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southasiansource · 2 years

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We have the right to ask for what is ours. It is our duty. It is our birthright. As soon as palm oil proved to be more profitable than rubber, in one second my people’s hard work was squeezed. Their blood, sweat, and tears were extracted. They have been trashed on the street as waste. Their protest is not for one man, for one family. It is a voice of dissent for an entire people.

Kabali (2016) dir. Pa. Ranjith

[ID: Nine gifs from the Tamil film Kabali. Gif 1: A shot from behind of Kabali reading a book. Gif 2 : Kumaran and Kabali at a table eating. Gif 3: Veerasekaran with his hands folded in prayer and eyes closed as water and flowers are poured over him. Gif 4 : a close up of people protesting, hands raised in the air. Gif 5 : Kumudha walking past a window, turning slightly to look in. Gif 6 : Yogi fights an individual kicking his feet out from under him. Gif 7: Kumudha sitting outside a door against the frame, in front of a small pool with lotuses. Gif 8: Molotov cocktails thrown at a sign that reads “Asst. Manager Bungalow” while people run past it. Gif 9: Kabali is sitting on a chair with a shotgun on his lap on top of a roof, and the Petronas Twin Towers behind him. /END ID]

#kabali #kollywood #pa. ranjith #rajinikanth #Radhika Apte #kishore #sai dansikha #tamil film #filmedit #cinematv #asiancinemasource #asiancentral #intcinemaedit #dailyworldcinema #south asian cinema #tamil cinema #ours #by gil #violence tw

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iironwreath · 8 months

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Wounded [Cadiana]

[cw: war, gore, civilian death]

“In war, the only law was power. And power knew no civilians—you were either a combatant or a victim.” — Olivia Waite, Hen Fever

Cadiana rarely went without their armour. Part of it was routine; they would find themselves securing a cuisse without asking if they actually needed it. The act of attaching it piece by piece was meditative, ritual. There was community when a cleric or squire assisted with her upper body, each finding their own way to serve Erathis by lending their help to each other.

The other part was trauma; two years couldn’t shake the effects of a war they’d grown up with. Fighting wasn’t just expected from their Order, it was required—and so, the armour.

It was fortunate, then, they were in their armour when the cult of Tiamat descended on Westruun.

First, Cadiana helped the First Bastion—those who weren't already defending—underground. They threw two injured people onto Warpath and fended off draconic beasts as they went, acting as a rearguard. Cady let the head priest do a headcount before pivoting on their heel, making for the exit to the surface.

Lorcan lunged to grab their arm, but instead of stopping Cady, her momentum brought Lorcan stumbling forward. His arms were strong, but his balance wasn't perfect with his re-grown foot. Cady stopped and supported him under the elbow, inviting him to speak.

"You're alright to do this?" he asked. It wasn't a question that Cady was going back out.

Cady wanted to give it some thought for him, but they couldn't hesitate—every second mattered. Even if she wasn't okay, by whatever definition, she would have gone. "Yes.”

"Erathis protect you and guide your maul, Steelsong."

"She will."

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Outside, blasts of fire, ice, and lightning shaved off chunks of buildings. Poison clouded off blocks, dissolving skin and melting lungs. Civilians who hadn't escaped fast enough were cornered into their homes or drained into the streets, where they were cut down. The cult was needlessly brutal about it, removing entire limbs, heads, or dragging screaming families apart. Were they taking prisoners? What the hell for?

Orla’s words, a reinforcement of Erathis’, resonated in them: protect the city. Protect her city. Westruun had become Cady’s home as much as Emon once was.

Cady charged. They swung with the force of a battering ram, using their maul to slam cultists’ heads off their shoulders or into buildings and launching at them like a bear. Maybe bears didn’t scare dragons, but Cady was at her fiercest in battle—where she couldn’t instill fear, she could kill.

Cady realized why Lorcan had asked. She'd been here before—a hurricane of noise around her, steel on steel and bellowing and the drumbeat of a thousand armoured feet and shields, the snap of bowstrings and bones and crossbow bolts. Fire and spells added to the roar, so loud it made her ears want to go numb. The air was pungent with sweat and the iron bite of blood, so thick she tasted it in the back of her throat.

For a fleeting moment Cady had wondered if they’d freeze, but they were calmer than they’d ever been, Erathis’ steady presence beating in tandem beside their heart.

Once upon a time, Cady might have been on the opposite side, a pawn of a Betrayer God—Bane instead of Tiamat. Warren Drassig and his son were the closest she had ever gotten to one. Warren had fooled her, making her trust he was enacting Erathis’ tenets, but his son unveiled the truth. Cady had turned away just as Bane’s fingers had brushed her shoulder.

Out on the battlefield during the Scattered War, away from the cities, Cady had believed everyone there was a soldier; that when opposing sides met, they were all at least trained in basic combat and were there voluntarily, even if that reason was a reaction. In Westruun, that couldn’t have been further from the truth.

Cadiana arrived at the city’s heart in time to join with some of the Gilded Thorns: Krusk, Kishore, and Bryn. The three and some armed guards had cleaved a path through a knot of cultists trying to stave in the courtyard gates. The Thorns had successfully drawn their attention and were beginning to drive them back.

Cady reeked of sweat, smoke, and blood—some their own, but mostly the cultist’s. They thrust a fist against their chest, closing most of the wounds, and took up a wide stance beside Kishore. Kishore spared him a quick flick of the eyes, then returned her focus to battle.

They smelled a pyrrhic victory. Westruun was wounded, but the cult would come away wounded, too. For every innocent life, Cady wanted to smite down ten of the cultists.

#promptober #promptober 2023 #writing tag #writing: cadiana #cadiana #lorcan #kishore #krusk #bryn #tal'dorei #exandria

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mysteryoflove24 · 11 months

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9 baras lambi amavas

suna hai, ye jo pholon ki belein nazar aati haina, darasal ye beletin nahi hai ,arbi mein ayaatein likhi hai, isse din ke waqt dekhna chaiye bilkul saaf nazar aati hai, din ke waqt ye saara paani se bhara rehta hai, din ke waqt jab ye fuware

din ki baat kyu kar rahe ho, kaha aa paungi mein din mein

ye jo chaand haina isse raat mein dekhna, ye din mein nahi nikalta

ye toh roz nikalta hoga

ha, lekin beech mein amavas aajati, vaise toh amavas 15 din ki hoti hai, lekin iss baar bahut lambi thi

9 baras lambi thi na...

jee mein aata hai tere daman mein sar jhuka ke ham rote rahein, rote rahein, tere hi aakhon mein aasuon ki nami toh nahi...

tere bina zindagi se koi shikwa toh nahi, shikwa nahi, shikwa nahi, shikwa nahi, tere bina zindagi bhi lekin zindagi, toh nahi, zindagi nahi, zindagi nahi, zindagi nahi

tum jo kehdo aaj ki raat chaand doobega nahi, raat ko rok lo, raat ki baat hai, aur zindagi baaki toh nahi

tere bina zindagi se koi shikwa toh nahi

#bolywood #sanjeev #aandhi #kishore #lata #rdburman #old #love #pyaar #2020 #december2020 #heartwarming #roterahein #she

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mysorean · 2 years

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Kantara

Kantara -A rare piece of cinematic brilliance from KFI. Hats off Rishab Shetty!

‘Kantara’ is a Kannada movie written and directed by Rishab Shetty. He also stars as the main protagonist along with Achyuth Kumar, Kishore and Sapthami in key supporting roles. Introduction The movie traces a mythical legend from 1847 set in Dakshina Kannada region (Udupi and Kasargod districts). A King is travelling in his territory looking for peace and happiness. He meets with Panjurli…

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#AchyuthKumar #ApsaraAali #Art #Artist #DakshinaKannada #HumanNatureConflict #Kantara #Kishore #Legend #Myth #Navarasam #RishabShetty #SingaraSiriye #Tribals #VarahaRoopam

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swamyworld · 9 days

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Lok Sabha Elections 2024 Prashant Kishore justified assessment of election analyst Yogendra Yadav predicted BJP victory

Lok Sabha Elections 2024: Political analyst Prashant Kishor says that BJP will repeat its 2019 Lok Sabha performance this time too, but will not be able to win more than 370 seats. On the other hand, election expert Yogendra Yadav says that BJP can form the government this time too. But both have given different numbers of seats. It is becoming clear in the assessment of both political analysts…

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movienized-com · 18 days

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Kannur Squad

Kannur Squad (2023) #RobyVargheseRaj #Mammootty #Kishore #Vijayaraghavan #RonyDavidRaj #AzeezNedumangad Mehr auf:

Jahr: 2023 Genre: Action / Krimi / Drama Regie: Roby Varghese Raj Hauptrollen: Mammootty, Kishore, Vijayaraghavan, Rony David Raj, Azeez Nedumangad, Shabareesh Varma, Sarath Sabha, Sunny Wayne … Filmbeschreibung: Eine fesselnde Saga über einen Polizisten und sein Team, ihre herausfordernde Reise, um eine kriminelle Bande im ganzen Land zu fassen. Es zeigt auch, wie er sein Team zum Triumph…

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#Kishore #Mammootty #Roby Varghese Raj #Rony David Raj #Vijayaraghavan

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lyricget · 2 months

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CHHOD DO AANCHAL, ZAMANA KYA KAHEGA @Paying Guest

CHHOD DO AANCHAL, ZAMANA KYA KAHEGA Hindi Lyrics #Kishore, Asha Bhosle @Paying Guest Song Credits:Song: Chhod Do Aanchal ZamanaMovie: Paying GuestSingers: Kishore, Asha BhosleLyricist: Majrooh Sultanpuri Hindi Lyrics:छोड़ दो आंचल जमाना क्या कहेगाहो छोड़ दो आंचल जमाना क्या कहेगा। हां हां हां, इन अदाओं का जमाना भी है दीवाना।दीवाना क्या कहेगा?हो छोड़ दो आंचल जमाना क्या कहेगा। हां हां हां, इन…

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#Asha Bhosle #kishore

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qureshimushranabdulrauf · 8 months

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The old 🗝️

What’s your all-time favorite album? I am not very found of music or songs but I love to listen melodious song here and there specially of Mohd Rafi ji , Kishore ji Mukesh ji , Lata ji .

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#dailyprompt #dailyprompt-2067 #Kishore #Mukesh #music #Rafi #Songs

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suchananewsblog · 1 year

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Kumar Sanu: Today film music lacks good composition, lyrics and heroes - #BigInterview | Hindi Movie News - Times of India

Acclaimed singer Kumar Sanu, who is known for holding a World Record, a room full of Film Awards and for singing over 21000 songs in a career spanning four decades, met with ETimes recently for an interview that looked back at his achievements, his high points and stories with his film industry colleagues and mentors. In this week’s Big Interview, Kumar Sanu takes us down memory lane. Sanu Da,…

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#Anu Malik #Kishore #Kumar Sanu #salman khan #Sanjay Dutt #shah rukh khan

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indiaglitztamil · 1 year

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Check out an exciting announcement as actor Kishore DS takes to his Instagram handle to share the big news about his wedding with his fiance Preethi Kumar. In an adorable picture and video, Kishore and his fiancé share their wedding pictures. Don't forget to subscribe IndiaGlitz Tamil for more exciting news and updates.

#kishore #pasanga #preethikumar #chithi2serial #thirumanam #tamilseriallatest #tamilserialnews #indiaglitz #Youtube

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canlynews · 1 year

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No love left for Kantara after OTT release? - Times of India

No love left for Kantara after OTT release? – Times of India

Box office success Kantara, a Kannada action thriller written and directed by Rishab Shetty, brought in over 400 crores. The actors’ performances (especially those of Shetty and Kishore) as well as the director, scripting, production design, cinematography, proper displaying of the Bhoota Kola, action sequences, editing, soundtrack, and musical score were lauded by critics. It became the…

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#bhoota kola #kannada #kantara #kishore #rishab shetty

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janchowk · 2 years

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उत्तराखण्ड: एक पहाड़ी विधायक को पहाड़ में नहीं दिया जा रहा आवास

देहरादून। कोई विधायक अगर लगातार क्षेत्र में रहेगा, वहीं प्रवास करेगा तो आखिर अधिकारियों को दिक्कत क्या है? दिक्कत ये हो सकती है कि विधायक कभी भी जनता के किसी काम पर तलब कर देगा। विधायक के सामने जनता की कोई भी छोटी बड़ी समस्या आएगी तो विधायक अफसर को बुला लेगा, चाहे वो DM हो या पटवारी। शायद इसीलिए ये अफसर नहीं चाहते कि विधायक क्षेत्र में रहे। उत्तराखंड की जनता हमेशा यही कहती रही है कि हमारा राज्य…

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#assembly #himachal #kishore #mla #Upadhyay #uttarakhand

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iironwreath · 8 months

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Danger [Orla]

[cw: runs concurrent with cadiana's 'wounded', so wow can you believe it, more war and gore]

At first, the silverware rattled. Then, a series of crunches. The windows shattered in a hailstorm of glass and the ceiling burst inward like a puncture wound. There was another wrench as the dining table caved in the middle; a draconic figure rose from a crouch amid the splinters and broken ceramics. A dozen more flooded in through the damage and poured down the stairs. They wore masks that resembled stars, pointed in five directions, but each a different colour. They belonged to Tiamat.

Krusk’s blade was longer than Orla was tall. It started carving through the cultists like they were soft fruit. Pulpy gouts of blood—not just red, but black and green and blue—painted the furniture, stained the artwork, and spattered their breakfast.

It was nothing like when Krusk trained Ragnar. There was a fury in his eyes that could’ve stopped the heart of a dragon. The cultists flung themselves at him with reckless abandon, having no regard for their lives.

Bryn threw punches and kicks that caved in skulls and broke bones so hard they split skin, his knuckles coming away coated in blood. They both struck to kill, and they did it with ease.

Ada grabbed Orla by her arms—she was on the floor, dazed, her ears ringing, but the touch snapped her back to reality. Her skin stung with thin cuts, she had a skid mark on her elbow, and she might have had a burn somewhere, but her scales had absorbed the worst of it. Ada hauled her to her feet and sprinted with her towards the stairs by her hand. Shrieks echoed down from the floor above. Bryn covered their backs, shouting at the staff to move.

They funnelled into the basement. Two of them were unaccounted for and nobody was unmarked, all of them bearing a unique constellation of nicks and burns. The fight reached the top of the stairwell, but it was a choke point; in less than a minute the cultists inside the house were dropped bodies. The sounds of a bigger battle bled in from beyond the manor, bells and horns and the war cries of combat.

The folks at Brambleview had taught Orla about the tunnel connecting them to the Underwalk Ward early on in case of emergencies. Despite knowing who the Gilded Thorns were, she never expected to use it. Ada and Bryn shepherded them onto the path that cut past the bathing pools. Krusk took up the rear, sword still drawn, dripping blood like a red pebble trail in their wake. Ada led Orla along by the hand and Ragnar held Ada’s ahead of her, creating a short chain—she hadn’t let go since they’d escaped the dining hall.

Normally the basement was pleasantly cool and damp, filled with the comforting steam of the springs. Today it was dry, with heat emanating from above. The steam resembled smoke and the torches fit into the walls were like baleful eyes staring out of the darkness. Orla had never been this far or properly explored Westruun’s nether world before, and part of her regretted that; now her introduction was tinted by a life or death scenario.

They passed the wine cellar beneath Palebloom Hall. Ahead of them, the voices of the Maallinen’s drifted down the passage. Bryn called to them, and they joined up, creating a small herd.

“Strength in numbers,” Orla said to no-one, but more like a prayer than a statement.

“Krusk, Bryn, and Kishore count for more than three,” Ada replied. Orla squeezed her hand.

The Maallinen’s explained that the attack went beyond Brambleview. The cultists had young dragons and drakes and experimental monsters—a whole army. Orla chewed on a knuckle.

What sounded like thunder rumbled above, occasionally snowing dirt down on their heads. Sucking in shallow, pinched breaths, she strained her ears, competing with the rush of blood. Her imagination went wild with the muted sounds: were those screams? A stampede of dragons or civilians? Fire devouring the buildings? Fire was loud.

The cultists and dragons had scales like hers, like Elspeth's, like any dragonborn. Her magic couldn’t do anything more than nettle them. She didn’t need proof of that to know that she didn’t belong on the surface.

The tunnel joined the Underwalk Ward proper. Orla stumbled against the current of people; they frothed with fear and alarm, knocking into her back and side to side as they searched for friends and relatives—but Ada had a grip like steel and stopped her from being carried away. She was probably used to holding onto Ragnar. Orla refused to believe all of his strength came from Krusk.

People were dragging in bodies—some dead, others badly injured. Healers were clearing space for cots and gurneys to ferry them to the Temple District. Orla averted her eyes. Before today, she’d never seen the dead before.

Kishore mentioned the Thorns arriving—Krusk added needing to go to the center of the city. Word of the Gilded Thorns spread among the crowd, and with it, cries of hope and relief.

Orla held a hand to her chest, equal parts terrified for them, herself, and everyone around her. The Thorns were back, but that meant they were in danger. The Thorns couldn't take on an entire army, could they?

Ada tugged her back into the Brambleview tunnel, out of the immediate crowd, and sat her down on a curb. Krusk kissed his wife, pat Ragnar on the head, and left with Bryn and Kishore. Without Ada’s hand, Orla hugged her knees to her chest and caught her breath.

When Orla had been undergoing treatment, Iona would sit on the bed with Orla’s head in her lap, run her nails through her scalp, and hum. Her mother had washed and braided her hair, played cards with her when she could sit up. Eireann had even stopped by, adding flowers to the room and tickling her until she cried with laughter. She desperately wanted them there, even if Eireann and Iona also would’ve thrown themselves into the fray. Iona would’ve been with the Thorns, loosing arrows into the skyborn beasts while Eireann tended the wounded with her magic.

Orla had been in danger when she was ill, had been on and off her whole life, but this was new. Her magical entropy had come from within, something she’d passively absorbed from the environment. The Cult of Tiamat came from outside. It was out of her hands, out of her control.

She had never wanted to die by her sickness, but she had always understood that it was a possibility, and in that, she had accepted it. She’d forgotten that she could die any other way up until then, that the stories of the Gilded Thorns weren’t just stories, but their lives.

Her fear made her ashamed, but she tried to stifle it. She never would have shamed anyone in the Thorns for being afraid, and she had to extend that courtesy to herself. She was a civilian, not a hero.

She focused on breathing and settled into her magic, reaching for it just to make sure it was there.

#promptober #promptober 2023 #writing tag #writing: orla #orla #krusk #ada but not my ada #kishore #ragnar #bryn #tal'dorei #me: i feel bad killing some the staff #el: do it. kill them.#wrestling with myself every step of the way like 'not every sentence needs to be a masterpiece you dumdum'

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shopsalary · 2 years

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6 Best Mobile Apps for Online Shopping in India 2022

6 Best Mobile Apps for Online Shopping in India The Indian online shopping market is expected to grow from USD 19 billion in 2018 to USD 69 billion by 2021. Moreover, the mobile commerce segment continues to grow at a rapid pace, and most retailers now have dedicated mobile apps for customers to shop. In this blog post, we detail the best mobile apps for online shopping in India. Discover more…

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oldisgoldmedia · 2 years

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Remembering Kishore Kumar on his birth anniversary #birthday #happybirthday #birthdaywishes #birthdaydecoration #birthdaycelebration #Kishorekumar #Kishore #kishorekumarsongs #kishoreda #kishorekumarsongs🎼🎶 https://www.instagram.com/p/Cg0bUOoJGYA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#birthday #happybirthday #birthdaywishes #birthdaydecoration #birthdaycelebration #kishorekumar #kishore #kishorekumarsongs #kishoreda #kishorekumarsongs🎼🎶

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natkhat-sa-shyam · 4 months

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I'm an old school lover

So i would take you to eat streetfood ♡

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