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raenprabhaker · 2 days ago
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—are you sure you're from a desi household if you never felt like running away and buying your own apartment only because you need privacy and you want to walk around naked?
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Things desis need desparately
Aesthetic modeling photos
Character inspiration pictures
Independent musicians
Indian literature fandoms
Promotion and translation of regional language literature
And some fucking personal space from family
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wajicute · 2 days ago
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Hindu Goddesses because I have no self control whatsoever
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@suvarnarekha @chaoticaindica @ginazmemeoir @thestral-queen-rules @arachneofthoughts @gulaabee
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papenathys · 4 months ago
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south asian fitzwilliam darcy moodboard
"I cannot forget the follies and vices of others so soon as I ought, nor their offences against myself. My good opinion, once lost, is lost forever."
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duskissed · 7 months ago
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Architecture
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kabiraaa · 6 months ago
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concept: two indian high school girls fall in love, desi dark academia style. imagine them carefully braiding each other’s hair in the school restroom while discussing mughal history. sneaking an old ipod to school and listening to sufi and carnatic music together on the weary bus ride back home. doing everything together, they’re as inseparable as two girl best friends can get. going to book stores or libraries on weekends and spending hours reading sitting next to each other, and then having an intense discussion over chai and vada pav at a small stand. coming back from coaching classes in the evenings, holding hands as their jhumkas twinkle under the streetlights. texting each other at 5 in the morning while stuck on homework. holding hands, hugging ten times a day and cheek kisses are normal, and they never realize their feelings for each other until an accidental forehead touch in a doorway, glancing at each other’s lips and breathing heavily. not choosing to date for fear of ruining their academic careers and remaining best friends. finally getting together when by a stroke of good luck, they both make it to their common dream college and have a celebratory kiss when one goes to the others house to break the good news in person. just, two desi girls falling in love; enamored by the world around them, its knowledge and each other.
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wajicute · 2 days ago
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khayrr · 3 months ago
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desi women: art
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kurja-tales · 2 days ago
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Solace in a Stranger
Since you've left I started finding solace in strangers,
I'm running behind their stories and trying to make their hearts bleed,
I'm loosing myself just to get there, where it doesn't hurt this bad
I don't want love just want someone to wake up with me and go to sleep,
I'm starting to question the silence in between the words I softly speak
I ask again and again if he's okay though I don't even know his first name,
I just want something to escape my ordinary days, Would it help to make this go away
Ohh love, what'd you do?
I'm finding Solace in strangers.
Mehh 🦋
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chaoticaindica · 16 days ago
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Academia Aesthetic But Make It Indian
Pulling an all - nighter fueled by a herbal concoction that is one of your family recipe.
Discussing literature with your friends on zoom call over a cup of masala chai and Parle - G.
Having an enviable collection of jumkas.
Visiting the libraries (with appropriate precautions), museums, art galleries, ancient buildings and temples.
Studying in the temples/gurudwaras (if permitted, with due respect and measures). The dhoop-batti infused tranquility transporting you to the ancient times.
Lightening up an agar-batti or a dhoop-batti because scented candles are a bit too expensive and you're broke from buying that recent stack of books.
Draping a shawl that you borrowed from your parent's/grandparent's collection on cool winter months. Feeling like a royalty everytime it flutters with the wind.
Learning a classical language out of sheer fascination.
Reading your notes pretentiously to anyone who's willing to listen.... even if they're your plants/pets.
Getting up super early in the morning to study and feeling like a scholar from ancient times.
Coming up with your own concoction for your favourite beverage but secretly loving the way your mum makes it.
Pairing your Punjabi/Rajasthani Juttis with your every fancy outfit and Kolhapuri Chhappals with your every casual outfits.
Reading The Ramayana, The Bhagwat Geeta, The Vedas, The Mahabharata for the fascination of it or just because you want to!
Mumbling a mantra or a shloka that you used to listen from people around you as a kid, under your breath.
Quoting Ambedkar in your conversations.
Discussing about the ancient Greek, Roman, Norse, Egyptian or Pagan beliefs with your friends or your cousins or anybody who's interested.
Reading about all the scientists and mathematicians from ancient India and thinking about the apparatuses they used to counduct their respective researches.
Putting up the posters of your favourite personalities from the past and sticking tiny notes stating the attributes you find fascinating.
Looking upon the local women who broke the traditional roles and appreciating their valor.
Drinking nimbu-paani/Glucon-D out of the cups reserved for guests and feeling like a royalty.
Sticking up calligraphically written derivations on the walls and desks and the doors of cupboards..... basically any available surface, displaying them like your trophies.
Ditching ridiculously expensive eyeliner for your dadi's homemade kajal.
Swinging your chunni pretentiously everytime you make a valid point in a friendly debate with your "enemy" on whom you've a crush, feeling like a Harry Potter character.
Having a signature attar that announces your presence before you enter.
Downloading banned books and reading them secretly in family functions.
Tucking wild flowers behind your best friends' ear as you braid each other's hair in the school's loo.
Getting into arguments into public transport, in the classroom, on the tea stall and citing relevant points with sources.
Being the "pleasure to have in class" but also "should listen more and involve less into arguments with teachers."
Discussing mantras with your friends and learning new ones together.
Arching one eyebrow and smirking as you listen to an excellent piece of music.
Sharing playlist as you and your love sits under a tree reciting poetries to each other.
Going on a "street food discovery spree" with your friends all the while discussing about the deadly chemical medleys you read about in your chemistry class.
Practicing meditation and yoga as the first rays of sun hit the ground. (taking care of your mental health is a part of aesthetic too)
Borrowing your family heirlooms for special occasions and treating them as your most prized possessions.
Practicing classical dance/music (for people like me, who haven't practiced any and would require to train for a long time for the aforementioned arts, Shankh/conch shell is one musical instrument that is probably the easiest to play and doesn't require any prior training.)
Wrapping yourself in your grandfather's coats and feeling his warmth seep in through that piece of clothing...... also, a slight smell of Vicks.
Visiting the local fair and buying more jhumkas because you can never have enough, tbh.
Listening to Agamani-Vijaya songs as you stroll through the College Street, browsing the books.
Addressing your beloved after the names of uncharted scientists and philosophers.
Dhoti pants and khadi tops are go to summer apparels.
Leaving your crush's favourite flowers in their notes with sweet poetries you wrote for them in the candle light.
Sending magniloquent letters to your best friends and pretending to be pen-pals.
Vibing to Bhatiyali as you walk through the Howrah Bridge, imagining yourself as the protagonist of one of Taslima Nasrin's books.
Please feel free to add more!
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papenathys · 5 months ago
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happy birthday, @chaandajaan 💛🍊
"did you ever sleep in a field of orange trees in bloom? the air which one inhales deliciously is a quintessence of perfumes. it is like opium prepared by fairy hands." // guy de maupassant
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