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scone-lover · 3 years

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Simon Snow’s Guide to the Best Diwali

AKA, all the delicious Diwali food that Simon would love. ❤️

Here’s a teaser...

And the rest is below the cut!

Let’s start off with an overview of Diwali! (Pronounced Di-VAH-lee.) Celebrated on the night of the new moon, usually in late October or early November, Diwali is the festival of lights and a commemoration of the triumph of good over evil. During this holiday, people decorate their houses with festive colors, light hundreds of candles and oil lamps, and set off firecrackers into the night. It is the largest and most widely celebrated holiday in India, with a variety of colorful customs.

Rangoli are colorful designs crafted at the entrance of homes to welcome the goddess of prosperity, Lakshmi, and usher in the New Year. Rangoli features in my zine fic for Let it Snow!

Diwali has its origins in Hindu mythology with the story of the Ramayana. Rama (Rahm) was a great king and warrior who completed a hero’s journey and returned home after a 14 year exile. However, there was no moon that night, so the villagers set out thousands oil lamps to light the path home.

Diwali is celebrated over 5 days; Diwali itself is the 3rd day, and the 4th is the Hindu New Year! Read more about Diwali here.

Alright, now for the fun part.

Simon Snow would love Diwali because one of the core traditions is exchanging food and sweets as gifts with your family and friends. Every year, we spend a few days making mithai (milk sweets) or baked goods, and then it’s like the world’s best secret santa. We receive platters of assorted sweets and savories throughout the entire week leading up to Diwali!

Let’s start with the sweets. The main desserts eaten during Diwali are mithai, various milk sweets that usually include gram (chickpea) flour and nuts or coconut. They are vibrantly colored and usually arranged beautifully on platters! There is a huge variety—here are some examples of arrangements.

Most are simply a combination of condensed or powdered milk, sugar, and gram flour or nut flour. In addition, they’re flavored and adorned with ingredients like rosewater, cardamom, saffron, and even pounded silver.

Here are some of the more popular types!

Kaju Katli: Cashew mithai, always cut in diamond shapes, and topped with real thin-pounded silver. A classic!

Ladoo: Chickpea flour or semolina condensed milk sweets, rolled into balls. They’re amazing, and the texture is unrivaled. Chickpea flour is fine and gritty, so it’s like biting into a ball of kinetic sand... but actually edible. When I was a kid, we used to make ladoos with coconut and use food coloring to make the Indian flag! Here’s the mix we received this year from a friend:

Barfi: Milk squares that can be made with various flavorings, like coconut, almonds, walnut, etc. So soft. So delicious. Sometimes they’re bright pink.

Soan Papdi: chickpea flour squares that flake away in strands when you bite into them, like if you condensed candy floss into a bar.

Peda: I don’t even know what’s in these, they’re just fucking delicious.

Alright, onto the other sweets!

My personal favorite: gulab jamun. Soft, perfectly round dumplings made of like, magic. Basically. They’re sweet, fried, flavored with cardamom, soaked in a sweet rosewater syrup, and served warm. If you haven’t tried these, you’re missing out—Indian grocery stores, and certainly some normal ones, sell them in big cans and you can heat them up on the stove.

Rasmalai: my other favorite. I don’t know how to describe these—happy spongy dumpling disks served cold in a sauce that’s basically ice cream, but better. Pistachios, delicate rosewater, and sweet creaminess. It’s basically heaven.

Two photos, because they’re that good. (These are definitely Baz’s favorite, by the way.)

Jalebi: Essentially, batter is piped into pretzel shapes, like how you make a funnel cake, and then fried, and then soaked in sugar syrup. You bite into it with a satisfying crunch, and then the syrup floods out and it becomes chewy. It’s a dentist’s worst nightmare. I mean, look at this shit:

Who even came up with this? I don’t care, I love it. Tis the season for tooth rotting.

Kheer: Indian rice pudding... or sometimes it’s made with vermicelli. With almonds, and saffron, and... agh. I dream about it.

Last but certainly not least, gajar ka halva.

This stuff could build a cult following if it wanted to, I swear. It’s like if carrot cake one day said fuck it and stopped pretending it was healthy. It’s ground carrots, sugar, ghee, milk pistachios... so good.

I almost posted this without even going over the savory foods. Who even needs them?

...Okay, fine.

Diwali food is traditionally vegetarian, and it’s pretty standard fare: naan, rice, samosas, daal, paneer makhani, etc. The appetizers are top notch. It’s literally all fried.

That spiral thing is a chakli, jalebi’s savory friend. Just... a fried spiral. Various crispy things are eaten. It’s great.

Brb, might actually cry from how hungry I am right now.

Simon would love aloo tikki, a north Indian specialty... imo, the best way to make potatoes.

Pakoras, too: mixed vegetable fritters served with chutney.

Pani Puri/Golgappa: The best street food. You take a baby puri shell. Crack the top. Fill it with a spicy potato mix, and then add mouthwatering tamarind sauce.

Paneer Makhani (butter paneer) would be Simon’s favorite veg dish. Soft cheese in butter sauce... sounds right up his alley. 😂

There are a ton of other different dishes made with various vegetables and sauces and spices, like four types of daal, and if I continue this will go on for ages. So I’ll just do a special shoutout to chicken tikka masala, the national dish of the UK lol. ❤️

Shoutout to Penelope Bunce as well for being half-Indian and thereby giving me a totally valid reason to write a thousand-word rant about Indian food on Tumblr and claim it’s fandom. Shoutout also to Simon Snow for his canonical love of Indian food. 😂

If you’ve made it this far, I hope you enjoyed, found this educational, and most of all... I hope you’re really hungry now. 😂 Go eat some Indian food to celebrate. I know you want to.

Happy Diwali, everyone! ❤️❤️❤️

#diwali #diwali food #indian food #food #food porn #indian dessert #mithai #carry on #simon snow #penelope bunce #does this count as a food meta?#headcanons #food headcanons #curry

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pocmuzings · 4 years

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hello hi , it is g , ur friendly local neighbourhood hindu indian ( as in south asian ) ! so a few people requested that i just make a guide-esque sorta thing on hindu indian characters ! im not really good at guides , so instead , these are just little things i’ve noticed or picked up on that could really potentially strengthen the next indian character u ( pretty please ! ) pick up !

disclaimer : i am writing this from my perspective and it is NOT definitive , nor do i speak on behalf of all hindu indians ! i am a 23-year-old bisexual cis female hindu indian , with one older gay brother, and a Train Wreck middle brother . my mother is from new delhi , and my father is from nairobi but has indian heritage ( not sure which part of india bc he’s an Engima ) . i have extended family in india and have visited india about 10-15 times throughout my entire life .

so firstly , im so glad u all are here and want to write more hindu indian characters ! please please do so ! i hope this helps , encourages u , and isnt too confusing !!

psa : i need everyone to know that this is a very basic ‘ guide ‘ and theres a lot it DOESNT touch on or address bc i didnt want to get too Extensive and Detailed and have people Turn off and not Read it . this is just written in the terms of hopefully helping build character / be relevant to characters a bit better that ive employed into writing my OWN hindu indian character creations ! but if u have any other questions pls reach out to me or any other indians in the rpc and im sure we’ll try our best to assist u !

FCS:

one thing i’d really like to say is that its great to see fcs like dev patel , deepika padukone and avan jogia picked up every now and then in rps , but there’s actually a LOT of other indian fcs you could be and should be using ! the main reason people don’t seem to know them is because they’re not ‘ hollywood ‘ stars per se ( it was a super big deal when pr*yanka broke out of bollywood and into bollywood but we don’t talk about her on this Blog ) . they’re usually bollywood stars and i don’t really see bollywood discussed that much in the rpc !

if you’re after MORE indian fcs , i have a tag of indian females here , and indian males here . the fcs on my blogs are also not ALL that exist . there are plenty of other blogs out there that post indian fcs , such as sonamhelps & bollymusings !!! there’s also some really great faceclaim directories out there that include a LOT of indians with resources !

unfortunately , i do not know of any trans indians or nonbinary indians but that doesn’t mean they don’t exist . indian cultures and beliefs are still quite Old School and not super progressive . india only just had it’s first wlw mainstream bollywood film released last year . lgbtqia+ issues are NOT really spoken about in india or within indian families at ALL , and if they are - they’re usually dismissed or reacted to Very Very Badly . ( again this isnt definitive and im sure and hopeful that some indians have had GREAT coming out stories and been accepted by their families but this has not been a common thing ive seen or witnessed from my cousins my age , indian friends , myself and my brother who are lgbtqia + )

FOOD :

we do eat with our hands and we eat like PROS with our hands . we can shovel it so easily and quickly . i don’t know how to describe it but you use the first three fingers of your hand to place the Food there , and then use your thumb to kinda scoop it off and into your mouth . this is NOT unhygienic because indians wash their hands very regularly and most of the time we aren’t actually touching our mouths to our hands !

indian food is MADE to be eaten with your hands for the most part . it is literally NOT practical to eat food with a knife and fork . here’s a really great article explaining things more in depth re: indian food and using our hands !

cows are seen as Very holy beings in hindu indian culture , and for that reason - there isn’t a lot of beef being eaten or consumed. sure , some indians DO eat beef but i don’t think its super common, but in my personal experience as a non-beef-eater this results in A LOT of me asking ‘ oh , sorry what sauce does that pasta come with ? ‘ ‘ oh those are beef sausages ? sorry i can’t eat them ‘ etc etc . beef is in a LOT of things , and this makes me very very careful and almost pedantic about what i do eat and ask about , food wise !

indian food is seen as stinky by a majority of white people . it has a very very strong smell as im sure u know , and opening ur lunch box as a little kid to a Curry or Dal ur mum has made u ? one way street to being bullied . i also remember a time a real estate agent continuously told my dad nobody was interested in buying our house bc it smelled too much like curry, despite my mum not having cooked curry in Weeks ( just say what u Really mean , bitch ! )

indian curry exists but so does dal / daal . this is curry-like dish that is usually made out of lentils . so if ur going to talk about indian food and u know curries and samosas . . pls also bring up dals . and sabji ! ( sabji is usually just boiled vegetables plopped together . a lot of potato usually )

desserts are what we call Indian Sweets . this is stuff that is usually very VERY sugary and a bit of an accustomed taste . theyre very colourful and LOOK beautiful but even i , for one , can not eat many indian sweets bc they are a Lot of Sweet and Sugar . examples of indian sweets that u can google : gulab jamun , burfi , rasgulla , jalebi etc . here’s a great link for more !

give me spiced food or give me death . literally . . put some cumin in . . put some garam masala . . put some chillies . . flavour ur Food for my Indian Taste Buds

FAMILY :

if you are the oldest son of an Indian Family . . congratulations . you are now the Head of the family and must carry every weight and burden alone . it is extremely isolating and taxing on you ( my dad is the oldest indian son , and also - so is my eldest brother , obvs ) . there is a LOT that is expected of you to do . you are expected to quite literally run the family and be the ‘ man of the house ‘ by yourself .

if you are a daughter . . . even BIGGER congratulations ! you are basically a maid to every male or guest who EVER comes over to your house . you must be a Hostess , you must be in the kitchen cooking , serving snacks, bringing tea , and then washing up and basically waiting on Hand and Foot . you will not be included into a lot of dialogue or engaged in a lot of conversation and TRUST ME ! THAT WILL GRIND UR GOD DAMN GEARS IN THE 21ST CENTURY !

if you are a boys’ boy ( aka straight and Sporty ) , then congrats ! you get it the easiest : you are the favourite of every social event . the uncles and cousins love talking to you and dude-ing it up with you , and the aunts fawn over you and think you’re the Best Thing since sliced bread . sit back , put your feet up , and expect to be treated like a God. you can do absolutely no wrong . ( my middle brother is this to a T and listen . . he’s been in and out of jail for physical violence and ab*se for over 5 years . and family still FROTH over him . my teeth are gritted to dust thinking of this again )

indian aunties are lethal . they gossip like teenage girls . they will find out everything . they will bitch behind your back . they can NOT be trusted .

everyone is ur uncle or aunt, sister or brother . literally everyone . ur cousin ? no. thats ur sister . ur dads friend ? no , thats ur uncle . you will call them as such . EVERYONE is family .

family is in general a VERY BIG THING in indian culture , too . ‘ what will it Look like to everyone else if we don’t all arrive together ? ‘ my dad usually asks dskjdfjn . it’s all about Looking Right and Standing As A United Front . that being said , indian family has undying and unwavering loyalty for one another , they just show it in a very Weird way .

FASHION:

female hindu indian formal clothes are usually really embroidered to hell and back and this makes them very scratchy , uncomfortable, and HEAVY . you aren’t running anywhere anytime soon in a full blown lehenga or saree

most ‘ modern ‘ hindu indian women do not wear full Indian Clothes all the time . some do , but usually it’s a lot of wearing a kurti tunic with jeans , or just normal everyday clothing . again , this is going to be different based on which parts of india your character is from , though !

usually , older women and married women wear traditiona hindul indian clothing quite often . i know my mum wore a sari AT HOME everyday when i was growing up, until i was like 13 and took her shopping with me to get something Else to wear .

bindi’s just stick right onto ur forehead but they do fall off a lot , especially when ur wearing makeup or sweating . again , you don’t need to wear a bindi everyday , unless thats ur preference . i usually only wear them for festivals . ( festivals means indian celebrations , not like . . coachella ((which u should not be wearing a bindi to , if ur not indian fyi )) )

male formal clothes are usually just literally anything Formal and buttoned up for the most part , and u can get away with that , or you can wear a really nice kurta

indians wear white at funerals , not black ( not sure if this should go in the fashion section but this entire thing is being organised into a Mess by now anyways ) . you CAN wear black to a funeral of course , but its common to wear white !

DATING ( tw’s for islamaphobia ):

modern day indian / desi fuck boys exist and my god they are Something Else . hasan minhaj did a really good piece about this and explaining them to a T ( starts at 1:43 )

( THIS IS THE POINT THAT WILL MENTION ISLAMAPHOBIA AND HOMOPHOBIA ! ) basically according to Older indians , , ur dating options in 2020 go like this ( if ur a cis female like me ) : hindu indian men are god tier , white men are Not Okay But I Guess So Bc We Have To Accept They’re Everywhere , females / being lgbtqia+ is not Taken Seriously , and muslims are literally not even close to being an option or Accepted . again this isn’t definitive but based on a lot of indian media i’ve consumed and seen how they portray muslims in general as well as Dating Options , as well as talking to other indians , both who are older / traditional and hold these ideals , whereas Younger gens generally do NOT hold these ideals / actively are Against these backwards ideals. i remember when i was in year 6 and had my first boyfriend . . he was a muslim and my dad FLIPPED the FUCK out . it’s not even that i was dating someone / young / his only daughter . . it was mainly because i was dating a muslim . again , this is a very OLD SCHOOL and traditional way of thinking and it is NOT CORRECT . pls don’t take this as a note to be islamaphobic if u write an indian character bc . . thats literally the opposite of what im trying to tell u here .

yeah arranged marriages are definitely still a thing for us , even now in 2020

YES if u are an unmarried / single indian ( ESPECIALLY if ur a woman ) about to enter ur 30s . . ur in DANGER and u are the black sheep and theres probably something Wrong With You bc why are u still single ?

TRADITIONS / BELIEFS / SUPERSTITIONS :

idk if its just me and my family but we are SUPER superstitious . if you say anything like ‘ he hasnt gotten sick in years !’ immediately , everyone knocks on wood or their head . if you were planning on leaving the house and sneeze ? thats bad luck , stand and wait for five minutes then u can leave . we have a strong belief in drishti , or alternatively : The Evil Eye , and making sure we don’t invite it into our lives . a lot of our prayers are about warding drishti away .

the evil eye is kinda Complicated but basically its an ill-wishing upon an unsuspecting person . if somebody is jealous of you or angered by you , they may wish upon you or cast upon you the Evil eye ( or even just glare at u whilst ur not looking and thats Big Bad ) .

a lot of older indians , like older people in general i guess , are not super progressive or Open . this isnt ALWAYS the case but older indians can be very very stubborn in their beliefs in what is Right and Wrong , Normal and Not Normal

theres a LOT of hindu indian festivals and events ! tbh too many for me to even keep up with . but without fail at least once a year ill say to ONE of my friends ‘ oh sorry i cant make it . i have an indian Thing on that day ‘ and its usually about a festival , so pls be aware that there are a LOT of indian festivals and if ur writing an indian character , its perfectly understandable and Relatable for them to say they can’t make it to a party or hang out with their friends that night , for that very reason !

the main / most popular ( ? ) festivities that i personally do celebrate every year without fail are :

diwali ( the festival of lights , celebrating goddess lakshmi roaming the earth . in my household this is usually turning on literally every single light and lighting candles and fireworks / sparklers and saying some prayers , and eating a formal dinner all together ! )

holi ( the festival of colours . celebrating victory and love . again personally for me , this was usually celebrated at the temple with all of us Kids running around throwing paint on each other ! )

rakhi / raksha bandhan ( a day of sisters celebrating their brothers . you tie a rakhi which is usually a bracelet / holy string around your brothers wrist , feed them some food , pray for their wellbeing and in return they gift you something . in my case, i usually get money from them ) .

navratri / durga puja ( 9 nights and 10 days of celebrations but tbh u don’t have to do all the days . or i mean . . i don’t . i fast one day from morning to night and then i slide on over to boogie and dance dandiya which is literally the MOST FUN dance ever bc its based off some Historical Fight and u go faster and faster and keep going until ur absolutely SPENT bc u dont wanna lose ur place in the circle )

there are SO MANY HINDU INDIAN GODS too . and so many prayers to all of them and to just general Life Wellness . chances are that ur character will know at least ONE aarti / gazal / prayer off by heart and have sung it at least 30 times in a monotone voice . the ones i know off by heart bc ive had to sing them 3000 times ? om jai jagdish hare , & the gayatri mantra

GENERAL LIL THINGS I DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO CATEGORISE ( tw’s for skin whitening , colorism and classism ) :

( THIS IS THE POINT THAT NEEDS A TW FOR SKIN WHITENING AND COLORISM ) lets hold indians accountable right now : we advertise SKIN LIGHTENING CREAM . i think they finally stopped that earlier this year / due to BLM ( i’m not entirely sure / could be wrong ) , but thats literally how bad it is , that we would openly advertise and encourage people to literally bleach their skin rather than look darker .

( THIS IS THE POINT THAT NEEDS A TW FOR COLORISM AND CLASSISM ) colorism is a BIG thing in india and usually linked to class . generally speaking , the people who are Darker Skinned are usually people who work outside / labourers or homeless even , and are therefore seen as lower class / bottom class . the lighter skin you have , the more privileged and advantaged you are bc ur seen as working a Good job out of the sun and having a home . it’s incredibly classist as well as just generally Fucked Up . why am i telling u this ? mainly so u understand the importance of using a dark skinned indian fc vs a light skinned indian fc which i know is hard , bc a lot of darker skinned indians arent in hollywood / have resources , but its still something to Think About .

i have a long Ethnic name . literally my first name is 10+ letters , which i know doesnt seem that long Necessarily but its also a Super Ethnic name with e’s and and j and n . it Flows and Sounds very clearly different from a christian name . it is VERY important to me that my name be said Correctly because i’ve spent so much time having it said incorrectly or Westernised . i also know a lot of indians my age who ( like me ) have had to dramatically shorten their REAL first name ( which is usually also pretty long . not always , but it is Common ) , to fit their name into white people’s mouths better . please put some thought into ur indian characters name !

not all indians speak hindi ! hindi is one of MANY dialects within india . there is also tamil , urdu , bengali , punjabi , telugu and SO many more , so pls research which part of india ur character / their family is from bc hindi won’t always be the default language for them !

not every indian is hindu ! of course ur character doesnt have to be religious at all , bc if im being honest IM barely religious but my FAMILY is and this is smth u should think abt bc religion is a pretty big thing for indians . so even if ur character isnt hindu , they were probably raised with SOME religious beliefs . have a think about which religions they would have been brought up with ! there’s a very large percentage of practicing muslims , sikhs and buddhists too ! and even christianity !

WRITING WISE / CREATING AN INDIAN CHARACTER WISE :

the first step should be to consume indian media ! listen to indian music . watch bollywood movies ! theres SO MANY out there on everyone’s netflix . if u want some recs , let me know and i can try my best to find smth for u ! if u want smth thats Hollywood-indian . . . Hasan Minhaj is great to watch , especially his episodes on indian culture / politics , and Never Have I Ever on netflix was rlly good / relatable for me personally as an indian growing up in a western society !

i would really really love to see more indian rep in general , but i’d also like to discuss the Stereotypes that ive seen indians portrayed as in mainstream hollywood media :

indian women as soft spoken and subservient beings who are abused by their husbands and have no say in anything

heterosexuality within indian relationships and indian dating

indian men as sleazy

indians in general not being seen as Sexy or Sexual beings with any sex drive at all

Stumbling , Stuttering , Nerdy awkward messes of men who don’t know how to interact with anybody they find sexually appealing

an indian character that everybody ( usually white ) finds Uncomfortable and Weird and is seen as usually the Butt of the joke .

i think those mentioned above could be helpful in how to plan your next indian character and think about how to SUBVERT a trope theyre often portrayed as , or create an indian thats not stereotypical !

so what and who SHOULD you write ?

an indian character who is proudly and openly gay , or bi

a trans or nonbinary indian ( PLEASE ! )

an indian character with really super accepting parents and family

an aromantic indian

an indian who is focused on their career first and not their dating life

a fuckboy / fuckgirl ( honestly . . i’d love to see it )

a indian character who is a party animal

an outspoken indian female who takes no shit and is strong in every sense of the word

a confident , smooth talking indian businessman who is Sexy and Lusted After ( not in a gross christian grey way but just . i’d love to see indian characters seen as Sexy . not in a fetishy way , either , but just because it’d be a nice change in pace ! )

a character who IS traditional / religious but also very progressive and forward thinking in their beliefs

honestly just any character that isnt whats mentioned above

#guide #writing help #rph #rpc #islamaphobia tw #colorism tw #classism tw #idk if this is any good and i was very uncomfortable putting in the part abt how a lot of older indians feel abt muslims #but i mean . . lets just call it the fuck out bc its Gross Behaviour so lets call it out and work to change it #anyways every trigger is tagged super clearly in every point that talks abt it #i kept those parts Brief and as Direct and Honest as possible #pls let me know if u need me to tag anything #and lastly . . . pls write indian characters !!!!

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jalebi-likes · 3 years

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Ishqbaaz Liveblog, E15: Annika Decides to Legally Adopt Saahil

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Hello guys,

Yes I’m going to continue the rest of my liveblogs here at jalebi-likes because this is my extension of everything outside IPK so I felt it would be fitting for IB LBs to be here.

And yes, I’m back with liveblogging Ishqbaaz - just with fewer memes cause it sometimes takes too much time to upload a post! @tellywoodtrash see I'm back because of you!

Enjoy my crazy lbs of IB!

Best,

- S

E15: Annika Decides to Legally Adopt Saahil (Annika Devi Ki Jai Ho!)

- CUTIE Soumya makes an entry.

- Ok I love Shivaay being lost at this sudden random person saying whaddup Bhaiya.

- Lol, Om is dying that Rudy has made a ‘friend’ here as well.

- Wah, she literally brought a band and started singing.

- OK I AM DYING BECAUSE THE INSTRUMENT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE SONG. ALSO, SECOND HAND EMBARRASSMENT.

- Yeah… we’re having a a Hindi retro song and it’s effects out of a modern day mic and guitar.

- Saumya is cute… very, but also aise rishte nate banane waale aa jaate hain? Stranger danger guys...

- LOL RUDY IS LIKE SHE’S NOT A WOMAN AND EVEYRONE’S LIKE WHAAAAT AND RUDY SAID NO… SHE’S AN ANGEL

- Not a fan of the sudden song

- ANOTHER AD

- THIS IS ANOTHER AD THAT ADVERTISES… HOSPITALS?

- Lol, I love how Om is like moment is gone, for how long should we keep hugging???

- Yes Annika, leave the home. I love you.

- ANNIKA IS TOTAL SINGHAM! WAH, LOOK AT THE WAY SHE STOPPED THE SLAP. Uff, I love the bg music they use for Annika - they sometimes use it for Shivaay. I love it.

- HAHAHA, YES “IF I LEAVE YOUR HAND, YOU’RE FORGETTING MY HAND BECOMES FREE”

- Ugh, Bua stops Annika from leaving with Saahil cause she’s legal guardian.

- AHAHA YES THEY BOTH THREATEN BUAJI THAT IF SHE FORCES THEM TO STAY WITH HER THEN THEY’LL COMPLAIN TO THE POLICE THAT HER NEGLIGENCE, OR THAT SHE IS THE ONE WHO KIDNAPPED SAAHIL.

- My heart and soul are for this sibling pair!

- I love badass Annika. There’s no deep love/respect because one’s old - rather she’s done with Buaji’s bullshit and that’s perfect.

- Wah, Rudy totally forgot that Shivaay is the one who’s sick. He’s lamenting over missing gym day, dates and the exhaustion of staying up. Lol.

- I LOVE ALL THE O SIBLINGS STOPPING SHIVAAY FROM ATTENDING ANY AND EVERY CALL!

- So that murder aunty villain is Shivaay’s Bua??? Are all the buas in this show a creepy person.

- Yes Shivaay, I really like you in non romantic stuff, I LOVE he smells something off about his Bua. He knows his current circumstances and Bua’s entry is a bit off.

- AWW CANTEEN AUNTY GIVES SPACE TO ANNIKA TO LIVE!!!

- Yaar these 4 Lions Canteen Aunties are the best characters in every show. First Manju, now this show.

- WOW, 15 EPISODES AND ANNIKA STILL HAS AN INDEPENDENT LIFE TO LIVE! It’s so sweet that Annika wants to legally adopt Saahil. I love this.

- Ugh, Shivaay yapping and cribbing why Annika was released from jail. Dude… why did you recover?

- I don’t like the on the nose job the show does through Om, Rudy and Dadi about “wow, Shivaay ‘hates’ a girl, wow he feels a strong emotion for a girl… oooooohhhhhhhhh”

- awww, baby Saahil is in pyaar with with some classmate. Ofc Annika knows how to tempt Saahil with samosas.

- Ugh, she sees Shivaay in the papers and groans.

- Poor Annika, she’s now stuck in a legal mess of legally adopting Saahil.

- I love and I mean LOVE the bond between Annika and Saahil.

- So cute! Saahil gives her a chocolate so as to she can have a good day :)

- I feel Pinky is gonna make sense. YES PINKY AND JHANVI BOTH HAVE A WTF FACE SEEING THE ‘BUA’

- Dadi is crazy, getting her daughter back into the family.

- Maut ko niyota dena, as in ‘inviting death’ has never been so literal.

- Haha I love how Pinky is openly shitting on the Bua. While Jhanvi is gibing her subtle dirty glares.

- I love how both Jhanvi and Pinky are oddly united in their dislike for a common villain, which is their Nanand.

- Tia, SHE IS SO CUTE AND IS LOOKING SO PRETTY. Tia… still thinking about engagement?

- Tia is so cute, I hate how Om shoots dirty glares at her like she’s not “right” for his bro.

- Great Shivaay, you lost the chip of Tej and Svetlana. Although I don’t blame him cause he had 2/3 murder attempts on same day.

- And Annika is in a mess, poor thing misinterpreted some random police as the ones her Bua might’ve sent to get Saahil back.

- Woah, Shivaay is so useful when he has nothing to do regarding Annika. He remembers, POST ACCIDENT AND COMA, about a chip. Mera toh aadhi memory aise hi chali jaati hai. What nuts does he eat? I need to buy more badaam.

- Lol, the chip is with Annika. Ofc. Shivaay is even more pissed. Arrey bandhu yeh toh hona hi tha.

- The End -

My two cents: I love the plot. It’s nice, honestly and the only thing that’s not working for me is actually the lead pair (not acting - Surbhi’s acing Annika), it’s that I don’t see why Annika and Shivaay should be together. They’re still better off in their individual lives. I’m waiting for when I’ll ship them. But overall, absolutely LOVE the sibling love, the plot lines, the villain, Annika’s life and everything.

- S

#ib #indian television #ishqbaaz #ishqbaaz liveblog #jalebi watches something else #queue ki saas bhi kabhi bahu thi

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pravasichhokro · 3 years

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Moments of Happiness in my Childhood

In complete contrast to today’s digital entertainment and modern transport systems, my childhood was simple but I enjoyed some special moments and activities. I will pen down the experience from 1955 to 1965 (my age from 6 yrs to 15 yrs). Those were my school going days in Ahmedabad.

The first priority was sports and games. I was an avid fan of soft ball (tennis ball) cricket and played it with friends almost anywhere and anytime. We played on streets, in compound of bungalows, in open fields, on terraces and in balcony. We adopted the bat size (small or big) and bowling style (overhand or underhand) to suite the space. I picked up, after class 8, field hockey under an able coach, who was an ex-India player. I excelled in hockey to represent Gujarat State in inter-state school tournament in Shillong, Assam. Other games were desi. We played team games at school- Kabbadi and kho-kho. We played marbles and gulli danda. We also played a game where 7 flat stone pieces were heaped like a pyramid and two teams were involved. The defending team will use a ball and try to topple the pyramid. The other team will hit with the ball the members of the team who toppled it. The first team will try to resurrect the pyramid without getting hit. It was an interesting game. Unfortunately I forget the name.

I also enjoyed indoor games –playing cards, carrom and chess among others. All these games were gender neutral and could be played with family or friends. One family, our neighbors, played chess with passion. The game would extend from one day to another and the chess board would remain untouched overnight.

Today’s kids play mostly games with smart phone, laptop and computer in the comfort of their home. Most of these games are foreign to us. Some Desi versions may be available.

Second on the list was outside food. My grandmother and mother cooked traditional Maharashtrian food at home so outside food had to be different. Once in a while we went to Havmor (Gujarati spelling of HAVE MORE) restaurant, which served variety of ice cream, Dosa and Punjabi Samosa. Their Cassatta and truti-fruity ice cream were popular and our favourite. Occasionally, we would go to Chetna Restaurant, which served unlimited Gujarati thali. In summer, we would go to Law College Garden (popularly called “Love” Garden for obvious reasons) in the evening. We enjoyed the pot ice cream, bhel and ragda pattice. The garden had a restaurant where there was an imported juke box. The machine played selected song once you put in a coin and press the number against your choice. The robotic arm would pick up the LP disc and place it on turn table. The movement of the mechanism was fascinating. I also enjoyed going to the famous night market at Manek Chowk for titbits. Please note that pav bhaji had not appeared on the scene then.

Today eating out is no more an attraction as most urban families eat out once a week when Lady of the House keeps the kitchen closed, her off day.

I was fortunate that my father took us once in a while to see Hollywood comedy films of Laurel and Hardy, Charlie Chaplin and Norman Wisdom. These films were either silent or English but neither hampered the laughter that got generated naturally. My father also introduced us to wild life through movies like African Safari and Hattari. The wild life depiction was so real and very engrossing. This experience was reinforced with visits to Kankaria, Ahmedabad zoo and Byculla, Bombay zoo ( Rani chi bag).One movie, which was most educational, was “Around the World in 80 days”. My father had briefly told us the story but the picturisation of various countries and the difficulties faced en route were very mind blowing for a child. I still recall the train being held up due to thousands of wild cows/cattle crossing the rail track in USA. After age of 12, I was allowed to see two Hindi movies a year (one after half yearly exam and another after annual exam) with my friends. Present day kids enjoy cartoons and other animated movies on TV or internet at home.

We eagerly used wait to go to a circus, which happened once a year. I have seen most of the famous circus of those days- Gemini ( Mera Naam Joker fame), Rajkamal, Appollo. As a child, I was quite impressed with the acrobats and animals showing their skills. But the most awaited act was by the jokers- small and tall or fat and thin as the pair might be. We enjoyed these acts so much that we used to try to enact them at home with friends after coming back. Today I never hear any urban kid having seen a live circus. My wife keeps pressing me to take her to a circus when we see advertisement of it in Pune local newspapers. We saw one virtual Rambo performance last year on laptop during lockdown.

We, as kids, looked forward to two festivals – Divali and Makar sankrant (Uttarayan). Divali meant new clothes and fire crackers. Shopping for the fire crackers was exciting as we would go late at night to a whole sale market to seek bargain and rub shoulders with the crowds. Makar Sankrant meant kite flying day. The preparation would start with getting the “manja” (special thread) and then buying various types of kites from the night market. On the day (Jan 14) kite flying would start early morning and end late evening. The food, Undhyu (a Gujarati mix veg specialty) and Jalebi, would be served on the terrace. I believe kids enjoy these festivals, on a smaller scale, even today.

I enjoyed various rides (not roller coaster type). I started using city bus to go to school from age of 8. I started using bicycle in high school. I recall our long cycle ride to Theur Ganesh temple in Pune during summer holidays. I used to look forward to train journey to our native place in Maharashra for summer holidays. We made transit halt at Bombay (Mumbai now). I loved the ride in horse carriage (called Victoria) from Chinchpkali to Bombay Central or Byculla Zoo. I also used to take ride in double decker bus in the front row on upper deck from Chinchpokali to Ballard Pier and back. Once in awhile I took the double decker tram from Lal Bag to Fountain. Both these rides gave a good view of the major parts of Bombay and were the best time pass.

In conclusion, I can state that the academic performance, where I excelled, never gave me the kick (happiness) as the above mundane activities did. I had no access to TV, WiFi-smart phone, tablet, and laptop. For some readers, it may be difficult to appreciate my feeling of happiness at such most common acts. Each person finds his own moments of happiness, I guess.

#childhood #memories

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foodbazz · 3 years

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shobhitchau · 4 years

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The journey of my parents

A man who loves watching movies after bunking school, a man who after a busy day wants to relax alone by watching movies are some of the rarest qualities of my dad.apart from that a very short temper man who got angry on very tiny things were other few things about my dad.My dad loves to travel and visit new places. He dont like to sit at home.

My dad was born at pulgaon in a middle class army family of 6 siblings 2 brother and 4 sisters. He grew up in Durg.My dad is the 4th one having 2 little sister than him.His DAD means my grandfather was the strict one and my Dadi (grandma) was the rescuer for my dad.

In his initial years he was a child who was not so keen in studies though he did his ITI, but his passion was on the art in which he is still a pro.

When he grew up he was a normal guy who has no vision in his life.he was pretty cool and easy I guess in watching movies and enjoying life.

Like all Indian in those days says and do,"Iski shaadi kara do sudhur jaega"

The same things happened and my mom gets entry in the life of my dad.

My mom is a cool and calm lady she is very soft spoken and a very understanding lady..In short just opposite to my Dad.

My dad was lucky enough to get such a wife who stood by him in every thick and thin of the situations.

By now you might be thinking I have not uttered a single good quality about my father, then what made me write this blog.

Here is a real story or we could call a real struggle of my dad.

My grand parents opened him a cycle repairing shop and purchased some rickshaw for renting it and this was his 1st job which he was doing at the time of marriage. After few months it dint work out he closed that shop and moved to Hyderabad. Based on his ITI he got some job in Hyderabad where he stayed for few months and had a great time as told by both my mom and dad. They use to go movies and visit different places of Hyderabad. Then again he came back to to Durg for no reason leaving job from Hyderabad.

He stayed few days in Durg and one fine day he thought of leaving Durg as well due to some family issues and his angry nature. he left Durg and shifted to Tumsar (a village at maharashtra) with wife and 2 sons me and my elder brother.

He moved to Tumsar started a TV repairing shop. He was good in his work as I have also learnt repairing most of the things from him.But problem with him was that he was kind hearted or he dint have the business blood in him. He could not charge properly. For example When he repaired a TV it would have costed him 5 rs to replace the parts and 30 rs of effort and balance 15 rs of profit.

But his conscience did not permit him to charge 50 rs from the customer rather he charged rs 20 only ignoring his effort.while the others might be charging 100 bucks for that.some how things were going well. Along with TV repairing shop my mom also opened a shop at the home to support my dad. at that time I was probably 2 and my brother was 4.we were somehow surving at that place.

After few months my grandfather came to visit us.He requested my mother to convince my dad to come back to Durg.

Finally my dad agrees to this and we again came back to Durg.

You people must be thinking how random we both came in the world without even a intro on the beginning. This is how it was actually.

To be very frank all the above fact are those that I have heard of about my dad

Here comes my version of my dad which I have seen and now narrating.

As we return to Durg( as we return to india in present scenario lol)my grand father gifted us a house worth 35K it was huge at that time , I am talking about 1989.It was a hall and a kitchen with little open space.

We started with a idli machine were by people come up with the soaked rice and dal for grinding it for preparing idli.

Dad was looking for the new opportunities as TV repairing was out of question as he could not charge properly and moreover my bade papa(his elder brother ) was pro in that. Few day later a lady came to our house for grinding that idli paste seeing my mother she asked her " Is this sufficient to survive " my mom replied No, we are looking for some opportunities.

Then that lady told "my husband is a bank manager ,meet him once "

They both visited the manager and he agrees to give him a loan to purchase flour mill. The formality in those days were huge ,I still remember my mom use to cook a idli for us in the morning and lock us in the room and they both went knocking office to office for complying with the loan and machine installation formalities . That was the real struggle.

You people might have seen a show called "office office " where the muasddilal has to go office to office for getting his work done .the same thing has been experienced by us. Though the manager was kind to us but he also need to comply with the procedures.

Finally we got the flour mill and it was named after my mother "Chandrika atta chakki"

Things started for us. We repayed the loan took a second loan for the expansion of the business and purchased further two machines spices and Big grinding machines.

All this things were installed in the same house that my grandpa gifted us.

The hall turned out to be a shop. A open space was converted into a room were mom dad use to sleep in the night and we sleep at the hall(shop) at the night.

At the same time we were also getting older and mom dad had the ambition that they dont want to see there children suffer when they grew old. So they decided to get them the best possible education for them. They get us enroll in one of the best school of Durg ie in vishwadeep sr sec school.

The fees of that school was huge for us.they could have easily get us educated in a government school and led a normal life but they choose struggle from them and peaceful life for us in our future.

Emotions apart , we were getting old and the house was also small for us.then my mom decided that she want a room for there children, convince my dad to built a 1st floor though they were having no money.but my dad agreed.

My Nanaji who was a real gentleman a retired govt employee helped us so many times with money and moral support helped again for the construction and in the due course of that, many others helped us with loan to built a house. Two new rooms added in the first floor.

By this time I was in 6th and my brother was in 10th

Flour mill was not sufficient now,as school fees were rising and we were also growing faster.

They decided to start a addon business a vegetable shop along with flour mill.

Serving Tiffins to student was already in place for extra income.

Vegetable shop was running good but that turn out to be tedious job for my dad as he alone was responsible for getting vegetables from the market in the early morning .it was running well few months untill my dad got sick.

After that a new Avenue was explored opening a shop with name "Sunday ke sunday"name sounds good na. Exactly it was a shop which only operates on Sunday to Sunday where we use to sell samosa,dosa jalebi and dhokla. I was the marketing guy for that, visiting houses to houses and getting the order and delivering them as per the order. We have explored swiggy and zomato 25 years back ..🤭🤭

That also worked well until my dad again got sick. All this work require so much effort.and it is needless to say that my mom was there to support.

My mother was the one who can operate all the machines that we were having in our shop infact she was the reason for the success of that shop as she was the one looking after the day time business when dad use to go market and afternoon was taken care by both of them.

They tried other businesses like gupchup shop(I was the gupchup wala), milk packet selling,canteen services and renting the one of the rooms of 1st floor to students along with food to support our studies.

Just a addition we both brothers were good in studies my brother was intelligent in the family and that might be the driving force for my parents to work hard.

In mean time I have also started taking tutions. And my brother after his graduation started a job at ICICI bank home loans.

Suddenly one day my brother came to my father with worried face and told him that he want to pursue MBA and that too from good college of metro city. He had no plan whatsoever how he is going to do that. The reply given by my dad was go ahead I have a house I will mortgage this to some bank for you. You just work hard rest I will see.

Ultimately he got the good Mark's and managed to get the good college as well.

Another struggle was to manage to get the loan and that too a loan for everything -college fees,hostel fees and mess fees as we were not in the position to manage all that at that point of time.

My dad and brother went bank to bank asking for the loan,most of the bank rejected stating we don't give education loan on mortgage or you dont have a proper guarantee to give. Still they dint loss hope they tried every possible bank and finally a bank called United western bank now taken over by IDBI bank agreed to lend us a loan based on the property. The word said by that bank manager to my brother was that " I am not lending you loan based on your Mark's ,its because of your father I am giving you the loan"

It is worth while to remember those neighbour who helped us with money in those time .every body were so inspired with my parents that what sort of people they are. they are working so hard to make their children's future bright.No negihbour knew us but still they have given us money seeing our parents enthusiasm.

Meanwhile bank gave the 1st installment under the condition that we need to pay the regular interest for the year upon which 2nd installment would be released. I was still taking tution at that time and somehow we managed that year.

2nd year onwords my brother also started working and things smoothen .

He got the campus placement at Earnst & Young where he worked for a year then he managed to get in to Bank ,worked their for a while and then switching and switching and presently settled in singapore.

My detailed story will follow in my next blog ,Breifly I joined CA cleared foundation and inter in the 1st attempt ,in the meantime a government job opprtuinty knocked thanks to my dad he persuaded me literally persuaded me to apply as I was pretty sure that next year I will be CA and every thing will be fine thereafter. But destiny has something else for me luckily my written got cleared and then interview and here I am presently working in a public sector undertaking.I am company secretary and MBA.

Presently my parents are happily retired and are covering whole India which they lost in their early days. They are staying in a 3Bhk house with a car in their parking and love and affection of their children.

This lines are for my father...

He tried he failed ,

He tried again he failed again

But he Never Failed to try and he Succeeded finally.

By the time I am writing this blog my Mom Dad are enjoying there stay in Singapore with smhis elder son,daughter in law and a cute mahi grand child.

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heartdesires · 4 years

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SUNDAY-MOST AWAITED DAY OF THE WEEK

Hurrah!!!! It’s Sunday.The most loved, most awaited day of the week.As a kid I used to love Sundays more than any other day of the week.Not just because of holiday.We used to have Saturdays off too.But Sunday gives u a sense of relaxation, a sense of laziness and who doesn’t love a lazy day.You can sleep till whatever time you want, eat and then sleep again.Moreover for me Sunday was a day when Dad used to be at home and Dad at home means a totally fun day.Being an only child I was not having much company to play but on Sunday my Dad used to play with me, tell me stories and even bring samosas and jalebi for breakfast.Afternoon was spent enjoying mumma’s cooked delicious mutton/chicken alongwith ice cream or anyother sweets.Evening was spent with family friends and having pool dinner parties.Sunday meant happiness and it still is the best day of the week for me.

HAPPY SUNDAY EVERYONE!!!

#sundaythoughts #mostloved #random thoughts #new blog

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penguinsandcupcakes · 5 years

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10 reasons why I love India

Last December, I ventured my solo backpacking to India for a month. I couldn’t believe it’s already April! My trip felt like ages ago. I’ve always wanted to visit India, but it wasn’t until I moved to Australia to finally give it a go. I read so many blogs over the years, mostly about female travelling alone. I did get mixed reactions from my family and friends when I told them about my trip. India is considered as the most dangerous country for women. I feel safe the whole time travelling mostly alone in ten cities and seven states. I have no words how incredible India is. It’s overwhelming with over one billion populations and each state is unique and different.The culture, colour, food, diversity, religion and people blew me away. It’s a wonderful country to visit. If you’re planning to go, do it!

1. It’s cheap! I stayed in hostels, spent less than $20-$25 a day for foods sometimes more if I feel like eating Western food, shopping and eating non stop even the hotel accommodation is affordable. I’m still dreaming of Amritsari kulcha and chole!

2. FOOD!!!

Days before my trip my host family took me to an Indian restaurant. My first Indian food ever! I had no idea what thali or dhal were. I was clueless. I had my first thali in Amritsar. Before I know it, I’m stuffing myself with samosa, lassi, go to the nearest shop to get jalebi, licking my fingers clean from eating delicious curries. In less than 24 hours I was obsessed!

3. Witnessing the Aarti ceremony, life, death and rebirth in Varanasi

Varanasi is such a unique and fascinating place. It’s the oldest city in India. A walk along the Ganges river will take you to a different world from the 24 hour cremation, religious ceremonies, animals and people bathing, washing clothes, scattering ashes, baptism in the holy river all at the same time. The scene was mind blowing. Monkeys and cows everywhere and many more. We rented a boat to watch the evening Aarti traditional spiritual ceremony. On my last day, I rented a boat in a very peaceful and misty morning happily taking it all in. It’s one of the highlights of my trip.

4. The majestic Taj Mahal

When my sister and I made it on the top of Huayna Picchu mountain, we couldn’t see the Machu Picchu because it was covered in fog. I had a similar experience with the Taj Mahal. Just like in the Machu Picchu, seeing the fog drifts away and finally seeing the beautiful marble mausoleum was everything I wanted it to be. It was magical and even more special because it was built for love.

5. Wagah border ceremony

The border closing ceremony between India and Pakistan was unbelievable and bizarre at the same time. A great display of patriotism! I found a video on YouTube before and during the ceremony. It was so much fun!

6. Rajasthan Forts and Kingdoms

Rajasthan is the land of maharajas, forts, tigers and kingdoms. I spent two weeks exploring the cities of Jaipur, Udaipur, Jaisalmer and Jodhpur.

Jaipur

My first stop was in Jaipur also known as the “pink city.” When I think of Jaipur, first thing comes to my mind was me being miserable and sick on my birthday. I was in Jaipur when I got hit with a very nasty “Delhi belly” a stomach flu suffered by visitors to India. I was in bed for two days. I still got the chance to see a little bit of the city, the famous Hawa Mahal and the Amber fort.

Udaipur

Udaipur is also known as the “city of lakes,” “Venice of India,” and “romantic city.” It’s vibrant, laid back, walkable and picturesque. I couldn’t be happier to finally find a “real coffee” ever since arriving in India. My friend from Delhi joined me and we celebrated the new year watching fireworks in the rooftop. We spent our time browsing the market stalls, hanging out in the lake drinking chai tea, took a boat ride and admiring the architecture and street arts. It’s definitely one of my favourite cities!

Jaisalmer “golden city”

Jaisalmer wasn’t part of my itinerary. A lot of people recommended the dessert safari package. I didn’t like the idea of a camel ride, so I chose to walk with my friendly camel. Our tour guide made the most delicious dinner and we gathered around the fire listening to the stories about life in the village. Sleeping in the desert under the blanket of stars was breathtaking!

Jodhpur “blue city”

I enjoyed my early morning stroll in the narrow streets of the blue city, eating my way through the old city market and the clock tower.

7. Golden Temple in Amritsar

Amritsar is the holy city of the Sikh religion. The stunning Harmandir Sahib or the golden temple is the number one place to visit. It’s open 24 hours a day. Langar is a community kitchen open everyday serving free food to over 100,000 visitors per day. Hundreds of volunteers serve wholeheartedly day and night. Such a dedication and faith. I don’t know what it is, but with thousands of devotees visiting, it’s so calming and peaceful inside.

8. Rail journeys

I fell in love with train journeys when I was backpacking in Europe. The bustle of Indian railways is one of a kind. It’s nerve wracking, chaotic, fun and exhausting. I booked all the classes from first to the cheapest class, second seating. It was interesting.. I love waking up in the chant of “chaiiiiiiii” If you are going on a long journey, avoid drinking a lot of water unless you’re brave enough to use the toilet. I also took the overnight bus a few times that was a different experience. Delhi to Varanasi took over 14 hours. There are many options to travel around India depends on your budget. Train journeys are my favourite.

9. The art of Masala Chai tea

Chai tea is an integral part of Indian culture. Chai wallahs (tea vendors) are everywhere in the streets of India. I couldn’t help but stop and watch the tea vendors expertly pouring tea from cups to cups. I’m a coffee person, but I came to love masala tea and the aromatic spices.

10. The people. The best part of my trip is hands down the people I’ve met along the way. I meet a family of twenty; cousins, grandparents, uncles and aunts travelling together. They’re warm, friendly and they look after me the whole trip in my long train journeys. I will never forget the women in the village standing tall and beautiful in their colourful sarees carrying pots filled with water. They’re bold and self sufficient. People in the slums of Mumbai welcoming us to their homes, tea vendors sharing words of wisdom, bunch of 20 something guys talking about the past, present and future of India - their future and more. No photos just memories that I can go back to over and over again. There’s no way I could share that feeling. I had no idea I fell in love with the country so much!

#India #solobackpacking #Asia #visitindia #wanderlust #amazingindia

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