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ab all nighter karna padega 😭😭😭

hindi ke time par I'm thinking to jump off my window 🥰🥰

social ka exam hai kal aur I'm worried about the fact that I'm not getting worried at all 😭😭💀💀

Aasa mat bol yaar😭😭 ab tu tension lene lage gi toh mera kya hoga?😭😭

Just keep revising😭😭

My melancholy occupies my mind more often than not. But there are moments where the sadness fades away just for sometime, however this happiness has started to feel like a misty fog, that settles heavy in the air. Making it difficult to breathe, choking me as I try to inhale. This happiness doesn't fill the void like it used to before. Perhaps my melancholia has finally spread to my bones. Perhaps I am finally acclimatized to it's frigidity.

At last Winters have arrived.

at the beginning of the genocide i used to make a lot of posts encouraging people to speak up and thanking people for speaking up, because i know a lot of people were intimidated by manufactured complexity about the middle east, and a lot of people were scared of repercussions. and then i stopped, because it started to feel really dehumanizing to be thanking allies for the bare minimum, and because i was tired, and because i was distracted by the scope of loss

but now i've noticed that as things have gotten worse, as so many of the things we asked you to speak up before they happened have come to pass, people are actually less likely to talk about palestine than they were ten months ago. now that it's palestine and lebanon, now that it's genocide and carnage, now that it's clear that the rule of law really doesn't apply equally no matter how much people protest and how much evidence they compile, now that people are criminalizing free speech and actively inviting authoritarianism simply to curb protest on palestine, i've noticed a withdrawal that isn't just exhaustion, but also disillusionment. and unfortunately this has left the onus on the most vulnerable to continue to be the most visible

so let me get back to it. yes, it is the bare minimum and it is small. yes, it can be more complicated now with an election you care about coming up soon. yes, things are very bleak. but i've said it before. this isn't a short term process. this is the long haul. there is no button that ends a genocide, there is only a lever we are all collectively pulling together.

the least and most you can do is speak up. i will give you concrete examples: when you see a post that dehumanizes arabs, a post that ignores genocide, a post that justifies massacres, you actually should object to that. it's not nothing. this is the rhetoric that allows these wars to continue, as poisonous as overt warmongering is covert normalizing with warmongering, is ignoring the genocide in gaza and the massacres in lebanon, and all the other overreaches of the US war machine. when you see people being unfairly targeted for being pro-palestine, you should still support them. when you see the things you love—movies, celebrities, literature, publishers, companies—supporting genocide, normalizing israeli war crimes, ignoring the sheer amount of suffering in the world, ignoring the wars happening with your taxes, you should still speak up against them. this isn't something you stop doing. this is now something you live with, the way you live with every other principle you hold dear, whether it comes to racism, to homophobia, to kindness, to cruelty, to keeping libraries open, to keeping children alive.

if you remember that this is injustice, then you have a role. your role is to remind people. they haven't forgotten that they are committing injustice, they're hoping you have. and the least you can do, the very least you can do, is remind them that you haven't.

“oh, how often you’ll remember / the sudden pain of unnamed longing,”

— anna akhmatova, i’ll erase this day from your memory,

there's no winter arc when you're living in bombay

I always loved those autumn eyes of yours

no more learning experiences please god i am smart enough

bingewatching will never come close to bingereading. there is nothing like blocking out the entire Earth for ten hours to read a book in one sitting no food no water no shower no bra and emerging at the end with no idea what time it is or where you are, a dried-up prune that's sensitive to light and loud noises because you've been in your room in the dark reading by the glow of a single LED. it's like coming back after a three-month vacation in another dimension and now you have to go downstairs and make dinner. absolutely transcendental

my desi rapunzel designs (cuz she is) ☀️☀️

i yap more over here than in real life. no wonder my new friends think that I don't know how to speak.

mujhe na adopt krlo😔😔🫶🫶

@im-on-crack-send-help is officially my child 🫂🥳✨️💞

I am my mother's daughter. I might love you to the point of insanity, to the point of anger, to the point of destruction. But I am also my father's child, and I'll stay silent—silent in my suffocated anger and silent in my love for you.

"This book made me insane" I say as if i was sane before

tumhi dekho na

yeh kya ho gaya

tumhara hoon main aur tum mere

main hairaan hoon

tumhen kya kahu

ke din mein hui kaisi chaandani

duur toh ho gaye ho mujhse,aur kitna barbaad karoge?

damn

will need to visit soon ;)

jk jk love that tho

seduce me with your book collection

Oh to be sleepy and crawl into bed with someone who's warm and safe and you know will take care of you in all the right ways, who'll hold you and tell you that its all gonna be okay.

i'm soooo tempted to

let's go shopping

sending you lots of hugs and kisses xoxoxo

hi didiiiii

hiii gorgeoussss <3

I'm greattt

thanks for asking. how are youuu

you're too sweet ♡♡♡

hi didiiiii

hiii gorgeoussss <3

hi didiiiii

hiii gorgeoussss <3

love me love me

say that you love me