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sajid-waseem-u · 1 month
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مائیں میتھوں، رُسیا ،نہ کر
‏ ربّ فیر مینوں منہ نئی لاندا
Maayin Methon’ Russya ‘ Na kar
Rabb Fair Mennu Moun Nai Landa
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simranjeet96 · 4 months
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khudkifavourite · 1 month
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It's been almost 5 years since I'm using this platform and I have never met anyone who was from the same city and guess whattt!!!! I met @shyam-kariya in person todayyyyyy!!!!! He took sometime out from his busy schedule and showed me around the library which was so good!!!!!🍂
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you don't know me if you don't know my love for Punjabi Culture, Punjabi Cinema, Punjabi People & ofcourse Punjabi Food♡♡
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aahanna · 2 months
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AP DHILLON WAS RIGHT
Eh munde paagal ne Saare
(All these boys are insane)
Gallan vaddiyan vadde laare
(big talk and big excuses)
Umar di hauli addiye tu
(You're of young age girl)
Ni bach ke reh
(Beware !!!)
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aashufta-sar · 4 months
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"پھر ملیں گے اگر خدا لایا"
Numberless words for "Goodbye" in every language but my favourite is this one phrase in Persian/Farsi
"به امید دیدار"
that literally translates to "In hopes of seeing you again."
Like Amrita Pritam said
میں تینوں فیر ملاں گی
کِتھے؟ کس طرح؟ پتا نہیں
… پر تینوں ضرور ملاں گی
It’s always goodbye with the mouth and until we meet again with the heart. – Leah Raeder
And When Ahmed Faraz said
جو بھی بچھڑے وہ کب ملے ہیں فرازؔ
پھر بھی تو انتظار کر شاید
Maybe we’ll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now, I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.
Gabrielle Zevin
When Tehzeeb Haafi said
ہم ملیں گے کہیں
اجنبی شہر کی خواب ہوتی ہوئی شاہراؤں پہ
اور شاہراؤں پہ پھیلی ہوئی دھوپ میں
ایک دن ہم کہیں ساتھ ہوں گے
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hey (with the intention of listening to Amrinder Gill together)
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lonelylesbian2 · 2 months
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I remember when I was younger people would ALWAYS make fun of me when I talked about my family because of what I called them. My family is Indian (punjabi to be exact) so I was subject to LOADS of mockery anyway. But when we did family trees in primary school I got laughed at so badly and so many people told me I had the 'wrong' names because my maternal uncle wasn't called 'mama', that was what my mother was called. When I tried to explain that that's what I called them in my culture I got told I was wrong. 8 year old me thought that my family tree was supposed to be filled with my family. What they were called to me. 8 year old me got told I was wrong. My teachers gave me sheets to fill out with 'uncle' and 'aunt' and 'grandma'. I grew up like that and when I was 10 years old we went to go and visit my mums family in Delhi. I called my mothers mum grandma. Now, when I visit I'm older, now I call my mother sister 'mausi', I call people who aren't related to me closely but are still very close 'mausi'. Because that's my culture. I am an only child but I have people I call 'didi', I have people who call me 'didi'. My older relatives call me 'beta'. I am not their daughter, but that is our culture. Now, I don't let anyone tell me what I can and can't call my family. Because they are mine. Now when people ask who's visiting, i tell them my 'chacha'.
I hate that I ever let anyone tell me my culture was wrong, that I had to leave my blood and roots behind in favour of what other people knew. But I was young and that was the reality of it. Everyday, my heart goes out to the little 8 year old girl sitting at the dining table, wishing she could change the colour of her skin and the blood in her veins.
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pmvstump · 1 year
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i’ve been seeing all these discussions of racism in bandom and it just reminds me that i have always felt very alone in bandom because i am very visibly like the only punjabi sikh a lot of ppl on here know (if they even “know” me). despite this, i have also felt solidarity with other south asian fans and other poc. i think i have only seen one other sikh fan of the same bands (specifically in the fob/mcr/pmore/etc realm, not like venturing off to bands that lean more into metal).
what i wanted to say though is that where i felt this support from a lot of other fans of colour, i felt the opposite from white fans. this doesn’t necessarily mean that all white fans are the same but it does mean that all white fans need to actually think about what they’re saying, what they’re agreeing with, and what other white fans they seem to be befriending.
there was a time on here where ppl (white and poc alike) were being genuinely racist about my appearance simply because they did not like me or because i had previously pointed out that they said/did something homophobic. yet, instead of ppl pointing out that what they were saying was racist, i saw ppl turn around and mock me for blocking these ppl (saying i was creating a “bubble” for myself). or they decided to dissect every part of who i am and continue to mock me after i had pointed out that these ppl were being racist. i blocked at least a hundred ppl for spreading/liking posts where they completely derailed what had actually happened. i had to spend time away from here so they’d just forget about it, but i did not receive a single apology for this.
my point is, solidarity does not mean SHIT if you don’t look into things carefully. i do not want to see any more poc on here get ostracized for defending themselves, especially when the ppl who are bullying them are white and/or don’t understand the context besides a “funny” post they saw on their dash. please do better, not just in the treatment of the poc you’re fans of, but in the treatment of fans of colour too.
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aasthaa30 · 8 months
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What the hell is "I can't live without you" just say "tere bina saas bhi kaach si, kaach si, kaate kaate re"
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ruskandruskin · 2 months
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it's always “lemme ping her line” and not “kade milke betho, gal kriye pyar di”
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lilithism1848 · 4 months
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khaperai · 1 year
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Worshippers at Badshahi Mosque, Lahore on Eid day 1967
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dildaaronkiduniya · 1 year
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Planted myself in the Louvre.
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khudkifavourite · 3 months
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▪︎ waiting for someone to sing Mi Amor for me👉🏻👈🏻
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aahanna · 2 months
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Once , Honey Singh said :
Kudiye ni tere brown rang ne, munde patt te ni saare mere town de
Koi kamm utte jaave na roti paani khaave na
Gori gori kudiyan nu koi munh laave na
Translation :
Hey girl, your brown complexion, has transfixed boys throughout my town.
No one's attending work, no one's touching their meals.
No one's paying attention to fair-skinned girls anymore
(brown rang lyrics)
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theslytherinskin · 8 months
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Bharat
That name has almost no meaning anymore. India is all people talk of today. Indian developments, indian food, indian culture.
But when will we realize that by giving so much respect to India, we forget its true origins? India isn't even the correct name.
India was only ever called so because of the British, due to the Indus river, which THEY NAMED. Bharat is the name that we gave ourselves, and it should be used. Whenever one says India, they reference the name given to us by the British, who brutally enslaved many of the people, and attempted to whitewash our culture.
Call India by it's true name. Bharat.
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