#it's so us haina :(
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I saw your desi daaru khareed lu road se and I wanna be friends coz same
maine kabhi homemade wine ke alava kuch peeya hi nahi hai jisse bhi kuch chadhi hi nahi im not cool mere papa strict hai aur koi dost nahi hai do u still wanna be friends 😔✌
#main kabhi itni impulsive cheez jis din kar di us din saara depression theek ho jayegaa#btw i saw your 3lpa rant and so true i wanna be friends cause same👍#maeve <3#right? like maeve wiley from sex ed haina
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As somebody whose hometown is in Uttar Pradesh, I have to say that this state is such a disappointment. It used to be a village with mafia controlling literally everything, and only after NDA came to power in 2014 the conditions got better.
They gave UP everything, better electricity, Better roads, cleanliness, elimination of the mafia control system, a better economy, controlled riots and violence, but they didn't vote for NDA. Half too comfortable that BJP will win anyway so why waste time voting and the other half more attached to their castes than to vote for their people who protected dharma. It's so shocking that BJP didn't win in Ayodhya!? They brought the glory of Shree Ram back after 500 years, brought jobs, an airport and so much money because of the temple, but people, people. Hindus are the reason of their demise. With my own eyes I have seen so many significant changes in UP in past years, but kehte haina, kuch logo ke haath me sone ka katora bhi dedo tb bhi vo bheekh hi maangenge.
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Tu hi mera sab kuch hai
Ishan was scrolling through Instagram Reels while Shubman was out for an event. Every ShubSara reel in Ishan's feed kept gnawing him. Increasing his insecurity bit by bit. Ishan despite being the epitome of human sunshine had always been more of a moon known to only those who are the dearest to him. It's not that he doesn't trust Shubman but rather his insecurities about himself.
'Shubman is a young, beautiful man who should rather build a strong future associating with the infamous Sara Tendulkar than hide behind closed doors with him' thought Ishan. Uncertainties and insecurities invaded Ishan's trail of thought until they were interrupted by a knock.
Shubman: Ishan?
Ishan (in a sleepy voice): Hmm?
Shubman: You're still awake? Put that phone down right now.
Ishan: Tera wait kar raha tha.
Shubman: Chal ab aagaya hoon na main...chal so jaa ab.
Ishan: I can't sleep without you.
Shubman: Haan haan...ruk main fresh hoke aata hoon.
Ishan while waiting for Shubman again drowns in his own thoughts.
Shubman (waving his hand in front of Ishan): ISHAN? ISH?
Ishan(startled): Haan?haan?
Shubman: Kya soch raha hai baby..idhar aa
Shubman and Ishan settle in bed with Shubman's arm wrapped around Ishan. The room is drowned in a comforting silence.
Shubman: Tune dinner kiya?
Ishan: hmm
Shubman: Event toh bohot tiring tha...aur upar se media itni irritating hoti hai na kabhi kabhi...mera bas chalta toh main jaata hi nahi. Yaar kaash tu bhi chalta. Next time chalega?
Ishan: .....
Shubman: Ishan? So gaya kya?
Ishan: haan..nahi toh
Shubman: abhi abhi maine kya bola kuch suna tune?
Ishan: huh...Event irritating tha?
Shubman: tune nahi suna 😑
Ishan: sorry na baby
Shubman: tu thik haina? Jab se aaya hoon lost-lost sa hai? Kya hua?
Ishan: Kuch bhi toh nahi
Shubman: Ishh.. mujhse toh jhooth mat bol.
Ishan: tu mujhse pyaar kyun karta hai?
Shubman: Kya? yeh sab kyun puch raha hai?
Ishan: jawab de bas.
Shubman: Iss sawaal ka jawab dete toh subah hojaaegi.
Ishan: main mazaak nahi kar raha hoon Shubi..tere paas har reason hai sa..kisi aur se pyaar karne ki phir bhi tu mujhse pyaar karta hai. Kyun?
Shubman: Kyunki tu paagal hai. Kya bole jaa raha hai. Main tujhse kisi reason se pyaar nahi karta. Main tujhse pyaar karta hoon kyunki mujhe wahi aata hai. Main tujhse pyaar karta hoon kyunki koi aur Ishan nahi hai mere paas. *kisses Ishan's forehead* Main tujhse pyaar karta hoon kyunki mujhe koi aur dikhaayi hi nahi deta.
Ishan: Hum kabhi duniya ko nahi bata paayenge apne pyaar ke baare mein..
Shubman: Main tujhse bohot pyaar karta hoon
Ishan: Pata hai *kisses Shubman*
Shubman: *smiles softly* tujhe pata hai aur tu hi meri duniya hai.
Ishan: Cheesy *slaps him lightly*
Shubman: par tu yeh sab soch kyun raha tha..tu phir se phone pe yeh sab bakwas dekh rha tha..I swear main yeh phone..
Ishan: Shaant..shaant Mr.gill...meri galti hai I know..ab sojaate hai chal
Shubman: *looks at Ishan*
Ishan: kya?
Shubman: *continues looking at Ishan*
Ishan: Ghoor kyun raha hai ab?
Shubman: tu kuch bhul raha hai *forms pout*
Ishan: *kisses Shubman fondly* I love you
Shubman: I love us
Ishan: I love us more..
Shubman: We'll see about that
The rest of the night goes on peacefully as our couple cuddle with eachother draped in eachother's love. Kyunki puri duniya ka pyaar kam pad jaata hai...pyaar toh ek hi se chahiye hota saat janmo ke liye <3
(I am back to writing one shots cuz boards stress se cope bhi toh karna hai. Toh presenting mera new chapter. Hope y'all loved it..drop by ur lovely comments and any one shot request if u want😉)
And I'm waiting for Ishan ka strongest comeback. May God bless him with all the strength, health, success and happiness. <3🧿🧿🧿🔱🔱🔱
#indian cricket team#ishan kishan#cricket#ishman#desiblr#shubmangill#shubman gill#bcci#shubish#shubman x ishan
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Kalalu
Life had begun to seem like a fairytale. An unconventional one at that.
To the world, fairytales were made of castles and thrones and kings and queens and gold and gems and what not. One would think of waking up around silken sheets, slipping into royal clothing, eating off precious china-ware and spending hours strolling in the garden or in the presence of maids, serving as a piece of entertainment, with a glass of wine in hand.
But for Sita, fairytales were made of anything but kingdoms and royalty. Rather, she was repulsed, even at the thought of being part of royalty.
Because Sita knew, the silken sheets never helped soothe her anxiety. There was never a time she was allowed to step out without dressing up in royal attire. She'd seat herself on the humongous dining table for breakfast, all alone. The china-ware, although pretty, served no use in helping her swallow the food. The hours spent in the garden, were spent not in a joyous spirit, but rather in a worry; whether her elder brother would approve of the choices she had made. The few minutes of light-hearteness with her maids would wear off once they began advising her about the alliance that had come up. Because Sita knew, that these royalties served only as a tiny compensation for the masked life she had to live.
She had learnt that fairytales were built, not by materialistic things, but by emotions. Fairytales were built by kindness, by trust, by empathy, by laughter. Love. By Love.
From the day she set foot in Kashmir, every single day, every minute, every moment was a fairytale. A tale prettier than any other.
Because it had Ram in it.
It was he who had made her feel things she never had. Ram and Sita barely had time to spend with each other, but every moment they could, they'd remain entwined in one other's arms. She'd wake up every morning in his arms. Some mornings were spent at the camp, having breakfast with the rest of the troop. On other mornings, she and Ram ate with each other in their tiny portico which faced the snow tipped mountains. They'd roam the streets, hand in hand, Sita playfully pulling away and Ram tugging her back into his arms. He'd halt everytime he saw a trinket trader, holding up earing after earing upto her face, slipping in rings into her fingers, promising things each time he did so, trying to match jewellery to attires she owned, to which the trader would ask "Pyaara haina Saab?" Holding up an anklet. "Isse pyaara?" Ram would ask the trader pointing to his beloved, when she'd softly hit him on his arm giggling. They'd go to weddings, some of friend's, some of stranger's, and would practice their wedding vows. He'd take her on bike rides, stopping midway to buy roasted peanuts, and the two would then settle on a rock and talk till the sun had begun to set. On occasions when the snowfall had stopped, the duo would be seen running and twirling around the tulip fields, with Sita taking pictures of her Ram with the film camera he had stolen from his friend, which would eventually land in his hands, making it his turn to have some fun. They'd hike up grass covered hills, only to roll down, heaving for breath, giving up on climbing back up and then spend the day picking flowers for each other. Ram would get excited everytime he saw a flower match the color Sita was wearing, would pluck it and place it behind her ear. Other times, Ram and Sita would cuddle at home, talking about where they'd go for lunch next time, how they'd look after they both turned old and what they'd name their children, two cups of hot tea in hand, as he played with her hair.
Her life was moulded around Ram, a part of him present in every aspect of her life. And for Ram, his entire world revolved around his Sita.
She was Sita, only because he was Ram.
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@whippersnappersbookworm @thegleamingmoon @nspwriteups @celestesinsight @thelekhikawrites @yehsahihai @harinishivaa @vibishalakshman
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ukw use apni bandi ke saath dekhkr mujhe jalan nhi hoti. Aisa lgta hai ki chlo theek hai. Jo hai so hai. Khush to haina vo uske saath. Mera saath nhi hai to kya hua. Bus khush rahe hamesha jiske saath bhi ho.
Par fir use haste, muskurate hue dekhti hun uske saath to lagta hai ki kaash uske jgh mai hoti vhan. Kaash vo meri aankhon me vaise dekh rha hota. Kaash vo meri baaton pe has rha hota aur mai uske saamne khade hokr, paas se use hasta hue dekhti. Naa ki aise door se.
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HEREʻS HOW TO RECOVER HAWAIIAN HISTORY
HawaiiBusiness.com - June 23, 2023
You may know it as Diamond Head, but Hawaiians call it Lē‘ahi. Lanikai? That’s actually Ka‘ōhao, and the local elementary school has changed its name accordingly.
And that small island across from Kualoa Ranch is Mokoli‘i, which means “little lizard.” Legend says the islet was created when the goddess Hi‘iaka cut off a giant lizard’s tail and tossed it into the sea. That’s a more colorful name and story than the common nickname for the island, which employs an oldtime slur to refer to Chinese people that we won’t repeat here.
For many of us, these traditional names may not come to mind as quickly as the modern nicknames, but the Hawai‘i Tourism Authority, the Native Hawaiian Hospitality Association, Hawaiian scholars and others want you to make the effort to learn and use the Hawaiian names for places across all the Islands.
The HTA’s Ma‘ema‘e Hawai‘i Style and Resource Toolkit, created in partnership with NaHHA, asks “anyone who has a role in representing Hawai‘i” to use the Hawaiian place names first before referring to any English nicknames.
“Hawaiian place names honor the people who named them and the natural forces and stories these names convey. In using proper Hawaiian place names, we bestow the highest honor to the land and the history of place,” says the toolkit.
Using “Nicknames Erases a History”
Katrina-Ann R. Kapā‘anaokalāokeola Nākoa Oliveira, interim assistant vice provost at UH Mānoa and a member of the Hawai‘i Board on Geographic Names, says Hawaiian place names tell us about the significance of places and their features.
“When people understand the significance of the place, it helps us to recall what happened there,” says Oliveira. Hawaiian place names “help us to inform how we conduct ourselves in those places. So when we go to a place that is revered for being a very kapu place, a place that’s sacred, you conduct yourself in a manner that commands that type of respect.”
The toolkit says people should consider the implications of any English nicknames. While some nicknames may be interpretations of the place’s Hawaiian name, others may be disrespectful to the traditional value of a place, says Oliveira.
“The use of nicknames erases a history, a tradition that preceded the use of the English language here. Not only does it erase the place name, but also the use of Hawaiian language.”
Nicknames have also worked to replace the history of a place, says Oliveira. As an example, she describes the East O‘ahu community of Maunalua, whose nickname is ‘Āina Haina.
“Folks think that it’s a Hawaiian name, ‘Āina Haina, but it was really because of Hind,” Oliveira says, referring to Robert Hind of Hind-Clarke Dairy. “They hoped that it would sound kind of Hawaiian. And so people … don’t understand that it’s actually a newly created name.”
Although the common nickname for the islet of Mokoli‘i may seem harmless to some residents, “referencing the nickname in the media could perpetuate the idea that it is an acceptable phrase to everyone, including visitors to Hawai‘i who will return to their hometowns on the U.S. continent,” says the Hawai‘i chapter of the Asian American Journalists Association.
“When I say the names of these places, I’m quoting my ancestors,” Oliveira says. “I’m saying the same words, the same place names that they once used themselves. And so I’m honoring them, paying respect to them and the culture and the language and the traditions and keeping those things alive. Because that’s what makes Hawai‘i unique, is remembering the Hawai‘i of long ago.”
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a few gentle reminders for anyone who needs them. <3
1— your body deserves love, regardless of what happened in your childhood or how other people have treated you. your calloused skin deserves to be tended to with care; for when one is treating wounds, they are to gently disinfect and apply ointment, haina? now the disinfection may sting at first, and perhaps tenderness towards our body also stings at first. but it is the first step on a path to recovery, and the point of recovery.
2— when we treat a wound, we don’t want to infect it further or increase chances of sepsis (this is why we disinfect, apply antibiotics, or cover the wound with gauze). similarly, when healing from a lifetime of battle, after disinfecting from negative energy, you have to continuously protect yourself against the negative energy.
3— a little bit is better than nothing at all, even if it isn’t perfect. brushing your teeth for 5 seconds or even using mouthwash is better than not brushing them at all.
4— do it scared, do it sad, but by all means necessary, do it. i know it’s scary, but who would we be as humans if we did not take risks?
5— that being said, you don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to. protect the choices you have, and please learn to say no. the worst they can do is anger, and honestly back to point 2!
6— you can break the cycle. i believe in you <3. this is really an elaboration on point 5. but you don’t have to hit children if you don’t want to, even if all your ancestors did it. you can embody love, be kind, gentle, and genuine; even if you come from a constant battlefield. you don’t have to let your circumstances define you, as cliche as it sounds.
7— this one goes out to all my brown girls. be undigestable. meri jaan, mera chaand, meri phool, apni rooh ko azaad karney ki puri ijazat hai aapko. be outspoken, be daring, be free, be a rebel, be bold, be loud; speak even if your vocal cords have to send an earthquake warning, but speak. bol meri jaan ke terey lab azaad hain. awaaz buland karkey bol, unn maaon k liye, unn behnon k liye, unn betiyon k liye jinko majbooran khamoshi ikhtiyar karni pari. it is better to anger a thousand misogynistic aunties and uncles and retain your soul as opposed to keep those same aunties and uncles happy whilst your body has become a graveyard for your heart, mind, and soul. let their tears water a garden in your body for an evergreen heart as opposed to the acceptance of flowers on the gravesite of your heart, body, mind, and soul.
8—call the people who love you and the people you love. you’ll feel better, and please say sachi at this point of reading so i can reply with muchi hehe xx.
9—you’re allowed to start living instead of surviving again.
10—sadness (sometimes) is healthy. but you control your emotions, not vice versa.
11—i promise you it gets better. even if you think it won’t. the void isn’t forever. you will be okay.
12—please. on the days where you can be the worst, most violent, hurtful version of yourself, choose love, kindness, respect, and gentleness; because that’s when you need it the most. do not just choose love, become love. embody it.
13—you are loved. you are important. you need to be here. i’m so glad you are here. please stay here. i need to make you a beverage, hold your hand, braid your hair, cut up fruits for you, give you presents, and tell you it’ll be okay. and you will figure it out.
#we do recover#bari behen#gentle reminder#reminder#your older sister#self love#self improvement#urduthoughts#hindi#i promise you you will be okay#I didn’t think i would make it but i did#it gets better#i cant believe im saying this
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YO HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYY *gives you lots of cake and hugs* extremely gay of us to be born in pride month tihi
THANK YOUUUUUUUU
Haina, I'm so *proud* to be a gay baby😭
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channa mereya 14.10.22 lb
ginni packing to go home and checking her list
adi comes huffily snatches it
and like YOU FORGOT ME ON THIS LIST
he is a childddd
pouty lil babie
she's like you the one who did that hotass ailaan in front of everyone
now follow the reeti rivaaj you so desperately wanted to nibhaofy
he's like who made all these faltu rules and she's like khud pata karo i gtg
he's like chalo family court and we'll be married in half hour no need for you to go anywhere
she's like nuh uh
he's now trying dhaaba angle
saying reeti rivaaj is waste of time
dhaaba khada karna haina
concentrate on dhaaba
she's like you're so right
so imma go live at the dhaaba
and give it my full focus
lol she's so giggly and he's so sulky they're sooooooooo cute I wanna smooosh them
he's like meri yaad aayegi toh roti aaogi
she's like pls I'll be too busy with all my friends having too much fun
grabbbbby time
godh mein bithaya😭😭😭
baal hataaaye, chin on shoulder
softttttttt voice
"I promise, roz milne aaonga. kaise milna hai, tumhari zimmedaari"
THE CASUAL INTIMACY I AM DYING
like it's soooooooooo ahejrjdshshshshs NORMAL
but endearingggggggg
gulaabo ji calling for ginni
adi reluctant to let her outta lap
saying promise roz milogi, chup chup kar
she's like yeah yeah ok
but he won't let goooooooooo
she's like arre pakka promise
gets up to go
he pouty baby
rasta roka with sulkyyyy face
"jaana zaroori hai???"
ugh imma slaaaaap you for being so damn cute
she said yeaaaah and he moved away sad
gave him kissy on gaal and ran away
he's 🤯🤯🤯🤯💞💕💕🫠🫠🫠❤️🔥🫠❤️🔥🫠😇😇🥹🥹🥹☺️😊😊☺️🥰🥰🥰🥰
UGH AUR USS SCENE KI SAARI GOOD VIBES KHARAAB KARNE
demon daddy and shaitaani Sam ka team up
idgaf about your evil shenanigans, fuckin die both of you
fwding
oh dad has video of Sam setting dhaaba on fire
v good
cant wait for this to get into adi ginni's hands
chotu singh is like angel didi mat jaooooo
adi like fuck it bro she don't currrrrr
idhar rasmo ki baatein
udhar team rocket saazish banaati hui
WHY IS THIS DAD SO FUCKIN HELLBENT ON RUINING GINNIS LIFE
he's just so……… ugh
adi is liptofied against pillar all saaaaad
giving smouldering looksssss
watching each other as she goessssss
oh there's some real anxiety and sad as she steps out the house
on both sides
she turnedddd and he's giving reassuring smile
and she feels better
and goes
Sam is thinking I know you think I'm just a pawn but wait till I find out your real agenda and I use it against you, ambar
which, good for her
between these two I'm certainly on her team
Sam asking what your issue with ginni anyway
and he's evading (been multiple times now)
ginni and fam cleaning up jala hua dhaaba
gulaabo ji like vyaah sar pe hai think about it blah blah
AMMA PLS
let her have a purpose outside shaadi
uss area mein sab set hai na
toh why should she waste time and energy thinking about problems that aren't there
instead of this task at hand
Sam is being meherbaan on ginni in front of Goldie and he's suspicious
he's like I dunno if ginni will ever forgive me etc etc
she's playing up bhai behen ka rishta up hardddd
God why is this Goldie so damn stupid
istg this track better redeem him
by having him be on ginnis side
ginni like yeah I got a good life partner
"par naye rishte judne se puraane rishton ki na ahemiyat kam hoti hai na humaari unke taraf zimmedaari"
SERIOUSLY WHO'S WRITING THIS SHOW
and why are they the only person in this industry with a braincell
"saada dhaaba bikhra pada hai, aur ginni doli chadh jaaye? Aisa kaise ho sakta hai???"
Sam is kaan bharing
ki just make things right with ginni
and her bada sasuraal will make you business partner
Godddddddddd BASED ON WHAT?!??!? he's a fuckin idiot
he shared a womb with ginni and just used up resources
saari akal aur mehnat aur sab ginni ko hi mile
loser
anyway he's like ginni won't forgive this time
but she continues kaan bharing and goldie says he'll try
lmao sam's impressed with her own acting skills and thinking mummy kehti thi go to mumbai and become heroine, shoulda done that
lol tbh I'm beginning to enjoy her villain arc, i always love it when they acknowledge they're being shitty people and getting kicks outta it
ginni and her saada dhaaba speech, samajh gaye na behennnnn
gulaabo ji is still like shaadi shaadi shaadi
but ginni won't be dissuaded thank God
she's vowing to find and fuck up whoever pulled this bs
and ooooooooh boy cannot wait lololololol
adi sitting around stating at phone and getting huffy
and saying I didn't know days were this long
but she dgaf about me no phone no message
SIR SHE HAS SHIT TO DO OTHER THAN PYAAR ISHQ MOHABBAT
not all of us are born into generational wealth
meanwhile she's also staring at her phone saying kitna drama he was doing, not letting me come
and now look no call nothing
y'all corny af
precap: taayiji bhadkaofying adi ki all your mom's jewelry is with supreet
and he's as usual doing way ott badtameezi with her
saying stay away from me and my shaadi
oh she's soooooo sad
ambar yelling at her sab ready hain, why you not
God adi I kinda wanna kick your ass
WHY ARE MEN
ugh
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through to Hapu. i didn't get to 51 before her, and... i'm just gonna cut to the chase for once, i didn't even take out her lead Dugtrio. it doesn't have Tangling Hair at least! i know something! which means it has Sand Veil. with Sandstorm. hmm.
part of the issue is that it outspeeds all the Smeargle on level, which. is expected, actually. i know Dugtrio and Starmie as effective sweepers for their high speed and attack/sp. atk. stat, they're excellent parallels, used them both in Yellow for a reason. that said, i'm a bit surprised on account it not consistently 1-shotting the Smeargle, some of them live. one with 20 HP even. still a 2-shot, but hey.
i think my plan of action at the moment is hit level 51 and consider the next moves. i've scrounged for opportunities, and knowing that Mt. Lanakila is basically just there for show in Moon, it's a worthwhile time to just look everywhere. i want to start with considering Earthquake, as that'd be massive, absolutely huge for Cerulean. Hapu's own Dugtrio is a great opportunity, and the only time before beating Hapu i can learn it- another win for the Ultra version's higher wild Pokemon levels. Trapinch is just so close...
Barboach is the only opportunity i have outside of trainers, at the bottom level of Vast Poni Canyon- i'm calling it VPC from here on- when found at at least level 32. an opportunity, if nothing else, and one i'll likely cash in on.
that said, the Dugtrio at Haina Desert do have Earth Power, and that's a good choice for Saffron. two ground moves won't be bad, with the Flying coverage i already have.
i think changing out Viridian's Leer for Clear Smog is a good thing to prioritize at the moment as well. Leer's been falling off a bit, and it's high time to give it: the boot.
as for moves to lose, Vermilion should lose Bite, Fuchsia should lose Pluck, and if Cinnabar loses anything, Struggle Bug. i don't really know what i want in place of those moves right now, but this post is dense enough as is, and i have levels to grind up.
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"If I am overstepping feel free to tell me," Henry leans against the bar, one hand resting on the towel he had been using to mop up a spill, the other wrapped around the edge of the bar. He is still on his side of the rough wood, but close enough that he can speak directly to Beth rather than to the bar as a whole. "But I am curious. Why come to Wyoming instead of going back to Hawai'i? Would it not have been better to be somewhere you feel at home than somewhere completely new?"
TMI Tuesday || Always Accepting
There's only a few people that trickle in at intervals. Some that were here before she arrived, steadfast and continual drinkers. She pities them their problems and their ways to cope. Their livers. Some that, like her, have come in for lunch as the Red Pony is less crowded, more welcoming than the Busy Bee. If she's being honest with herself, she mostly comes for Henry's company and not the cheese and mushroom pizza. She's still navigating this friendship though she rather likes that he's her first real one in Absaroka, one she's come by honestly and not because she was forced on them or that was Andy's first. He's close. Facing her. Enunciating carefully and slowly so that she can partially watch the words form on her lips. She appreciates that. Sometimes it's so easy to look stupid when you only partially catch something and answer in wild non-sequiturs, or worse, have to ask about having it repeated multiple times until the answer becomes 'never-mind'.
There is an unspoken boundary though, and he straddles it with aplomb; between the mop and the hand around the bar.
Beth offers him the softest of mayfly smiles; there and gone again in an instant.
She closes her eyes ~that odd little three-quarters way, as if incapable of being able to wholly shut them~ and ducks her head forward. Dark bangs sweep down her brow and frame her delicate features. Henry has never done her an unkindness and for that she has to reward him with only partial truth. It doesn't sit well with her but she doesn't know how else to explain. The house in ʻĀina Haina, east of Diamond Head, stands empty but for the groundskeeper and caretaker, an older married couple. Ever ready to be moved back into. Just like every other structure the Riley family owns. But what can keep out the dust of memory? If she stepped inside would she choke on the too-heavy scent of roses? Would there be pulverised glass and crockery in the seams of the wooden floors, buried beneath exquisite rugs? Would there be cobweb echoes of the Admiral's shouting? And would she, if closet doors opened, find her younger self still cowering inside?
"I mebbe mention dat I move out here wi' Andy, t' help him convalesce in a place he might find peace, tranquillity, somet'ing he love his life long." She glances up now, but there's a brittleness to the serenity she tries to project. "Andy nevah like O'ahu. Too isolated, too..I don' know. I guess he nevah felt quite at home dere."
He didn't hate the ocean but ever since…ever since that one day, it's been a grudging relationship. He needs the distance. He needs his own space even if it isn't New York, his first love. His home. And it's Beth's turn to take up for him now. To make the concessions as he had back then. Neither of them really have the heart for it, no matter how much she might otherwise miss her home. "I guess we bo'd needed a little change. We considered DC where we have a cousin. Ireland, wi' our Auntie. California, Seattle, Miami…lots of places, an' den… we left it up t' chance. Pinned up a map an' we each t'rew a dart. Guess Wyoming was fated by chance."
She shrugs.
"D'you believe in dat? Fate or destiny?"
#ifyoucatchacriminal#Knows Deeper Seasons|Henry Standing Bear#Ride Back Roads|Henry and Beth#Waiting For Signals|Longmire au#Western Skies|Wyoming
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how do you get such pretty pics where can i find them
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#this ones totally on her we were talking about something something childhood friends how we both lost them and i said this lyric is so us#haina and she did this whole thing 😭#vio love#also babe pinterest pe hi na aur kahan
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New beginnings ♾️
Shubman (in bathroom in front of mirror): this is it..this is the moment..Shubman Gill you can do this.
Ishan(from the bed): SHUBI MOVIE NIGHT PAUSED HAI JALDI AA
Shubman: AAYA..this is going to change everything and nothing for better. I know my lines and I am ready for it..but is he ready?
Ishan: JALDI AANA..
Shubman: AAYA EK MINUTE RUK...he better be ready.
Ishan: kitna taiyaar ho raha tha...it's movie night babyy.
Shubman: Haan haan pata hai but I will chose a movie.
Ishan: Ayye no hollywood na I am feeling desi rom coms.
Shubman: Yea yeaa..I know *picks movie*
Ishan: Jab we met?
Shubman: Yea..
Ishan: We have already watched this one and you find it stupid.
Shubman: I do love stupid *looks at Ishan*
Ishan: Tu mereko stupid bol raha hai?
Shubman: main tereko love u bol raha hoon ab dekhte hain.
Ishan: *huffs*
..........They start the movie...........
Ishan: *keeps on repeating lines from film*
Shubman: *watches Ishan with a smile*
Ishan: *sniffles* How can Anshuman do this?
Shubman: Paagal hai na
Geet (in T.V): Main tujhe bohot acchi lagti hoon na?
Ishan: Main tujhe bohot accha lagta hoon na?
Shubman: *pauses the movie*
Ishan: yaar kyun roka paagal!
Shubman: *pulls Ishan on his lap*
Ishan: Shubman? Kya hua?
Shubman: Phirse bol
Ishan: Kya hua?
Shubman: Nahi usse pehle?
Ishan: Yaar..kyun roka..
Shubman: Nahi usse pehle..
Ishan:....main tujhe bohot acchi lagti hoon na??
Shubman: Bohot par woh
Ishan: Teri problem hai?
Shubman: Meri problem nahi hai mere life ka sabse best decision hai..Tune mujhe har khushi ki vajah di..teri smile..tere nakhre..teri baatein..tere aansu..teri hasi
Ishan: Shubi..
Shubman: Smile kar na do minute...Uth ek second aur chal mere saath.
Ishan: Kahaan?
Shubman: Tu bas mainu follow kar.. *takes Ishan to the balcony*
Ishan: Kya kar raha hai..tu mujhe dara raha hai? Sab thik haina?
Shubman: Sab changa hai..Ab ruk.
Ishan: Shubi...kya kar rahaa..
Shubman: Sun toh pehle..
Ishan: Chhetti dass
Shubman: Thand rakh kaake..Ishh jab tujhse pehli baar mila tab yeh ehsaas nahi hua ki tu mere zindagi ka woh hissa ban jaayega jo mujhe khud se bhi zyada pyaara ho jaayega. I love you kab I love us ban gaye. Hum kab roommates se best friends se boyfriends ban gaye. Par ab boyfriends nahi reh sakte..I am sorry
Ishan: Kya...kya bol raha hai Shubman? *starts panicking and hyperventilating* Maine kuch kiya..Sorry na baby. Hum baat nahi kar sakte kya? Sab sort out nahi kar sakte kya..Shubi please i am sorry
Shubman: Ishan sun tu galat samajh raha hai..tu sun nahi raha
Ishan: I am sorry...I am so sorry Shubi..Shubi please..*starts crying*
Shubman: Oh shit!! *cups Ishan's face* Panic matt kar...look at me..Ishan look at my eyes. Breathe ok breathe
Ishan: Shubii...
Shubman: It's ok baby..do you feel my heartbeat...see I'm here..breathe..breathe
Ishan: Hum sab theek nahi kar sakte?
Shubman: Paagal tu sunta hi nahi...sab theek nahi main sab perfect karne waala hoon.
Ishan: Kya bol raha hai
Shubman: Pehle chal uth ke baith pehle paani pi
Ishan: Nahi tu suspense mat bana...please bolna.
Shubman: *picks up Ishan and carries him to bed*
Ishan: Kya kar raha hai..
Shubman: Ab chup bilkul chup..Main tujhse bohot pyaar karta hoon...sabse zyada pyaar karta hoon..isliye..*deep breath* tumerenaalvyaahkarega?
Ishan: Kya?
Shubman:*goes on one knee and takes out a ring* Will you Ishan Kishan marry me?
Ishan: *starts crying after wearing the ring*
Shubman: Oo tu ro matt..tere munh pe smile hi suit karti hai *sits beside Ishan and hugs him*
Ishan: Chup kar paagal.*punches him lightly on chest*
Shubman: Aah..maar matt..
Ishan: *kisses Shubman*
Shubman: *deepens the kiss*
Ishan: *moves away out of breath*
Shubman:*cups Ishan's face* Yahi chahiye for 7 janam tak ab bas tu hi chahiye
Ishan: *laughs with tears in eyes* daraya kyun tu pehle? *slaps him lightly*
Shubman: Tune pura bolne kahan diya? Tujhe sach mein lagta hai meri aukat tujhse breakup karne ki hai? Khudko dekha hai laanat hogi mujhpe agar tujhe jaane diya.
Ishan: Paagal..
Shubman: Tune jawaab nahi diya lekin..
Ishan: Ab teri permanent booking ho gayi hai.
Shubman: *kisses Ishan* I love us
Ishan: I love us more.
(This fic was requested by one and only @bimesskaira . Aaj toh jee bohot angst ho gaya. That's why this fic is to only and only happy beginnings. Ab itni acchi fic likhi hai toh ek hi aasha hai ki aap sabko pasand aayegi.
Aur sab milke bhagwan ji se pray karo ki ISHAN COMES BACK STRONGER THAN EVER aur nazar na lage mere cuties ko.)
🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🔱🔱🔱🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿🧿
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Yaar meko sahi me itna gussa aa rha haina.
When an actor dies tab toh sab bade shauk me doobe rehte hain, put on stories, whatsapp dps and statuses for days on end and express their grievances so heartily. Lekin bc Kal Kargil Vijay diwas tha. FIVE TWENTY SEVEN SOLDIERS Sacrificed their lives for us in the war. Bus 2 min apne dil pe haath rkhke tributes nahi pay kar skte kya???? Itna mushkil hai?? Movies ki anniversary pe edits bnana toh mushkil nhi lagta hoga. Friends/partners ke liye lambe lambe paras type krne me bhi mehnat nhi lgti. EK CANDLE LAGAKE RESPECTS PAY KRNE ME KYU MAUT AATI HAI PHIR??????
Kitne hi tum civilians ko toh yaad tak nhi hoga ki yesterday was such an important day. Haan SRK ka birthday Aur SSR ki death anniversary sabko yaad hogi. Guys sirf 26 Jan aur 15 aug ko deshbhakti nhi dikhani hoti. Patriotism tumhari zindagi ke har pal ka hissa hona chahiye. YOU ARE AN INDIAN FOR GOD'S SAKE HAVE SOME PRIDE AND RESPECT FOR YOUR COUNTRY. Udhar the wives and the children of the martyrs must have wept and grieved all day and the busy citizens of our country couldn't even spare 1-2 minutes of their busy day. Sharam aati hai bhai aisi society ka part hone me.
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“I think we should take our relationship to the next level.” - Devraj/Kajal drabble
Kajal had been thinking about how to tell Devraj about their news and she’d scourged the internet to find cute different ways to tell him but nothing had stood out. They’d both been trying this for so long and lately she’d been feeling more and more like a failure even if she seldom told him about it. Luckily for them though, this last visit to her doctor had resulted in some very happy news.
She’d been feeling a little off for a few days, chalking it up to the meals they’d had at Krish and Laila’s home, but then she’d taken a few pregnancy tests…and lo and behold, she had a positive result across the board.
It was everything she’d dreamed of and to know that she was finally going to be able to give Devraj the family he so badly wanted—nothing else meant as much to her. It was precisely why she’d called him home early and was currently sitting with his hand in her lap, wondering just what words to use to tell him the big news.
“Hum—hum dono bahot saalon se ek doosre se…pyaar karte aa rahe hai, haina?” She paused before glancing at her husband who looked as if he was very confused by the start of her sentence, “aur bahot mahino se kuch karne ki bhi koshish…you know what I mean,” she mumbled before turning to her husband and burying her face into his chest—needing his comfort right now more than anything.
“Kajal, tum kya kehna chah rahi ho jaan?” He was curious but kept his voice as light as could be despite his worry increasing with every moment that past.
“I think…I think we should take our relationship to the next level. I think we should become parents, and that’s a good thing—kyunki Devraj,” she took his hand and placed it gently on her stomach before continuing, “main finally tumhare baache ki maa ban ne wali hoon.”
It was the best way to tell him and honestly she couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her at his reaction, finally feeling light and happy in that moment because the next couple of months were definitely going to be an experience for both of them.
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