#kothai

[dr-scribbler]

Andal: *continues to pretend, then looks up with a smirk* "Yes, may I help you?"

Kanha: *holding out the garland* "Here, you owe me my daily dose of flower garland."

Andal: *playfully* "Well, you have it in your hand; wear it yourself."

Kanha: *gasps dramatically* "Blasphemy, how could you!"

Andal: *smiling.* "Well, what do you owe me if I wear the garland first?"

Kanha: *leaning in, whispering,* "Me."

Thus, my dear people, Ranganatha(Kanha) always wears the garland once adorned the chest of his lovely Andal/Kothai.

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[saifali1590]

কোথায় তোমার প্রেমের নদী / সাইফ আলি

কোথায় তোমার প্রেমের নদীকোথায় তোমার জল,তোমার দেওয়া দুখ সাগরেরপাইনি খুঁজে তল।। প্রজাপতির রঙিন পাখায়কিংবা ফুলে ফুলেচোখ রেখেছি থাকবো বলেবন্ধু তোমায় ভুলে।।হয়নি তারা সঙ্গী কেহসব কি তোমার দল? মনের ব্যথা মনেই চেপেচাঁদ তারাদের বলিচল সারারাত বন্ধু হয়েখেলবো গানের কলি।।আমায় তারা দেয় ফিরিয়েকোরে নানান ছল। রূপ সাগরে ডুবে মরেএকলা একা চাঁদও,ও চোখ বলে আড়াল পেলেইতুমিও নাকি কাঁদো!১৮.০৭.২৩

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বলো স্বরূপ কোথায় আমার সাধের পেয়ারী | Balo Sorup Kothay Amar | লালন আশা ব...

#youtube #বলো স্বরূপ কোথায় আমার সাধের পেয়ারী | Balo Sorup Kothay Amar | লালন আশা বাউল গান ।।Sohel Baul TV ২০২৪ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jPHSQtU

[bollyrics]

Kothai Proti Abhiman Lyrics | Daulat Hazarika & Papori Gogoi

Kothai Proti Abhiman Lyrics | Daulat Hazarika & Papori Gogoi

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[ajmerigemsworldabulhasan]

বল স্বরূপ কোথায় আমার সাধের পেয়ারী ।। bolo sorup kothay amar - ভিডিও পর...

#youtube #বল স্বরূপ কোথায় আমার সাধের পেয়ারী ।। bolo sorup kothay amar - ভিডিও পরিচালনায়ঃ রাজবাড়ী মিউজিক লালন

[sohelbaulmusic365]

Amare pagol banaiya kothay lukaile ।। অঞ্জনা সরকার ।। Baul tv ।। Projapo...

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[sohelbaulmusic]

Amare pagol banaiya kothay lukaile ।। অঞ্জনা সরকার ।। Baul tv ।। Projapo...

#youtube #Amare pagol banaiya kothay lukaile ।। অঞ্জনা সরকার ।। Baul tv ।। Projapoti song ।। Baultv media https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fi91qlZus7s

[sambhavami]

Krishna: a character adored for over two thousand years, revered as one of the most significant political masterminds of the ancient world with his words forming the philosophical core of the country today. Concurrently, he is the god shrouded in inimitable domesticity- as a friend, a lover, and a child. No other deity in the Hindu pantheon has probably achieved as dear a position in the hearts of people as this flute-wielding cowherd of Gokula.

For generations, he has shined as the muse of countless poetfolk, of unfinished business, of unspoken desires and of repressed lovers' qualms. In Meera's longing for her marble beloved, and in Kothai's dulcet dreams of a celestial wedding, Krishna blossoms not as a warrior, but rather as a confidante of young women- the keeper of all secrets.

Curse, o ye, this wedding of devotion, 

For I was better off unmarried,

Writes the lovestruck Nawab Sadiq Hilm,

I was well enough at my mother's; 

Oh, why did I pine for him?!

Who am I, or what: go ask Rizwan, the gatekeeper

For heaven has been rejected by my forebearers!

He says, in a nostalgic ode to the cowmaids from old tales. To the ones that massage the dust off their feet on Krishna's fevered forehead to soothe his illness, even as the apparent disrespect dooms their afterlives.

Jayadeva notes a more rugged form of Krishna, one that is almost hungry for love. His Radha smiles down upon Radharaman Dutta's kalankini. Of course, she would accept even infamy if it was in relation to her Krishna. However, in time, this epithet has been reclaimed as a celebration of the meteoric, tempestuous love that this unseemly duo had carved out for themselves of the pages of a mostly unwilling history.

Tagore's Krishna is mysterious, eagerly anticipated but rarely seen. Rather, here Radha's pining is crushing and all-encompassing, inherited from Chandidas' virahini. Radha's guttural desire to transform Krishna into herself, subjecting him to the same suffering that she undergoes as a woman in love with a furious ideology more than a man, reverberates eerily against the lighthearted cross-dressing tale of Surdas'.

As often as bards favour the songs extolling the love of the cowherd and the wedded maiden, Krishna's wives are seldom accorded any thought outside of Vasudeva's family tree. Their silence speaks to the stringent rules of a typical patriarchal household. Some of them do speak, and hence Satyabhama becomes conceited and Kalindi wayward. However, the mere few lines that they are mercifully allotted in the text are enough to speak to their resilience. The lines inadvertently hold up a window to the million unspoken words and unexchanged glances. It speaks to the long years, happy and sad. It speaks to the nights of waiting for the beloved to return. It speaks to the quiet lunches in curtained rooms and taste tests in the kitchen.

Each of Krishna's eight wives has their own life, and their own equation with Krishna. Each of their distinct personalities, coupled with their unique introductions to the prince has the potential to bring a distinct flavour to the story of Krishna, the statesman. The understanding that Krishna's heart belonged first to Vrindavana and then to his ambition, must have weighed somewhat on their hearts and yet, the choice to patch up the battle-hardened cowherd, after every blow, sans complaint, and send him out into the world as the architect of history, must have demanded restraint.

The distinct turn of events that brings each of the chief eight queens to Krishna's is quite interesting. Rukmini, the first, demonstrates heart, even if it is born out of desperation. Seizing control of her life, she sends a message, relying solely on rumours of his compassion. Her gamble yields returns manifold as Krishna not only rescues her from an unwanted marriage, but instates her as his chief consort, elevating her, alongside himself, to a divine status. Far from the impulsiveness of her youth, Pandhari's Rakhumai, astute beside her beloved, proudly bears a conch-shell, calling for harmony and community. In life as well, Rukmini brings to Krishna much needed stability, and oversees the blossoming of the city of Dwarika as well as Krishna's growing household.

Jambavati and Satyabhama are given in marriage to the prince by their respective fathers and do not seem to have much of a voice at the time. Jambavati fulfills an ancient destiny, a forgotten promise, then going on to mother the child that ultimately brings about the demise of the Yadava clan. Satyabhama, though often maligned with unfair accusations, is self-reliant. Making no attempt to hide herself from the eye of society, takes her rightful place beside Krishna, not on a throne, but by his side in battlefields. Kalindi however, is an extremely interesting character in Krishna's story. Enmeshed between mortal and divine, she exists as neither. Chancing upon the prince, she unabashedly declares her intentions to be married, and yet she is uncharacteristically silent after her marriage. Lakshmana and Mitravinda, are both won in conquest. They might have been able to sympathize with Rukmini, given their kin had turned against them, on account of their choice of a life partner. Bhadra, on the other hand, has no fancy contests to boast of, or an adventurous rescue. She marries Krishna at the behest of her brother, the only highlight being the arduous journey she undertakes from Kekaya to Dwarika.

After their marriages, these women practically disappear from the narrative until their last moments. We can assume that they were all presumably content with a life outside the spotlight. One can only hope to be privy to their lives after marriage, to know their dreams, nightmares and daily chores. They enter Krishna's life at crucial junctions, and I choose to believe they each had a unique effect on Krishna's worldview, bringing with them a fresh outlook into the mostly stagnant golden city.

#krishna #radha #original writing #mahabharata #hindu mythology #rukmini #satyabhama #kalindi #desi tumblr #ehi murare #prologue #jambavati #mitravinda #lakshmana #bhadra #nagnajiti

[intellectual6666]

hii sending you the tumblr hug🫂🤍 pass it on to as many mutuals as you want to make someone's day better <3

TOR JONYO ETTTTO GIFT KINECHI!! 😭💗🍁

Thank you didi 🫂🫂🫂😘 তোমাকে আমি খুব ভালবাসি প্রিয়তমা ❤❤❤❤❤❤

Bapre eto gulo gift didi rakhbo kothai 😭😭❤❤

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[choppedphilosopherharmony]

আপনি কোথায় ????

Kothay মানে ?🙂

Ei তো ঘরে বসে মাথার চুল খিমচে ধরে Thermodynamics এর অঙ্ক করছি

[dr-scribbler]

Chudikodutha Sudarkodi - Kothai and her love

When they say that they will always wait for you

But Andal waited all her life for him, for her Ranganatha(Vishnu/Krishna)

இதயம் இதயம் எரிகின்றதே இறங்கிய கண்ணீர் அணைக்கின்றதே உள்ளங்கையில் ஒழுகும் நீர்போல் என்னுயிரும் கரைவதென்ன இருவரும் ஒரு முறை காண்போமா இல்லை நீ மட்டும் என்னுடல் காண்பாயா கலையென்ற ஜோதியில் காதலை எரிப்பது சரியா பிழையா விடை நீ சொல்லய்யா

Roughly Translated.

My heart is burning, My tears are dripping like the water in my palm. Why is my soul also melting? Will both of us meet once? Otherwise, will you alone see my body? Is it right to burn love with a light called art? Is that correct? Or is that wrong? Tell me the answer to that....

The above lyrics are from the song Marghazhi Thingal Allava( Sangamam Movie Tamil)

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[saifali1590]

কোথায় তোমার ঘর ছিলো গো / সাইফ আলি

কোথায় তোমার ঘর ছিলো গো / সাইফ আলি

কোথায় তোমার ঘর ছিলো গোকোথায় তুমি যাওসকাল থেকে দেখছি শুধু পথেরই গান গাও!ও মুসাফির,পথ কি তোমার ঠাঁই?ছেড়েছেন তোমায় যিনি তাঁর হাতেই নাটাই।। কি কথা বলছো তুমি, ভাবছো মনে মনেকোন রঙে রঙিন হলে একা নির্জনে।।ও মুসাফির ভেবেছো কি? পথ কি তোমার ঠাঁই?ছেড়েছেন তোমায় যিনি তাঁর হাতেই নাটাই। গরম শরীর শীতল হলেধরবে ঘিরে অন্ধকাররাখবে না ছন্দ মনেও মুসাফির কেউ তোমার।।মিটিয়ে ফিরতে হবে পথের দেনা, পথের দায়। ১০/০৮/২২

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[projapotistudiohd]

বলো স্বরূপ কোথায় আমার সাধের পেয়ারী | Balo Sorup Kothay Amar | লালন আশা ব...

#youtube #বলো স্বরূপ কোথায় আমার সাধের পেয়ারী | Balo Sorup Kothay Amar | লালন আশা বাউল গান ।।Sohel Baul TV ২০২৪ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jPHSQtU

[thereader-radhika]

8-CHERAMAR PERUMAL

Chapters 1 , 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 , 7 || Character Index

Though the coronation was conducted on small scale without the usual celebrations, they all were in a festive mood. Veera Pandyan's pattamahishi Panchavan Madevi and junior queens distributed pearl jewellery and silk clothes to the soldiers. Ravidasan too got a few necklaces, rings and clothes. Jatilan's sisters' marriages were fixed and the attendants of the princesses distributed specially made sweets to everyone. It was the first time that he met the princesses who were usually looked after by the female guards.

Even when he received a birudam, Ravidasan was unable to enjoy it or concentrate fully on the festivities. Sundara Cholan was living rent free in his head. The Emperor introduced Ravidasan and other guards to his grandfather who gifted them gold bangles and red silk shawls which they tied to their waist on the behalf of his son, the reigning Perumal.

Ravi Varmar joked that Ravidasan should be suspended from service because people might think that Veera Pandyan has no respect for his grandfather if they hear him calling out for "Ravi". He almost burst into tears but Ravi Varmar laughed and assured him that it was just a joke. Sometimes the old king dispensed wisdom like a seasoned statesman and behaved like a not-so-cute puppy at other times.

Nonetheless, when Menandros said that Ravidasan should go ahead of the main contingent and make arrangements to escort Ravi Varmar in his journey across the Pandya nadu, he felt very proud. But his enthusiasm turned to confusion when he saw the itinerary. Cheramar will conduct prayers for Uttama Seeli's salvation and Sundaran's safety. After that, they need to go to the northern border where the old king will be recieved by Cholas. Can't he pray for Cholas from their territory? Whose side is he really on?

"I guess he will then visit Iratta Mandalam and exchange pleasantries with Kannara Devan too".

"Right. Perumal is planning to go to Thirumunaipadi after paying a visit to Paranthakan".

"Forgive me if I am wrong. There are no permanent friends and enemies in politics. Yet . . . isn't this a bit excessive?"

"When Maravarmar first wore the crown, I was younger than you. Chakravarthy too was young and longing to conquer the whole world. Do you know what did we do first?"

"Sacked Kodumbaloor?"

"No, first we went to Kongu and plundered Vanchi. This Ravi Varmar was a prince then. We were successful, but he chased us away. At last we had to go to the same man begging for asylum ".

Everyone knew that story. After Paranthakan defeated him, the Emperor fled to Lanka and deposited the crown jewels there. Later he went to Ravi Varmar, who had ascended the throne by then. He was given asylum and a younger princess in marriage.

"So, behave. Don't utter anything disrespectful".

**********************

"It is Iravi Kothai, not Goda Ravi. When you are making the proclamation in Tamil, you must use the Tamil form of the name".

"I know".

"Is the abhishekanamam still applicable even after abdication? Is it right to call him the King of Kings of all nadu from Kolathu Nadu to Ay Nadu? "

"Yes".

"Don't forget to call our Veera Pandyar 'Ugra Chakravarthy' and 'Veera Keralan'.

"Anipathi, why don't you do your duty and let me do mine? I know how to make a proclamation", the annoyed herald was throwing a tantrum. Ravidasan asked him to write down the complete announcement and show it to Pallavaraiyar. He was hoping that the herald was worth all this trouble because he too was unsure about the titles.

The village head returned with the girls who are supposed to take arathi and shower flowers when the dignitaries enter the village.

"Children, show this annan how will you welcome our Emperor's grandfather".

Oh god! They were holding plates filled with leaves. Before he could say anything, they started their rehersal by throwing leaves everywhere.

"Fabulous! Perfect! Now my sweet angels, please sweep the floor and clean all these".

Another irksome matter that perturbed him was the lack of curd. As they didn't give enough notice to the villagers, they were unable to produce enough curd to feed the troops. Though he made sure that there will be enough curd and buttermilk for the dignitaries, it will be embarassing if Perumal's aayiram tell this to their Chola brethren.

He stationed the guards across the border and some villagers near the adjacent forest area. Let the soldiers with Pallavaraiyar perform the ceremonial duties. Luckily, the visit was uneventful and pleasant. There was a group of girls and soldiers performing the Guard of Honour to welcome the king at the other side. The Chola herald announced the titles of their King, guest and the dignitaries who were present to welcome him- Ravi Varmar's sister, Paranthakan's Udaiya Pirattiyar Kilanadigal and a Perumpatai Nayakan Velan Kumaran.

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief as the Cheramar's retuine and the Chola troops disappeared into the distance. Tired soldiers and the villagers who made the arrangements sat down to have dinner. Ravidasan was so tired that he felt like lying down right there and sleeping. But he couldn't forget Perumal's parting words.

"We will never meet again".

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Aayiram (The Thousand) - Bodyguard regiment of Chera Perumal

Pattum Valayaum - Gifting silk cloth and gold bangle to honour people participating in rituals, priests, soldiers and martial arts teachers is a custom in Kerala. After independence, only private entities give such gifts.

#ponniyin selvan #ponniyin selvan 2 #veera pandyan #ravidasan #kollywood

[gryffindordaughterofathena]

In honor of just 50 days being left for pujo, I am here with a prompt for you!

Ethan seeing Diana in a saree for the first time. 💜

I want to know all about it!

Okay so Pujo is 5 days away, I know I know I am phenomenally late, but on the occasion of Mahalaya here's a little something I wrote, I hope you like it and let the pujo celebrations commence!

RANGI SAARI

Book : Open Heart (book 3 timeline)

Pairing : Ethan Ramsey x Diana Ramirez

Word Count : 530 words

Rating : General 

Category : Fluff

Trope : N/A

Warning : None

Summary : It's his first time seeing her wearing a saari (traditional wear of women of Bengal)

A/N : This is extremely self indulgent but I finally wrote something after a million years, say you're proud of me 🥺 there's two bengali sentences, I'll translate them at the end❤

Sunlight pours in through the curtains of a room that holds memories. Memories of laughter, of tears, of first loves and first heartbreak, of the thrill of being here with the only one who matters. A double bed with sleep muddled bed sheets warm in the early autumn light, half illuminating the man currently asleep on the bed, unaware of the gentle storm that rages on in the rest of the house.

… … …

Downstairs is pandemonium, a storm of dark brown hair and feet tangled in clothes, of fresh wafts of a very familiar jasmine smell and laughter that once was common in the same hallways.

"Ma amar dul gulo kothay?" *

"Ghorei toh ache, bhalo kore khoj" **

Then there's a pattering of bare feet on stairs and the hurricane passes through, leaving calm behind.

… … …

When Ethan wakes, for a moment he tries to remember the place around him. Then his mind tries to make sense of the absence of Diana's warm body by his side.

Only after that does he notice the vision in red in the other end of the room. The one peering into the ornate mirror that takes up a fourth of the wall, as she puts on the gold earrings that glints in the early morning sunlight, catching rays and releasing them in the magic of the moment.

For a moment it's difficult to breathe, his mind going back years to those sleepless nights scrolling through her social media, going back years, staring at the unreality of her in her birthland's finery.

The next moment he finds his gaze drawn back to the tumbling dark brown hair that has fallen to her back, a single drop of water travelling across the smooth bronze of her exposed midriff, the sunlight that reflects in the depths of her brown eyes intensely concentrating on attaching the earring hoop.

Then she sees him and turns towards him.

The smile that she sends towards him is enough to make him forget breathing once again.

… … …

Like teenagers in the early blooming stages of love, they stare at each other, blinding impossible blue to the grounding storm of rain soaked browns.

Unaware of the hymns being chanted through the loudspeakers, holy words praising the goddess, floating through the air of an Indian autumn.

Neither speaks, their breathless smiles holding the other's heart in the cusp of their hands.

He drinks in the sight of her draped in red, she's a dream in his waking hours, beautiful, untouchable, warm, his.

She drinks in the sight of him in her childhood bedroom, sleep tousled hair, beautiful in the way he's completely hers.

He can't speak, drawn to silence by the sight of the woman he loves, so his voice comes out cracked when he utters, "You look-"

"Acceptable?", she jokes knowing damn well that it can't be further from the truth.

"Beautiful, absolutely beautiful", his voice is fervent, worshipping.

He slowly makes her way towards her, outstretched hand reaching to hold hers.

Once they meet, she squeezes his thrice, her signal of happiness only known to him.

He squeezes back.

They are perfectly, incandescently happy.

TRANSLATIONS

*"Ma amar dul gulo kothay?"

-> Where are my earrings mom?

**"Ghorei toh ache, bhalo kore khoj"

-> It's in your room, search carefully.

A/N : If you've read this far, I love you and I hope you are taking care of yourself, I have missed being active in the fandom with college hitting me like a freight train but now with vacations I'll have more time to be here.

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Ethan x Diana :

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Jeeva Subramanian as Kothai in Suzhal - The Vortex (TV Series 2022)

#suzhal prime #suzhaledit #jeeva subramanian #tvedit #lgbtsource #lgbtedit #userstream #intcinemaedit #desicinema #southasiansource #worldcinemaedit #asiancinemasource #mine* #i adore her... especially in this scene! #her telling the police they are pervs >>>>>>>>>>