

Wo baatein kha gyin mujhko

-Jaun Elia

In other words:

The things you hide in your heart, eats you alive.

Uthtii hai ibadat ki khushbooein kyun mere ishq se