#bolo kyun??

[jalebi-weds-bluetooth]

Do you know why I didn’t like the “Swami” or “irritating Arnav” track? It’s because of this one line told in Made In Heaven,

“-you’re made to believe that the price for your acceptance and happiness must be paid by you appeasing an entitled man.”

Those tracks are the definition of misogyny.

It is considered normal, even funny, that the constant emotion a man feels for his wife is irritation/annoyance. He sees her as a stupid creature for the most times and requires the slightest provocation to fly into a maddening rage towards her.

It is considered normal that the only way a wife communicates is by annoying/irritating her husband.

It is considered normal that Khushi keeps reacting to Arnav as “he’s right,” that anytime she makes a point it is cued by funny music and that she needs to be as exaggerated as a child in her every action and dialogue because God forbid! What if the fact that she’s making a point ever comes across? I can’t get over the fact that Khushi always treats Arnav as he is right. Majority of her dialogues are “yes you know what you’re right,” “ok as you say” - and I get that some of them are meant to be jibes but she is literally appeasing him at every point of time.

That most of the times we see romance bloom in the husband is when Khushi is doing exceedingly domestic duties - her doing never ending service to him when he’s ill has a Rabba Ve, him cherishing the food she makes, her after a bath, her calling herself as "Mrs. Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada,"

Khushi’s world is around Arnav. And not in the romantic way. It’s like Khushi has no other identity or personality outside of “What should I do to Arnav?” and it’s never, ever, a conscious thought of what’s going on in her own life.

And we see her incredibly fleshed out pre marriage - she’s besotted with Arnav then but her world is her own.

There are intelligent ways of writing this, but this wasn't that. It was misogynistic, blind, and infantilized Khushi and the circumstances in more ways than one.

And the writers of IPK knew very well how to write comedy after tragedy and how to navigate grey lines. Heck they managed to beautifully bring comedy after Arnav tried to kiss the woman who was grooming his girlfriend to be his wife.

If that isn't twisted, what is?

Yet those scenes were poignant, touching, hilarious and angsty.

Talk about solid writing.

#jalebi rants #my two jalebis #swami track #seriously this was too much #and IPK had amaze writers otherwise why else would I have high expectations from them? #bolo kyun?? #ipkknd

[aurkitnarulaoge]

Things my friend group has said that made me question my life choices:

*imitating Daya bhabhi* "He Ma Majati!!... Bhala kare pitaji..."

"Bhagwan bhi banane ka copyright nahi leta, maa-baap to phir bhi insaan hain."

"Nark me maroge." "Yamraj se flirt kar lenge."

"Titanic kaise dubi thi?... dub dub dubbak dub."

"Haye rama ye kya kya hua kyu— muskaan joothi hai~~"

*to english teacher* "Roz roz kyu chale aate ho ma'am?"

*to our physics teacher* "aye haye chunri teri lageni gulabi sharara"

"Bas college degree mil jaye— phir ek amir bap ki aulad ko dhamkake shaadi kar leni hai maine"

*to class topper* "Tu to bewajah badnam hain, ye physics wali to zyada pakati hain."

*to English teacher* "Principal se taarif dilwaenge to games doge?"

"Bas ek bar MLA ban jana hain." "Kyun?" "Wo lal batti wali gadi ke andar parde kaise lagate hai dekhna tha."

"Drugs ka dhandha karenge. Paison se science degree khareedkar chief minister ban jaege— main Kerela ki tu Tamil Nadu ki." "Ghar se bohot door nhi padega?" "Helicopter helicopter~~"

"Aao kabhi haveli pe."

"Padhai? Wo kya hai?"

"Johnny Johnny?" "Yes papa?" "Doing drugs?" "Yes papa." "Tabhi gender nhi bta pa raha mera baccha..."

"Jaanwar janwar mat kr fir katungi to rona ayega."

"<name> mera bhai hain. Desh ka sipahi hain. Bolo mere saath <insert gaaliyaan>"

"Abe <censor> ki <censor> ki <censor> <censor> ke <censor> <censor> <censor> ke choohe!!! Himmat hain to samne aakr bol!!!"

"Bottle mein daaru bhar kr aate ho kya? Ye kaisi harkatein kar raho ho?" "Dekha? Ishiliye sasti lene ke liye mna kiya tha."

"He bhagwaan hai kaha re tu?"

*to maths teacher* "Bas ek aur baar wo question repeat kar do to bell baj jayegi."

*to bio teacher* "nanna re nanna re nanna re na na re class me mat aana class me mat aana~~"

*in basketball court* *to boys* "half court ki line de hi u-turn le lo aaj hum 3X3 khel rahe hain."

*leaving class to go home* "Itni khgushi... itni khgushi mujhe aaj tak nhi hui— are hamari prem bhai kidhar gayi?"

"HAMARE JAISA BOLO!!! BOLNA SEEKHO!!! BHUKH ANDOLAN KARO!!!"

"Dono taraff pahadon ka vaas hain."

"Chemistry ab nhi hota. Chalo sanyaas lete hain. Sab apna apna katora leke aana."

"Gaaliyon aur song lyrics yaad karne me phd ki hai."

Etc. Etc.

#desi friends #school friends #school #school system #high school #desi girl #desi tumblr #desi humor #desi people #desi tag #desiblr #harami dost #desi kamine #gaaliyon me phd ki hai

[ayushtic]

“Main Likh Toh Dun”

Main likh dun kisi saraab sa tumhe

Ya pehen lun khud par kisi ruaab sa tumhe

Ya ladd jaun saari duniya se tumhare liye

Aur fir jeet lun kisi khitaab sa tumhe.

Ban jaun tumhari kahani ka ek chhota sa kirdaar

Tum riyaaz karo jab bhi, mera naam lo har baar

Wo puchein jab bhi tumse, “kya hai pesha tumhara”

Tum bolo ki tum ho meri fankaar!

Main likh toh dun teri khoobasoorti,

Tere haathon ke beech uss cup ki chai ban kar,

Apna haal bhool jaun tere aaghosh mein,

Ek tukda naram raakh ban kar.

Tujhe likh kar kyun main apne liye koi naam kamaun,

Jo pahuchun tujh tak toh main khud ka hi maqaam ho jaun,

Main thakk ke zindagi se likh du jab bhi tujhe,

Tu meri bechaini padh aur main aaram ho jaun!

- @ayushtic

[willowwhispers01]

Forevermore (1)

A 15 year old boy arrested for murder the of a Party Leader.

The headline on the first page of newspaper read.

Why?

The question was raised within the two young minds reading the newspaper.

This was the start of their journey, a journey which led to a discovery that defined their life’s whole purpose.

“It’s  a shocking news that no information regarding the kidnapping of the daughter of business man KMR and three other girls has been found. The parents and the public both are anxious for their safety. And in past few days cases of child abduction have increased in the city.”A news report plays on the T.V.

“If these kidnappers are a part of local group or of an international group, police is still investigating on the matter.” Continues  the anchor.

A woman walks about the mall to the parking space to return to her car. Three men, suspiciously, keep their vision trained on her, one subtly following her.

The woman then goes to sit in her car and is startled to find her driver to not be the person she had arrived with. The ‘driver’ pulls out a knife and places it near the startled woman’s throat before she can retaliate.

One of the unknown men following the woman steps in front of a driving car, which causes the woman driving the car to pull the breaks. The man is not startled by this and trains a gun on the windshield of the car in the direction of the driver’s seat, on the woman.

A man in a grey t-shirt, burly, with a bushy beard and a piercing on his right ear, stands in front of the mall, chewing on his snack, he looks to his left only to get startled and runs away in the rain looking scared.

One of the unknown men carefully approaches a truck and unlocks it using a tennis ball. All of the men boarded the truck and the truck was driven down the road in the rain, until, it was interrupted.

There on the middle of the road stood a Bullet, two figures leaning against it.                                                     The man in the grey t-shirt, sitting on the road, leaning against the wheel, in pain. While another figure leans against the bike, backlit.

The men in the truck step out, all four of them, standing in front of the truck as the rain continues to pour.

The man on the bike pushes off of it, and walks half way toward them, lifting the umbrella to reveal his face. Both sides glare at each other, before, the man with the umbrella smiles at them. The men then smile at each other and the man, before walking towards their partner in crime, exchanging high-fives and handshakes.

The door to the back of the truck is opened to reveal the two women and the boy with their hands tied behind their back and crying.

“Who are you people?! Why did you kidnap us?! Do you know who I am?! I am Mutthu Malik’s wife!” The woman in the lavender saree exclaims as Dhruva and few of his friends climb in.

“Didi!” woman in white saree calls the one in the lavender saree.

 “My child. I don’t know who her parents are but she has been calling me didi all this time.” coos the wife.     “Don’t be scared sister, I will also get you out of here with the help of my husband, Hmph!” She continues.

“Thank you didi!” the woman in white replies, smiling.

As this happens, Dhruva places a call on his phone unbothered and almost amused.

“Hello?” comes a voice of a man from the phone as he holds it up to the wife. “Suniye Ji!” she calls out to the man.

“Kaun?” the man questions. “Kaun?! I am your wife Vasundhara!” She growls. “Bolo” her husband speaks.

“Suniye ji! someone has kidnapped me and your son!” She replies, distressed. “Kidnap?! Vasundhara! don’t be scared, I am sending my brother, he will come to save you.” Malik replies. The woman nods reassured.

“Kyun Ji! ‘You are my Jaan!’, ‘ You are my Life!’, now where did those promises go? You are only concerned about your wife, you have no concern for me?” whines the woman in white saree. “Amrita! Did they kidnap you too?!” Malik questions surprised.

“Amrita! Meaning, she’s the woman huh?! Dekh Lungi!”  Vasundhara growls. “Didi!” Amrita calls to her.        “Uggh, call me didi one more time and I will kill you!” she growls again and hits Amrita with her shoulder.

“Maa! Maa! You call a little girl Jaanu then she- ” The boy speaks but gets interrupted by the grey t-shirt wearing man being slammed against the truck floor.

“Bhai” the man croaks in pain as Dhruva holds the phone to him.

“Bhai!” Malik calls out upon recognizing. Dhruva lifts the phone back to his ear.

“Who are you people?” Malik asks threateningly.  

 “Kyun, you don’t want to see our faces?” Dhruva asks back unbothered by the threat lacing Malik’s voice.

“I do” Malik replies back. “Half a kilometer from where you are standing is Khairatabad signal, turn right from there, a little futher take a left, a railway station is located there, right in front of it is Anita Kirana and General Store. Buy a one litre bottle of water, the water should be cold.” Dhruva instructs.

“You kidnapped them for a water bottle?” Malik questions. “Bilkul nahi, with the bottle of water bring the four kidnapped girls on the local train to Vijay Nagar. Where you have to drop them, I will tell.” Dhruva answers back.

Malik and his goons travel to the said destination with weapons as Dhruva waits for them at the train station.

Malik’s phone rings, he accepts the call recognizing the number.

“Hello?” He answers the call on speaker mode.

“Sunn, on the next arriving station you will get off the train alone with the kids.” Dhruva instructs.

“Arrey iski to-.” Malik gets interrupted by the stopping of train at the said station. “CHALO!” The goons exclaim together as they stand up. “Arrey ruko! I have my two families in danger, go a little further and get off by pulling the chain.” He instructs his goons. He gets off the train while looking around while one of the goons also gets off with the children.

The trains moves down the track to their respective ways, and soon reveal Dhruva on platform on the other side.

“Are you gonna relieve all you anger on the poor bottle? Pass it this way.” Dhruva muses as he motions for him to throw the bottle.

“Where is my family?!” Malik questions in anger as Dhruva goes to take a sip of water.

“I just sent them, on the same train with your people.” He replies back and smiles.

His friend Gautam, punches Malik in the back as he pulls out a gun. His other friends take care of the goons and tie them up, free the children and inform the police.

“Due to the information of some anonymous students the police was able to arrest the people responsible for the kidnappings and safely return the girls to their respective families. The police thanks the anonymous students for the important information.” A reporter reports on the scene as Dhruva and his friends watch this with smiles on their faces.

They quickly leave before anyone notices, riding back happily on their bikes. They quickly park their bikes in their parking spots and rush to one side of a boundary wall. They jump over the wall on the other side and run toward the front of their hostel rooms in National Police Academy.

“Dhruva, let’s do fifteen seconds today.” Gautam chimes as Dhruva pulls out his phone to hack the security cameras.

“Sure na?” Dhruva confirms as everyone nods in agreement. “Barabar train ho gaye ho.” he compliments proudly as he stops the cameras. “Go!”

They all take a quick start as the timer starts, running down the memorized hallways, being careful of the wardens. They part ways, saying byes to each other and reach their rooms on time.

On the morning of a new day, all of them emerge from their rooms in their uniforms, going to their schedules for the day.

“The videos of the kids who were saved last night are blowing up the internet” A news anchor reports as Dhruva and his friends watch the news with smiles on their faces.

“I thank the government and the police department for returning my daughter to me, safe and sound.” The video of the mother of one of the victims plays as everyone watches with admiration and happiness.

“Dhruva, I feel so happy while watching their reactions and it’s all because of you and your motivation” Gautam  speaks with a smile on his face. “Haan yaar! No matter how many problems appear, I want to do more of such work” Ranveer chimes in. “Really I feel so proud” Vijay too continues patting Dhruva’s shoulder .

“We are all like-minded people, and it all worked out” Dhruva replies. “Then till the time of our posting, if we, together, continue with this pace, we can make big changes.” Karan states happily. “The day we decided to become police officers, we had become police officers.” Dhruva replies back. “And let’s not wait for the change, let’s be the change.” He states while walking away. The officers-in-training continue on their schedules for the day and then retiring to their rooms for the day.

A moment later when everyone is in their rooms, Dhruva walks out cautiously, a cap and a backpack with him. He looks around before locking his door. He walks out of the building carefully, so as to not get spotted. He climbs over the surrounding boundary to the other side. There, he meets his accomplice, their face hidden by the cap and a duffle bag on their shoulder . They both nod at each other before sitting on his bike and driving off to the location.

They both reach a secluded high spot from where a open garden dinner setup can be spotted. Dhruva and his accomplice pull out the needed equipment and arrange them as needed. Dhruva turns on the receiver and pulls out a pair of binoculars. They both put on the headsets attached to the receiver and Dhruva looks through the binoculars. Looking through, he spots the target, approaching the venue.

Dheeraj Chandra - CEO of Eco Pharma Labs

Dheeraj arrives shaking hands with the attendees of the dinner party. Dhruva’s partner shoots a bug on one of chandeliers hanging and he turns on the receiver. Both of them listen in as Dheeraj talks to his accomplices.

“Today I am very happy!” He starts as he spreads out his arms with a smile on his face. “Do you know what this is?” He questions everyone as he holds up a brown file for everyone to see. “A revolution in the Pharma Industry” He continues. “Our government is trying to bring Generic medicine in India by tying up with foreign companies. If this gets implemented, a thousand rupee medicine can be bought for ten rupees only and no poor ill citizen will die of diseases. The only one to die will be the Pharma companies who make profit off of sick people.” He explains with a fake happy smile.

“Now we can envision a disease-free India in the future!”He continues. “Great na?! Give a round of applause!” He exclaims while clapping his hands.

Dhruva and his partner share a look, Dhruva goes back to look through his binoculars.

“Why aren’t you clapping?” He says as he looks to everyone. “I am so angry!” He exclaims as he slams his fists on the table. “If we didn’t stop this, we would have to shut down our pharma industries and start begging on the roads!” He continues, anger lacing his voice.

“Sir, please do something about this.” One of the attendees pleads to him.

“To do so we would have to buy a lot of people. Collect together all the funds you have collected over the years by selling kidneys and medical college seats. All of it. If you don’t, you won’t be able to keep what you have now neither will you be able to earn it in the future!” Dheeraj explains. “We have to stop Generic medicine from arriving in India” He grimly states.

Both Dhruva and his partner share another look which confirmed that both of them had the same thought.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

✎ I couldn't find the name of one of Dhruva's friends hence i named him Vijay. If you did happen to know his name let me know.

✎ If anyone wants to be tagged let me know. ο(=•ω＜=)ρ⌒☆

@yehsahihai @sada-siva-sanyaasi

#desiblr #dhruva x reader #ram charan #dhruva

[om-is-ok]

Koi mujhko ye bataaye

Kyun ye doori aur majboori ?

Iss duniya ki kya story

Kiske haath mein iski dori ?

Right mein building aasmano ko chhu rhi

Left mein bacchi bhookhi sadko pe so rhi

Kaisi yeh majboori..

paisa rehna hai zaroori

Nahi to kaise hogi poori teri seena-zori..

Lambi gaadi jitni kiski kholi

Haan chawal ki khali bori

Ek paiso se bhari poori

Kaisi ye majboori, haan?

Bolo na!

Ab dekho toh hum paas hai lekin

Socho kitni doori hai..

Ab kaisi yeh majboori hai

Socho kitni doori hai..

Ab dekho toh hum paas hai lekin

Socho kitni doori hai...

Ab kaisi yeh majboori hai

Socho kitni doori hai...

Socho kitni doori hai...🥀

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[tellywoodtrash]

channa mereya 31.10.22 lb

ginni came home and showed gulaabo ji the jala hua diary

gulaabo ji ecstatic

idk why tho

kuch bhi toh nahi rha diary ka, covers ke alaaava

gulaabo ji finally noticing ki hein why this fuckin burnt to a crisp

telling where you find this did you tell adi call him and tell him

ginni told truth

ginni shows pic of daarji and her dad

gulaabo dimpy shampy shock mein

lol the acting of the dimpy shampy kids tho

bless their hearts

udhar adi reading legal papers ke daarji has decided to give 50% of all assets to gulaabo ji and fam

ambar simmering in BG

taayiji like OMFG what we gonna do hum kangaal ho jayenge

dairy toh maine aise hi……

bwahahahaha

ambar is fuckin livid when he realises

oh god they're teaming up now

adi leaving with papers

ambar takes it from them and phaad diya

ambar doing bechara acting and said I'm stopping you from making a mistake

taayiji saying ginni and fam will just interpret this as you trying to put a monetary value and purchase their sammaan

blah blah they keep at it to brainwash stupid adi

and he's like yeah we should do what's right for ginni

lmaoooooooooo he's like ok so imma just take the lawyer to ginni's and let her decide how she wants compensation

ambar and taayiji like asjkdksdjksjdksjk 50% jaane ko tha ab poora ka poora chala jayga haath se

hahahahahahahahahaha

ginni lamenting ke she went to that fam unhe apna maanke

but daarji and ambar always knew whose daughter she was

and just kept cheating her

poora ka poora Singh parivaar fraud hai

gulaabo ji is in alag lvl of rage

ek toh business kharaab kiya

upar se ladki ki life bhi

she's about to burn this shit down

daaaaayum idk who's writing this show but the female characters are chefs kiss 🤌🏽🤌🏽🤌🏽

I was scared gulaabo ji would be back on her shaadi vyaah bs telling ginni to forgive it's ok it's sasuraal

but clearly ginni gets her rage from her mom lol

gulaabo ji chaaku leke nikli threatening to murder them all

ginni like wtf stop

gulaabo like tu sasural ki ho gyi hai kya fckin decide whose side you're on

ginni finally gets knife away and says i wanna punish them too but not like this

we got till the diary, now we have to tell the truth to world

ki what these ppl did to us

we will do it together as a fam

we will get justice for papaji

police case court case jo chaahe karenge

and we willlllllll fuck them up

adi here with lawyer

lmao if looks could kill

adi would be a pile of ash on the floor like that dhaaba was 2 weeks ago

adi like i've brought him so you can do all the proceedings

gulaabo ji like we don't want a hissa of your paapi business

kyun karoon main deal with the murderers of my husband

i gave you such a precious thing of mine, my daughter

and you proved me wrong

ok but why everyone yelling at HIM

for what his dad and grandad did

woh toh bechaara iss mulk mein bhi nahi tha

usko dhakke maar ke nikaala tha uske baap ne

anyway poor lil baby adi *pats his head*

lots of khari khoti being sunaofied to him

ginni like pls leave

adi saying pls i really didn't know

since i found out i've been dying in guilt pls i really love you

ginni like if you love me then why didn't you tell me the truth

coz you were scared. not of losing me. but that your family ka truth will be exposed.

btw she's not yelling haan

bohut rage hai but she's talking calmly

ginni says if you really wanna give me something, give me justice

tell the world what your family did to mine

i don't want you to throw money at this

i want healing

kaun sayaana yeh show likh rha hai yaaar 😭😭😭

itna logic saha nahi jaa rha

ginni asking bolo de sakte ho this justice

that the world learns ki what caliber ka chef my dad was

adi like i'll do it i promise

thinks about how daarji is sick and fighting for his life and tells ginni not now, let him become ok

ginni says good you care for your fam

so even i will

and you're just using daarji as an excuse to emotionally blackmail

girl pls let's calm down

anyway she's like my family should keep suffering but yours shouldnt face any inconvenience

he's begging pls just give me time

anyway she calls out his stupid fuckin family for driving her dad to madness and asks for accountability from them

he's still promising justice but need some time

she's like ok fine then

only talk to me through lawyers

that's it

he's determined ki i'll do what I said

precap: daarji asking for ginni and adi saying she didn't come back she wants justice

taayiji angry and yelling she just wants badla from us

also there's an angry mob outside their house

and someone threw ink on daarji

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[zoobie-doobie]

haan main channa mereya gaa lunga 😌

katwanaa kyun hai? ye bolo naa ki baraat leke aaoge "tenu leke mein javangaa" par 😭

[qureshimushranabdulrauf]

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Mere Rang Mein Rangne Wali Piano Notes | Maine Pyar Kiya

Mere Rang Mein Rangne Wali Piano Notes

Notes :-  Mere rang mein rangne wali, Pari ho ya ho pariyo ki Rani C4# C4# C4# A4 A4 A4 B4 C5# B4 C5# B4 A4, B3 B3 G4# G4# G4# F4# G4# A4 G4# A4 G43 F4# Ya ho meri prem kahani, Mere sawalo ka jawab do, do na A3 A3 F4# F4# F4# F4 F4# G4# F4# G4# F4# F4, F4# F4# F4# G4# A4 D5 C5# B4 A4 C5#, G4# F4# Mere rang mein rangne wali, Pari ho ya ho pariyo ki Rani C4# C4# C4# A4 A4 A4 B4 C5# B4 C5# B4 A4, B3 B3 G4# G4# G4# F4# G4# A4 G4# A4 G43 F4# Ya ho meri prem kahani, Mere sawalo ka jawab do, do na A3 A3 F4# F4# F4# F4 F4# G4# F4# G4# F4# F4, F4# F4# F4# G4# A4 D5 C5# B4 A4 C5#, G4# F4# Music F4# E4 C4# A4 G4# E4 F4# F4# F4# G4# A4 G4# F4# F4#, F4# F4# G4# A4 F4# F4# F4# G4# A4 G4# F4# E4 C4#, A4 A4 G4# A4 G4# F4# F4# F4# G4# A4 G4# F4# E4 E4 F4# G4# G4#, F4# A4 G4# C5# B4 C5# C5# B4 C5# F4#, D5 C5# D5 D5 C5# D5 C5# B4 D5 C5# D5 D5 C5# D5 F4# G4# B4 A4 B4 A4 G4# B4 A4, G4# A4 B4, A4 B4 C5# B4 A4 G4# F4#, D5 C5#, C5# D5 C5# B4 C5# Bolo na kyun yeh chaand sitare, Taqte hain yun mukhde ko tumhare C5# B4 A4 C5# B4 A4 C5# B4 A4 B4 B4, B4 A4 G4# B4 A4 G4# B4 A4 G4# A4 A4 Music F4# G4# B4 C5# B4 G4# F4# G4# F4# Bolo na kyun yeh chaand sitare, Taqte hain yun mukhde ko tumhare C5# B4 A4 C5# B4 A4 C5# B4 A4 B4 B4, B4 A4 G4# B4 A4 G4# B4 A4 G4# A4 A4 Choo ke badan ko hawa kyon mehki, Raat bhi hai kyun behki behki A4 G4# F4# A4 G4# F4# A4 G4# F4# G4# G4#, G4# F4 C4# G4# F4 C4# G4# F4# F4 F4# F4# Mere sawalo ka jawab do, do na F4# F4# F4# G4# A4 D5 C5# B4 A4 C5#, G4# F4#

About Song :-

"Mere Rang Mein Rangne Wali" is a popular Hindi song from the 1989 Bollywood film "Maine Pyar Kiya." The film was directed by Sooraj R. Barjatya and marked the debut of Salman Khan and Bhagyashree in lead roles. The song is known for its melodious and romantic composition. Here is some information about the song: Singer: S. P. Balasubrahmanyam Music: Raamlaxman (Original Music Composer) Lyrics: Dev Kohli Summary of the Song: "Mere Rang Mein Rangne Wali" is a beautiful and romantic song that celebrates the blossoming love between the film's lead characters, Prem (Salman Khan) and Suman (Bhagyashree). The lyrics convey the emotions of love, happiness, and the desire to spend a lifetime together. The song's melody is soothing and melodious, making it a favorite among fans of romantic Bollywood songs. Significance: The song "Mere Rang Mein Rangne Wali" became one of the iconic songs of the 1980s and played a significant role in the film's success. It contributed to the popularity of the film and is often associated with the budding romance between Salman Khan and Bhagyashree in "Maine Pyar Kiya." Music Video: The music video of "Mere Rang Mein Rangne Wali" features Salman Khan and Bhagyashree in various picturesque locations, showcasing their on-screen chemistry. The video beautifully captures the innocence and charm of their characters' love story. "Mere Rang Mein Rangne Wali" is a timeless classic that continues to be cherished by fans of Bollywood music and is often played at weddings, parties, and other romantic occasions. It remains an enduring symbol of love and romance in Indian cinema. Read the full article

[notationsworld]

Jo Tu Na Mila (Asim Azhar) - Sargam, Harmonium And Flute Notes

Jo Tu Na Mila (Asim Azhar) - Sargam, Harmonium And Flute Notes

                                    SCALE OF THE FLUTE IS D# BASS/MIDDLE Kal the yahin kyun ab nahin d...G..P.m... p...R..m.G... Tum aur main saath dono d...G..P.m... G..S..R..G.. Kya mil gayi tumko khushi d...G..P.m... D...m..G.R... Hoke judaa yeh toh bolo d...G..P.m... G..S..R..G.. Pyar tha waqt nahin N..N.N..S'..P.P.P.. Jo beet gaya do pal mein N..S'..P.m.m..G.R.R..G.. Tu banke yaad rahe N.N..N..S'..P.P.P.. fariyad rahega dil mein N.S'.D.S'.S'.D.P..m..m..P.. Kyun ab ik lafz nahin N.N..N..S'..P.P.P.. Dil kehne ki haalat mein N..S'..P.m.m..G.R.R..G.. Socha kahunga ek din R'..R'..R'..R'..G'.S'..S'..N..R'... Jo tu na mila mujhe G..G.. G.P..G.R..S.R.. Jo tu na mila mujhe R..R.. R..G..m..G..R..S.. Dil ko kya bataunga G..G.. G.P..G.R..S.R.. Dil ko kya bataunga R..R.. R..G..m..G..R..S.. Jo tu na mila mujhe G..G.. G.P..G.R..S.R.. Jo tu na mila mujhe R..R.. R..G..m..G..R..S.. Dil ko kya bataunga G..G.. G.P..G.R..S.R.. Dil ko kya bataunga R..R.. R..G..m..G..R..S.. Also Read This :- - Chandan Sa Badan – Sargam, Harmonium And Flute Notes - Tere Naam Humne Kiya Hai – Sargam, Harmonium And Flute Notes - Main Tumhara (Easy Version) – Sargam, Harmonium And Flute Notes - Abhi Mujh Mein Kahin (Full Song) – Sargam, Harmonium And Flute Notes - Kaun Disha Mein Leke Chala Re – Sargam, Harmonium And Flute Notes Where DO -  SA       -    S RE  -  RE      -    R MI  -  GA      -    G FA  -   MA      -  M SO  -   PA         - P LA  -  DHA      - D TI    -  NI          - N LOW OCTAVE PA -  p DHA -  d NI -  n SHUDH MA - m        TIWAR MA - M HIGH OCTAVE SA -    S' RE -     R' GA -     G' MA -     M'   m' PA -       P' KOMAL SWAR DHA -  D(k) NI -       N(k) RE -       R(k) GA -      G(k) Read the full article

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[areybhyi]

Aaj shaam hume jaam naa pilao.

Mehfilo mein sirf unki baat hone do.

Sitaaro ko bolo zara aahista tute.

Ek ek kar uski fariyaad hone do.

Hai asar yeh nasheeli aankhon ka,

Sookhi zameen ko aaj gulistaan hone do.

Rehne do khamosh inn labon ko.

Aankhon se aaj har baat hone do.

Maana, naa kal tha wo naa kal rahega.

Ek arse ki mohobbat tum aaj hone do.

Ho tum hi tum shadaab kyun.

Kabhi humko bhi aabaad hone do.

-Priyanshu

[girlmounter]

Daily chronicles, dated 19th March, 2021

Dear old mom came home at 5:15pm from her clinic. My Nanu (maternal grandfather) is the kind of man, who appears very innocent and well meaning to my face and reports my every move to mom. I'm 100% sure that mom got her narcissism from her dad. Both of them are creeps and I hate them, but this just. This happens every day, but today kind of got on my nerves because he twists things around to suit them so badly, so untruthfully, that it takes all I have to stop myself from breaking something or possibly killing someone. Idk.

Here's today's conversation, one that I wasn't meant to overhear, obviously.

Mom: Kya kar rahi thi aaj

Nanu: Pata nahi aaj subah se aise hi hai, baat nahi kar rahi

Mom: Kyun ab kya hua

Nanu: Pata nahi, aaj dedh baje uthi, kuch na khaya hai tab se, bol bhi nahi rahi kisi se

Mom: Kya hua usko, tabayat theek hai

Nanu: Baat kare toh pata chale na. kuch bolo usse toh aise chilla ke padti hai, muh sada ke bathi hui hai, seb diya tha khane ke liya, fridge me fek diya.

Mom: Davai ka asar khatam ho gaya kya

Nanu: Pata nahi, baat hi nahi kar rahi

mom: Abhi bhi?

Nanu: Nahi ab toh theek ho gayi hai

Mom: Haan voh toh hame dikhane ke liye kar rahi hogi

nanu: Baat kar liyo too baad me.

Translation:

Mom: what did she do all day today

Nanu: I don't know, she's been like this all day, isn't talking to anyone

Mom: why what happened now

Nanu: dont know, she woke up at 2:30 pm, hasn't eaten anything since, isn't talking to anyone

Mom: what happened this time, is she okay {obviously not well meant, literally because she wants to know every single thing I do every single day and nanu is like her own personal camera on my actions}

Nanu: we'd know if she talked to us? As soon as we even speak to her, she flips out on us, since the morning, she's been sulking in one room, we have her an apple, she threw it into the fridge

Mom: has the medication worn off?

Nanu: don't know, she won't talk to us

Mom: even now?

Nanu: no she's fine now

Mom: yeah, she must be putting on that face for us like she always does

Nanu: you talk to her later or something.

My defense: (I don't need to do this, but oh well)

I didn't even know I was being medicated. She's drugging me without telling me. I don't even know when she's doing it, but apparently I'm on medication. ......Is this even legal? What do I do now? Stop eating food altogether? Because she could have drugged anything she wanted to feed me?

I'd woken up at 7 am, and I couldn't get up because well, I couldn't. And every five minutes (I'm not exaggerating.) Every five minutes, nanu would come and say, kuch khale? (Eat something?) every five minutes. I didn't even say anything till 2:30 when I couldn't stand it anymore and I went, nahi abhi mujhe bhook nahi hai, mai le loongi mujhe jab bhook lagegi. (no thank you I'm not hungry, if I am, I'll go and take something, eat it myself.) And this is his translation.

Yes he did give me an apple, but I'd told him multiple times that I wasn't hungry and he just????? Didn't give up????? Like, what???? Do you not???? Get it??????? And so I went and kept in the fridge (didn't throw it) so that it wouldn't oxidise in the open. This is his translation.

I literally got out of bed at 2:30, so no I wasn't talking, I haven't said a word to any of you for years now because y'all are annoying and mean af and I still reply as politely as I can to every single one of your incessant questions, I should be given an award for patience so NO BITCH YOU CANT SAY KI VOH TOH BAAT HI NAHI KAR RAHI HAI. (that I'm not talking to you)

This kind of interrogation (this isn't the full version this is just two minutes of it) happens evey single day. Where mom asks him about what all I did while she was away, and he loves gossiping ( I hate it so much so much but I've seen both nanu and nani gossip about every single person in the society and even outside like they were seventh graders and it gets on my nerves so much like how can you think badly of literally everyone?!?!?) So he goes and tells everything in his own beautifully twisted version of reality, which riles mom up perfectly and she gets her perfect little supply after which she later grills me.

I'm not kidding when I say that I honestly wish I was dead than live here for one more second.

#what IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!?? #why do YOU HATE ME SO MUCH??!?!? #im not kidding when i say i wish murder was legal #like honest to god fuck you #every single day. every single day. #everh five minutes nanu comes looking around the house being like (my name) kaha gayi? #kaha hai voh? #where is (my name)????? #and then when he sees me sitting somewhere she just goes and resumes his work #???????????????????????!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!!? #ARRRRRRRRRRRGHGHGHGHGHGHGHGHGHHGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #i dont know how to express my frustration well enough via post but imagine me screaming my head off completely deranged #please someone adopt me #please adopt me #speaking of adoption #you know one time one of the best english teachers i had #i loved her so much and she loved me so much and i was younger at that time like 13-14 yo #and she jokingly told my parents at the parent teacher meeting that she'd love to adopt me because i was such a wonderful gifted kid #and i dont exactly remember but the exhilaration i felt when i imagined that happening #was. not. healthy. #no 13 yo kid should feel euphoria at being told that they had the option of never seeing their parents again #i also felt dread because i knew i was going to be yelled at at home because i would be grilled with questions #about what all i had discussed with that teacher that led her to say that #i now realize that thats a huge red flag of bad parenting.

[verses-n-moon]

"Please, don't go" kia houta hai? seedha bolo na "tum hi socho zara, kyun na roke tumhe jaan jati hai jab uth ke jate hou tum"

[arrigatoroy]

∆ABC this, Quadrilateral PQRS that, circle is the only shape that doesn't have a stupid name and that's unfair! `•~•`

RD sharma ko bolo mere pass kyun ate ho ?

[tellywoodtrash]

immj2 29.10.20 lb

dadi getting a lil too intrusive in her confidence in vansh's ability to pyaar, just coz he got his wife’s wrist size right.

appropriate response.

idhar chachi lamenting ki ohnoe i think vansh really loves riddhima now.

yet again, an appropriate response.

but for wrong reason. coz this one's like, look at all the great love stories. the truer the love, the more bitter the ending.

mummy like ughhhh but these two seem annoyingly indestructibleeeee.

aryan is pretty chill. he's like we shall try try againnnnn, mom. till when will she escape and he keep saving her??? at one point or the other he'll be late by 5 min. that day, we'll get her.

time for riddhima to get an angre of her own, methinks.

meanwhile someone's fucking with the mehendi. ofc.

lo. adulterated mehendi has been delivered to correctttttttttttt victim itself. even though there's no name or anything written on the trays.

she's SOOOOOO excited to put mehendi that she's not eaten all day and telling dadi she'll eat after the mehendi is dry. her cheerfulness is annoying me. who would be this happy about a hetero relationship with a man????? wouldn’t be me.

husband has noted the point ki karwa chauth vrat seems to have started a day early.

black string on chachi's shoulder, same as from mehendi-fucker-upper ka blanket thingy. i mean..... i think it's a red herring, coz she and aryan were bitching when the mehendi was being tampered with, but who knows with the timeline of this show anymore.

the stupidest thing here is that only the open mehendi has been fucked with. i wouldn't use that in the first place and just use the cone for sheer convenience and less mess. also KNOWING that everyone in this house wants to kill me???? why the fuckkkk would you use the one in the open container????

ainvayi mein these three are glaring at her. imagine letting someone this stupid live rent-free in your head all day. be better, queens.

hubs is here with khaaana.

dadi has to taang adaaofy some more and force him to feed her. honestly, iss dadi ko bohut zyaada utaavli chadhi hai. calm your tits, woman.

not to nitpick on a nice thing being done, but that dal to rice ratio seems waaaaaaaaay off.

also gross, she eats like a baby. truly incompetent in every single way.

sir what is your face?????? but also yes, simp more for your wifeee!!!!!

ew dal waale haath se hi baal bhi sawaar raha hai.

GODDDDDD, GET A FUCKING ROOM BEFORE DADI POPS IN BETWEEN YOU TWO LIKE

yup. she had to say some nonsense in between and make me die of cringe. i'm fwding the scene coz i realllllly can't handle the second hand embarrassment.

if my cat stepped in mehendi and walked all over my palms, it would look better than this.

DADI IS LITERALLY KILLING HER POTA BY EMBARRASSING HIM TO DEATH. PLS WOMAN, STOP. I CAN'T HANDLE IT.

ishani and mummy being eternal mood.

itch itch itch itch itch.

sensible dude is like just wash it the fuck off you idiot, and she's like noooooooooooooo but the rang!!!!

“tumhe lagta hai mehendi zyaada der tak rakhne se rang gaadha hota hai, ya phir pati ke chaahne se?”

“dono hi samajh lo.”

gotta say, i like flirty riddhima. it's the only time she uses her brain a lil and is tolerable. BUT OH GOD JUST GO WASH YOUR HANDS YOU DUMBASS.

thank god, he insisted and sent her off.

these two's issues i really dgaf about anymore, so fwding. like........ i think angre needs to back the fuck off a little bit. har waqt uske mooh mein ghuske yeh pati waala drama karoge toh kisi ko bhi gussa aana hai.

wonderful. aur rakho itchy mehendi haath pe.

husband ready to burn down mehendi waale ppl's house. totes appropriate reaction.

she's like oh no idc about my sore, bleeding hands, i just feel so bad for dadi. omfg dumbass just get a brown sketch pen from somewhereeee. like the old bat would be able to tell the difference. 

“mehendi ka rang aur pati ka pyaar, inn dono mein koi connection nahi hai.”

ex-fucking-actly. i gots no pati and my mehendi comes out DARK AF, every single time. it has to do with body heat more than anything. and since i am a human furnace, i don't need no pati ka pyaar. not only in this area, but in alllllll areas of my life. #aatmanirbhar

“yeh mehendi ka rang humaare rishte ka certificate nahi ban sakta hai; lekin agar tumhe aisa lagta hai, toh mere paas ek solution hai.”

sweet.

ugh i don't caaaaaaaaare about these family waale and their neverending tippaniyaan on these two's marriage. fwding.

anyway pati is here to tell everyone to stfu and gtfo, thank god.

ofc that gets these 3 to turn on laser glare eyes and vow hellfire and brimstone on riddhima.

ishani was mehendi culprit?

here some more bitching and theories ki riddhima ne itna dimaag chalaana kabse shuru kar diya, uski neeyat kyun badal gayi about giving kabir the memory card, blah blah. i'm just here to stare at kabir in all black.

hein? mummy ALSO has the black kambhal???? did alllllll of you bitches add your own own poisons to the mehendi???

oh?????????????????

can't say i wouldn't do the same.

lol she's straight up calling him out for being an asshole when awake.

and now she's imitating him and maarofying all his dialogues, including the "interestingggggggggg.... veryyyyyyyyyyyyyyy interesting." again, this episode is perhaps the firsttttttttt time i've liked riddhima as a character.

ASLKJDLASDLKASJDLKJASLKDJLASKJDLSAJLKDJL I LEGIT SCREAMED

and he's back to growling at her. but good for her, she doesn’t seem intimidated at all.

but april fool! he likes it!

“ek baat boloon?”

“haan bolo.”

“kabhi tumhe aise muskuraate hue nahi dekha. aadat daal lo, achche lagte ho.”

“tum bhi aadat daal lo. mujhe yeh aise achcha lagta hai.”

OH GOD SHE'S GONNA RUIN THE MOMENT BY TELLING HIM ABOUT KABIR. OH GOD. OHHHHHHH GOD. IDK IF IT'S MY PERIOD CRAMPS OR SHEER TERROR, BUT MUMMMMY, MY STOMACH HURTSSSSSSS.

ok phew, she didn't say the R(agini) word. she just says that like you had a story in your past, i have one too....

andddddddd he told her he doesn't care. it's her past. it's done. he only cares about living with her in the present. well dang. such a reasonable response? from this dude???? unexpected.

but also, He Knows right????? He fully Knows already.

is the person writing their scenes on some special drug these days? whatever it is, they should keep doing it. remarkable improvement in romantic scenes. like, crazy amazing improvement.

is it that, or have i developed stockholm syndrome for this show now??????? oh fuck.

early morning sargi blah blah.

ishani like i don't even got no saas, why i gotta be here for thissssss?????

riddhima as usual has to be overrrrrrrrr, and has prepared sargi for ishani and hands it over.

OH GOD DADI IS TELLING HER TO TOUCH RIDDHIMA'S FEET OH GOD DADI WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS YOU JUST WANNA SEE THIS MANSION BURNNNNNN, DON'T YOU

ofc there are promises of soooooot-samedh badla.

aaaaaaaaand mummy purposely messed up riddhima's sargi. ouff. saas bahu politics. idccccccc.

lmaooooooooo i am ishani. i can't help it, i just really am her.

wait mummy is saying shit like “mere bete ka dil todkar, vansh ke liye karwachauth ka vrat rakhne chali hai.........” ARE YOU TELLING ME KABIR REALLY FELL FOR THIS CHICK??????????? IT ISN'T JUST A EGO THING FOR HIM??????? RE DEVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

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