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midnightrainpianoversion · 2 years

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the only iconic shah rukh khan i can relate to is “ye puri family hi pagal hai”

#desiblr #desi tag #ikshitatalks #desi stuff #bollywood #desi things #desi girl #desi boys #indian academic #love language #shah rukh khan #srk kajol #k3g

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somerabbitholes · 2 years

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hi! can you recommend some books by indian writers? both fiction and nonfiction. thank you

Hi! I read your other message and here you go (I've also linked other asks where there are more relevant books mentioned)

Fiction

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Serious Men by Manu Joseph — about a low-caste man in a chawl in Mumbai and all that he does for his son to escape the limits of his position; satire on caste and class, scientific education in the country

Raag Darbari by Shrilal Shukla (trans. Gillian Wright) — really, really good satire on an village in the north a few decades after Independence; looks at how systems fail on ground, how clearly incapable most of them are at dealing with problems; also about the early years of the nexus forming between criminals, politicians, and businessmen and corruption taking root

High Wind by Tilottoma Misra (trans. Udayon Misra) — about a Sanskrit scholar who in the 19th century moves to colonial Shillong; explores the changes happening in Assamese culture and society during the time, how different communities and 'tribes' take shape and negotiate the colonial order

A Burning by Megha Majumdar — how the lives of three people intersect at the crossroads of law, justice, class aspirations and in an increasingly volatile political atmosphere

Baluta by Daya Pawar (trans. Jerry Pinto) — a memoir by Pawar about being a Dalit and how the identity changes as it moves from the village to the city

Name Place Animal Thing by Daribha Lyndem — it's like a bunch of character portraits of people who are all connected to each other and together they paint a picture of one girl who's growing up in a turbulent community in Shillong

The Lives of Others by Neel Mukherjee — an old and joint family in Kolkata in the 1960s; looks at how it adapts or fails to; it's really good at how it shows a very distinct social class in decay in specifically post-Independence Kolkata but also at the same time could be about similar stories of the zamindar/landholding class unravelling elsewhere

A similar but older take on the joint family decaying in Maharashtra is Old Stone Mansion by Mahesh Elkunchwar. I read the original and I do vaguely remember there being a translation, but I'm not sure so do check that out. I think it'll be in this.

Battlefield by Vishram Bedekar (trans. Jerry Pinto) — about a Hindu man and a Jewish refugee who meet on a ship going from Europe to Hong Kong just before World War II; looks at what it means to be in exile, what it means to aspire to nationhood

I would also recommend the Aleph Book Company series on Greatest Stories Ever Told. I've only read a few but they seem quite well curated.

Non-fiction

A People’s Constitution by Rohit De — how people experience the constitution; how they participate in the legal and political process; really great because it takes the constitution beyond its documentary role

India Trilogy by V. S. Naipaul — An Area of Darkness, India: A Wounded Civilization, and India: A Million Mutinies Now; one of the best commentaries on 20th century but post-Independence India; also very different from other commentaries because Naipaul worked to see the country as something other than a former colony; also great because you get to see him traveling and changing his mind and arguing with himself over the three books

Sixteen Stormy Days by Tripurdaman Singh — about the first amendment of the Indian Constitution which has been a controversial one given that very soon after the Constitution being ratified, it put curbs on freedom of expression and property rights and gave birth to the Ninth Schedule

India: A Sacred Geography by Diana L. Eck — how precolonial and ancient Indians imagined the geography through religion and vice versa; how Hinduism and generally Indic religions are closely tied with the land

India Unbound by Gurcharan Das — it's a personal economic history of sorts where he looks at the post-Independence economic growth (or lack thereof) through the routes his life has taken; really good because he brings to a table the experience of living in a 'mixed' economy and can really get across why 1991 was such a big deal

Castes of Mind by Nicholas Dirks — essays on how caste and race interacted to reorder the social structure in colonial India; how law, policy, politics, and profit all worked together when it came to matters of social categories and identity

The Eastern Gate by Sudeep Chakravarti — sort of journalistic history on how 'mainland' India has seen the Northeast, how insurgency took root; how conflicts have been navigated, solved, worsened

Modern South India by Rajmohan Gandhi — South India from the 17th century to the 20th; a little information heavy at times but useful

Our Moon Has Blood Clots by Rahul Pandita — memoir on the Kashmiri Pandit genocide; also see his Hello Bastar if you're interested in the Naxalites

Kanshiram by Badri Narayan — a biography of Kanshiram and through him looks at Dalit politics and the whole world of OBC and Dalit consolidation

The Emergency by Coomi Kapoor — like India Unbound, a personal account of sorts of living through the Emergency; and she was a journalist then so it's really in-depth

Army and the Nation by Stephen Wilkinson — the relationship between the Indian Army and the Republic; how India has managed to keep the military establishment away from politics unlike Pakistan, which to all intents and purposes, inherited the similar institutional setup as India

Happy reading!

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o-sahiba · 1 year

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Here's my first ever blog post. It isn't the best one out there but I've tried my best. Hopefully, this blog, posted after thorough study, would help the students to understand and deal with the pressure and Academic Burnout.

#studyblr #desiblr #study motivation #indian academic #chaotic academia #academia #idk #a million epiphanies #burnout #study aesthetic #study academia #student #mental health #emotional #blog #blogger #blogging #web content #help

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g0j0s · 3 months

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orange peel theory this pomegranate peel theory that. but have you thought about badaam peel theory? when they soak the almonds overnight and peel them in the morning for you. now that right there is love at its peak.

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yourfavanxioussunshine · 4 months

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at the end of the day it's just me, my unfinished syllabus and academic stress

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noor1ee · 2 months

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i am my father's daughter, of course i'm gonna suppress my rage and grief till it bursts and leaves everyone with my ashes

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theinsomniacindian · 2 months

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In theory, I'm dark academia. In practice, I'm chaotic academia

#i don't have any fancy clothes nor do i attend a gothic university with vampires lurking amongst the student body #the closest thing to dark academia that i possess is burnt out gifted kid syndrome #i was that one kid you'd find reading books or doodling at the back of the classroom and just wanted to go home and not study at all #chaotic academia is more my style because of its unrefinedness that makes it really versatile and relatable in a way #dark academia #dark academia aesthetic #indian dark academia #poc dark academia #chaotic academia #chaotic academic aesthetic #indian chaotic academia #poc chaotic academia #the insomniac archives

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his-heart-hymns · 4 months

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American philosopher Ralph Emerson once asked a heart-wrenching question:

"How much of human life is lost in waiting?"

And the stalwarts of Urdu poetry Jaun Elia, Parveen Shakir and Faiz Ahmed Faiz expressed the agonizing feeling of waiting for someone who is never coming back through their poetry:

Jaun Elia wrote:

Woh jo na aane waala hai na us se mujh ko matlab tha aane waalo se kya matlab aate hai aate honge.

Parveen Shakir Wrote:

Woh na aayega hame malum tha is sham bhi Intezaar uska magar kuch soch kar karte rahe.

And Faiz Ahmed Faiz wrote:

Na jaane kis liye ummeedwaar baitha hu Ek aisi raah per jo teri rahguzar bhi nahi.

And I felt like being stuck in time where every moment feels long filled with some hope and the worry that the person I'm waiting for may never return.

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nandiniiiivyas · 7 months

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It’s October and I’m starting to feel alive again

#dark academia #dark academia aesthetic #dark academism #indian dark academia #art #cute #desi aesthetic #desi dark academia #travel #fall vibes #october #fall aesthetic #October aesthetic

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brokoala-soup · 8 months

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coffee, chocolate, books, roses, papers, ink, doodles, bakery, wood, cushions, rain, tea, steam, aroma, assignments, notes, exams, studying, bread, pencils, pages, words, cards, calligraphy, music, honey, soil, leaves, water, graphite, light, stars, winds, heat, sunshine, compass, scale, test tube, silver, pens, lipstick, rings, calculator, violin, candles, mathematical instruments, chandeliers, graphs, maps, globes, brass, velvet, cakes, headphones, practice, perfume, scars, trinkets, monuments, socks, stamps, boots, doors, blankets, milk, glass, fire, wool, cotton, pets, warmth, spices, stairways, curtains, shadows, paint, brushes, canvas, coins, piano, coats, moisturizer, ladders, chairs, vanilla, libraries, handwriting, letters, touch.

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journalsofanaesthete · 9 months

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One day you think you have your whole life figured out and the next day you are lying on the floor of your messed up room staring at the ceiling blankly. Well that's life. There are always gonna be situations where you will think you won't be able to get through. But you will and I think that's amazing.

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midnightrainpianoversion · 2 years

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mujhe lagta hai ki baate dil ki , hoti lafzon ki dhoke-bazi

#desiblr #desi tag #ikshitatalks #desi stuff #love language #bollywood #desi things #desi girl #desi boys #indian #indian academic #arijit singh #tamasha #agar tum saath ho

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yourdailyqueer · 8 months

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Chayanika Shah

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Queer

DOB: N/A

Ethnicity: Indian

Occupation: Activist, feminist, professor, academic, writer

#Chayanika Shah #queerness #queer rights #lgbt rights #lgbtq #female #queer #indian #poc #asian #activist #feminist #teacher #academic #writer #popular #popular post #200

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khwxbeeda · 4 months

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Indian Dark Academia: Pune

(all of these are my experiences since moving to the city at the end of July this year)

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The Peth areas are convoluted, haphazardly arranged and teeming with life. You walk through a lane crammed with stalls of fake jewellery, and you want to buy every pair of jhumka and bugdi you can see. You raise your phone and take a close up, deciding that you're gonna post it. (You never do. That picture feels personal, somehow, in a way you cannot explain.)

There is a plaza in Good Luck Chowk on FC road whose basement has a somewhat hidden bookshop. The books there are both fresh and second hand. You make your way to the second-hand shelves and breathe in deeply, savouring the smell of old books and yellowing paper. You want to buy all of them, but you take home the worn copy of a collection of Marathi stories. The old man at the counter gives you a bookmark and tells you to be back with a wide smile and crinkling eyes. (You go back within the week.)

You stand under the dubious protection of a patryacha chhat, cold fingers wrapped around a mud tumbler full of steaming aalyacha chaha. The rain does not look like it will stop anytime soon, but you're not worried. Your best friend is standing next to you with her own tumbler, and both of you are giggling at a story she tells you about her own college— she lives in Mumbai and is visiting for a day, just to spend time with you because she missed you. You silently hope the rain does not stop for a while yet; you're having too much fun.

The sun is high in the sky, but it hides behind rain clouds. You take a step, the soles of your sports shoes scraping over the uneven rock of the tekdi that you decided to explore on an impulse. You're alone, with only the trees and the dog that randomly decided to follow you up the hill in sight. Invisible birds chirp and sing, and you slide your phone out of your pocket to take a photo of the unbeaten path. A little part of you fears getting lost in an unknown place. The bigger, more curious part of you wants to know why the wind sounds so melodious when it slips between the leaves of the trees. You'll post the photo, you think, once you're home.

The college is quiet. It's seven in the morning, and you're already on campus, and have climbed up the walls of the main building to reach that unreachable part of the roof. Except it isn't as unreachable as you thought it to be— the walls are engraved with little messages from the students who came here before you, and you brush your fingers over the letters with a secret smirk. Someone had enough love in their heart to carve a short Urdu love poem for their partner. You search up the words on Google, but the results are inconclusive. An original piece, then. Shame, you think. That is beautiful wordplay. You take a photo, then go back to your book. Class starts at half past seven, and you want to finish at least this chapter.

The library is packed with people, but all of them are silent. It's eerie, but you've been living in libraries for as long as you can remember, and you're perfectly at home in this silence. It feels like being in a temple— there is a awed, almost devotional hush in the air, and you fear that you will breathe too loud. You slip between two darkwood shelves, and brush your fingers over the spine of an old hardbound collection of the works of Pu La Deshpande that looks like it will fall apart any second. You've read this one before, but you check it out anyway.

The exam is tomorrow, but you're sitting in the light of three diyas and feverishly flicking your eyes over the pages of your tattered copy of the Hindi translation of Chokher Bali. This is the eleventh time you're reading the book, but you're still obsessed with it for reasons unknown. Pariksha gayi bhaad mein, you think, and flip the page. The next day, you turn up at the exam hall with bags under your eyes, a completed book, and not a second of studying. You walk out with a score of 19 out of 20, and promptly fall asleep under the shade in the bamboo garden with your head on a friend's lap.

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g0j0s · 1 month

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turning 25 is so strange. i feel like i’ve lived so much yet everything seems to have just started. i remember being five and frolicking through my dada’s khet, climbing trees and playing lukka chuppi. my dadi would apply surma on my waterline & mehendi on my palms while humming folk tunes. 10 was even more fun as we moved away from my ancestral home into a bigger house of our own. i would spend my days watching senseless television with my sisters getting to know them even more closely. out on our terrace we wish upon shooting stars like kajol from some movie. i’m glad i didn’t know this then, that after 12 a girl is no longer a girl but an entity. as an incomplete being, she travels towards a different reality. but it’s not until a decade passes that she becomes whole and gains that kind of agency. by 15 things had changed drastically. the world became very bleak and constantly changing. my girlhood was slipping from my fingers and everyone was teaching me to be more careful. a rage had started to brew in the pit of my stomach. with that kind of fury, i could’ve burnt villages and cities. 20 was tormenting. i was almost a woman but still a girl. love and hatred claimed me equally as i swayed from one side to the other constantly. a lot of lessons and choices were thrown in my face until i dealt with them diligently. but 25 has arrived in all its glory. liberation permeates through every part of my being. finally, the colors have returned, bringing along an array of fragrances and melodies. i realize now that everything that happened was just to bring me to this moment. oh, how glad I am that it did!

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coming-of-age-witch · 9 months

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very cool now i need to ensure that my disastrious mood swings and casatrophic sudden rush of overwhelmingness doesn't get in my way of getting a cute little 95% A grade or i'm doomed to death

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