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mayank56 · 3 months ago

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Meet Dr. Rajkumar Mantri: Expert in Oral and Maxillofacial Surgery

Introduction

Meet Dr. Rajkumar Mantri, a highly skilled and recognized Oral and Maxillofacial Surgeon dedicated to providing exceptional dental care. His journey in the field of dentistry is both revealing and inspiring, marked by extensive education, hands-on training, and a passion for teaching. Let's unveil the essential aspects of his career and expertise.

Educational Background

Dr. Rajkumar Mantri's educational journey is impressive and comprehensive. Here are the key milestones:

2011: Earned BDS (Bachelor of Dental Surgery) degree from Modern Dental College and Research Center in Indore, MP.

2016: Completed Masters in Oral and Maxillofacial Surgery (MDS) from Darshan Dental College and Hospital in Udaipur, Rajasthan.

Additional Qualification: Holds a diploma in Immediate Functional Loading from Maharaja Vinayak Global University in Jaipur, Rajasthan.

Professional Expertise

Recognized as an expert in his field, Dr. Rajkumar Mantri's professional credentials are remarkable:

IF Teacher and IF Master: Achieved in Immediate Loading from Munich, Germany, highlighting his expertise in advanced dental implantology techniques.

Director: Leads Kavyanjali Dental Clinic and Academy, and Kavyanjali Dental Material, employing proven strategies to deliver top-notch dental care and training.

Clinical Practice

Dr. Rajkumar Mantri's clinical practice spans multiple locations and extensive teaching:

Practices in Udaipur and Manasa, Neemuch Madhya Pradesh.

Conducted over 15 workshops focusing on implants and general dentistry.

Trained 10 BDS doctors at his academy, imparting essential tips and techniques to the next generation of dental professionals.

Special Interests

Dr. Rajkumar Mantri's special interests include Pterygoid Implants, particularly in their fixation and osseointegration of bone. His innovative approach ensures that his patients receive the ultimate care, with a clear focus on achieving the best possible outcomes.

Affiliations

Dr. Rajkumar Mantri is affiliated with several prestigious organizations:

Member of the Association of Oral and Maxillofacial Surgeons of India (AOMSI).

Member of the Indian Society of Oral Implantologists (ISOI).

Fellow and Member of the International Congress of Oral Implantologists (ICOI).

Masterclass Certification

On May 30th, 2022, Dr. Rajkumar Mantri completed the Masterclass in Immediate Loading. This certification, awarded by the International Implant Foundation in Munich, Germany, includes authorization to use Corticobasal® Implants and the Technology of the Strategic Implant®. This advanced training has further boosted his ability to provide cutting-edge dental implant solutions.

Additional Training and Certifications

Dr. Rajkumar Mantri's commitment to excellence is evident in his additional training and certifications:

March 1 - April 15, 2015: Rotation in the Surgical Oncology Department at The Gujarat Cancer and Research Institute, gaining valuable insights into oncology-related dental procedures during MDS.

September 10 - October 9, 2015: Fellow in Training at GS Memorial Plastic Surgery Hospital and Trauma Centre, where he observed and assisted in numerous cleft lip and palate surgeries, mastering the principles of cleft surgery, including examination, evaluation of defects, surgical planning, and postoperative care during MDS.

One-year Senior Residentship: Completed at RNT Medical College.

Senior Lecturer: Served at RR Dental College.

Conclusion

Dr. Rajkumar Mantri's commitment to excellence in dental care, coupled with his advanced training and extensive teaching experience, has made him a trusted name in Oral and Maxillofacial Surgery. At Kavyanjali Dental Clinic and Academy, you can expect comprehensive and cutting-edge treatment delivered with dedication and care. His expertise, combined with a clear and concise approach to patient care, ensures that every patient receives the ultimate dental experience.

For more information or to book an appointment, visit Kavyanjali Dental Clinic and Academy today.

Address: Talesara Residency, 13-14, A Rd, near J.K. Hospital, Bhupalpura, Bhopalpura, Udaipur, Rajasthan 313001 Phone: 7740859567

Dr. Rajkumar Mantri looks forward to helping you achieve optimal dental health and unveiling a brighter smile.

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starhospitaludaipurraj · 2 years ago

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leagueofbane · 7 years ago

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“That boy in your room... Is Talia his mother?”

Bane and Barsad interrogate Nyssa, in this next installment of my fic THE DEMON’S LEGACY.

This story is also available at Ao3 and FanFiction.net.

Chapter 10

“Show me your hands,” the man with the pistol growled, his English tinged with a Greek accent.

In those first seconds after Nyssa had felt the barrel press against her skull, several things flew through her mind. First, she wondered how the hell the man had snuck up on her without her detection. Sure, the hallway was carpeted, but normally that wouldn’t have foiled her. Second, she considered trying to disarm him but just as quickly decided against it. The El Fadils employed only the best men; he would be expecting resistance, even if she was a woman in a dupatta. And, finally, she wanted nothing more than to know who was with Henri on the other side of the door in front of her; if she overpowered this man and fled, she might never get her answers. So she remained frozen in place, lifting her hands in surrender.

The man backed away. “Turn around. Slowly. Stay on your knees.”

As she obeyed, he switched on the tactical light affixed to his handgun, blinding her.

“Sir,” he raised his voice. “It’s Davos. We have a situation out here. I’ve apprehended an intruder.” To Nyssa, he said, “Move away from the door,” then maneuvered between it and his prisoner. “You have signed your own death warrant, woman.”

A moment later, the door opened and the largest man she had ever seen stood on the threshold. The tactical light blazing in her eyes, as well as the room lights silhouetting him, robbed her of detecting anything other than his height.

When the newcomer spoke, it was with incongruous calm but also with a faint hint of anger. “Is this the woman you have been surveilling?”

“Yes, sir.”

“How has she ended up at my very door?”

Another door opened, this one a short distance further down the hallway, on the opposite side. A man wearing only dark boxer shorts glided toward her in a defensive posture, aiming a Glock at her. He had a sinewy build, coiled and ready for action. The light from her captor’s gun reflected in a sniper’s eye—diamond-sharp, unblinking, frigid.

“What the hell is this?” the sniper asked.

“It would appear,” the big man rumbled with that deadly equanimity, “Davos has allowed the subject of his surveillance to make her way to my door. I was just asking him how this occurred.”

“One of Nashir’s men brought her to his room. I allowed it, knowing she would tip her hand if she was really up to something, like Abrams expected. Obviously we were right. Rest assured, sir, I would never have allowed her to have gotten any farther.”

“Search her for weapons, brother,” the big man said to the sniper. “You may stop blinding her now, Davos.”

“But, sir, she will see your face—”

“It is of no consequence. She will be dead soon.”

“Hello, doll lady.” Henri’s bright voice surprised everyone just as Davos switched off his weapon’s light.

In the instant before the big man snatched the boy out of sight beyond the door, Nyssa recognized the child from the bazaar. Dressed in Spiderman pajamas, Henri smiled at her, broad and innocent, as if her presence there was expected and the guns aimed at her nonexistent.

“Shit,” the sniper muttered as Henri’s protests receded deeper into the large room.

“It’s the doll lady, Papa Baba!”

“Hush, boy. Did I not tell you to stay in the bathroom?”

“But, why? I don’t hafta go potty.”

Nyssa heard a door close somewhere in the room. But then a new voice, coming from down to her right, captured her attention as the hallway lights flashed on. A middle-aged man hurried toward them, also armed with a pistol, his graying hair wild from sleep. Barefooted, he wore a belted burgundy robe and a scowl on his craggy, hare-lipped face.

“What the hell is this?” he demanded, voice gravelly.

The sniper never looked away from Nyssa as he answered, “It appears you were right about our pretty friend here.”

“How the fuck did she end up here, Davos?”

Before Davos could answer, the big man had returned to the doorway, providing Nyssa with her first real look at him, and what she saw stunned her. Those eyes, coupled with his great size and muscle-bound physique, dressed in a tight white tank top and loose, drawstring pants…no one who had ever seen him would forget him, and though the absence of his horrible mask might mislead some, she was not one of them. All those months he had occupied Gotham, his face had been plastered on television screens every day, all around the world. No matter where Nyssa was, she had seen that face time and time again, that face with those intense, restless dark eyes that rarely blinked, that exuded charisma. As a mercenary, she could easily understand why men followed him. He had that rare quality of visionary leadership.

She remembered several months before the Gotham siege had begun, when word had been sifting through the mercenary networks that someone powerful was building an army. She had considered answering the call, mainly out of curiosity, but also because it was said this powerful man had the ability to pay well. But she had been entangled in a prior commitment at the time that she could not back out of, not if she valued her life. Then when the occupation had happened, she figured Bane was the one behind the previous job opportunity, and a part of her wished she had found a way to be included in his ranks, if for nothing else than the crazy audacity of it all. The man’s boldness and self-confidence, his florid speeches, and frightening sexiness captured her attention and held it for five months. Her husband had not approved.

Now here she was, staring into the eyes of Gotham’s Reckoning. And he was father to a boy with Talia’s eyes. If Bane had survived, why couldn’t have Talia? Wasn’t Henri proof? Was she in this very palace?

Davos never got the chance to answer the hare-lip’s question, for Bane took over.

“Abrams, I want you to take Henri to Maysam’s room. Stay with them until Barsad or I come to you.”

Barsad! The sniper. Of course! Nyssa studied the scruffy face with its deceptively-sleepy eyes of ice blue. Still with Bane. Such loyalty. It would be the same with all his men. How could it be otherwise with someone as magnetic? To see Bane on television was one thing, but being in his presence gave Nyssa a whole new perspective. He was both terrifying and mesmerizing all at once. And though it was obvious he had had reconstructive surgery on his face, the fading scars left behind by the surgeon’s knife failed to detract from his astoundingly attractive features.

“Take Sanjana with you, Abrams,” Barsad said.

“Davos,” Bane said. “Alert my men and Abrams’s. Have them sweep the palace and the compound. And tell Nashir I want to talk to his man, the one she slept with.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Barsad, search this woman for weapons, then take her to the infirmary. I will be there shortly.”

“What’re you gonna do with her?” Abrams asked from where he stood just inside Bane’s suite.

When Bane opened the bathroom door to free his son, Henri bolted into his arms.

“Papa Baba!”

Bane hoisted him onto his hip.

“Where’s the doll lady?”

“She had to leave.”

“Why?”

“That’s not important. What’s important is that you go with Uncle Abrams for now. He’s taking you to sleep with Jiddah.”

“Wanna sleep with you.”

“I’ll come get you shortly. But I want you to try to sleep while you are waiting for me.”

“Where you go?”

“I’m going to see our lady friend off.”

“I come?”

“No. I just told you—Abrams is taking you to Jiddah.”

“Wanna go with you.”

Bane’s jaw tightened, revealing some of his tension, and Henri seemed to sense the need for obedience, for the questions stopped. He allowed Bane to hand him to Abrams, who had tucked his pistol into the pocket of his robe.

“Do not forget Sanjana,” Bane said. “Do your best to keep the women calm. I will not be long.”

“I’m sorry about Davos,” Abrams grumbled. “How the hell he let that woman—”

“His plan had merit. He allowed her to tip her hand, and now this will come to a quick end.”

“Let’s hope so.”

Bane followed Abrams and Henri back into the hallway, then headed to the room that had served as an infirmary. It was there that he had recuperated from his life-threatening injuries suffered at the end of the Gotham siege, and it was also where his son had been born, and where Barsad’s child would be birthed as well.

When he stepped inside the infirmary, he found Nyssa in a wooden chair, her hands bound behind her with cloth strips torn from her dupatta. Her seeming lack of fear struck him and warned him that she must indeed be skilled. Barsad stood near, vigilant and rumpled, looking particularly displeased by being awakened.

Bane loomed over Nyssa, waited for her to flinch or show some other sign of trepidation, but she remained staring at him as if looking for an answer to some question. She was a beautiful woman, with a dark complexion that came from her breeding, not simply from the harsh Rajasthan sun. Slightly slanted chocolate eyes matched her long hair. Her pert nose and well-shaped lips reminded him of Talia.

“Who do you work for?” Bane asked.

“No one, not right now anyway.”

“I will caution you against lying to us. We know who your mother is, and we will not hesitate to punish her unless you are compliant.”

Now a hint of emotion but more anger than fear in the tightening of her squarish jaw.

“If you work for no one,” Bane continued, “then what business does an unemployed mercenary have skulking about this palace?”

“I’ll answer your question, but first you have to answer one of my own.”

Barsad said, “No one’s asking questions here but us, sister.”

Bane held up a hand toward his lieutenant. “I will indulge her, brother, but only for a moment.” Normally he would have agreed with Barsad, but there was something intriguing about this woman. She had a bold gleam in her eyes that he had only seen in one other woman. “Ask your question, and be quick about it, woman.”

“That boy in your room… Is Talia his mother?”

Every muscle in Bane’s body went rigid. Out of the vast range of questions he had expected to hear, this had not been one of them. His first instinct was to kill this woman; his twitching fingers ached to do it. But he immediately stilled his telltale tic, knew Nyssa had noted it. The confidence in her eyes spoke of her superior training; not League level, but formidable nonetheless. She knew such a blunt question so soon in this dance would take him completely off-guard and shake him to his core, and it had succeeded.

The moment Nyssa asked the question, Bane felt Barsad’s own shock, like an electric charge arcing between them. For only an instant, Barsad’s gaze flashed at him before returning to their prisoner. Then the sniper took one step and placed the muzzle of the pistol against Nyssa’s temple. Still the woman refused to flinch, her analyzing stare never leaving Bane.

“Henri has Talia’s eyes,” Nyssa continued. “Such a sweet child. Intelligent beyond his age, too.”

The Glock pressed even harder, causing her head to tilt slightly. Barsad was waiting for the word from his commander.

“Is she here? I’m guessing not, otherwise she’d probably be in this room with us. She is your boss, after all; at least she was in Gotham. Did you see the tabloids after Gotham? All the speculation about your relationship with her. I must admit, I read them. Beauty and the beast. Headlines like that.”

Bane tried to keep from clenching his jaw. He measured out the words, “Why are you here?”

“Uh-uh-uh,” she chided in a singsong voice. “I told you I would only answer your question if you answered mine, and you haven’t.”

“This isn’t a game, bitch,” Barsad growled.

“You won’t pull that trigger,” Nyssa smoothly said. “Not without your boss’s permission.”

“Surely you know we have ways to extract information from you,” Bane said. “The choice is yours—die quickly now or die painfully later.”

“If you’re going to kill me one way or the other, what harm is there in answering my question? There’s really no need for unpleasantries. I’ll tell you everything you want to know right now, but only if you answer my question.”

“Don’t believe her,” Barsad said. “She’ll just lie.”

“Lies won’t get me what I want,” Nyssa said with a scornful glance at Barsad. “I would’ve just come to the palace in broad daylight to ask you my questions, but I knew I’d never get past the gate, and no one would ever confirm the presence of Gotham’s Reckoning, of course.”

Her knowledge of his identity, even without the mask, failed to surprise him, but it did alarm him to think that, if someone had indeed hired her, they might somehow know he lived. Or was her mission simply to ascertain that?

“So I came into the palace this way,” Nyssa continued, “to find out on my own. And don’t be too hard on stupid Ra’id; he was just thinking with his dick. Men are so easily manipulated by even the slimmest hope of getting laid.” She grinned slightly at Bane. “Is that what Talia did to you? It appears it worked, for both of you.”

Bane’s desire to snap this insolent woman’s neck surged again. But why was she baiting him when she knew what he could do to her? It was that mystery that stayed his hand.

“Perhaps,” Bane rumbled, “you have read one too many tabloids.”

“I said I read them; doesn’t mean I believed them.”

“And what is it you do believe?”

She hesitated only a moment. “I believe that boy in your room is your son, and Talia is the mother. It’s easy enough to see the resemblance to both of you. I heard you talking to him through the door, comforting him in bed. Only a father would do that.”

“And if your speculation were true, what would that mean to you? If you wish harm to the child, I can assure you that will never happen.”

“I’m not here for the boy. He was just a breadcrumb that led me here.”

Barsad muttered, “My trigger finger is getting itchy, brother.”

Bane waited for Nyssa’s answer to his question, but she raised an arched eyebrow to remind him of her terms.

“You say you work for no one,” Bane said. “Then why are you here? Some strange fan of the League, are you? Perhaps you wish to join us?”

“You’re getting warmer. Just answer my question and I’ll tell you.”

Bane hesitated. The woman was right—there was no danger in revealing Talia to her, for she would be dead soon; he would kill her himself. No sense in prolonging this play. He needed to allay Maysam’s fears. No doubt she was beside herself with concern for Henri’s safety. And causing anxiety for Sanjana was dangerous at this stage of her pregnancy. That would be another factor behind Barsad’s eagerness to end this interrogation.

“I will confirm your suspicions,” Bane said. “Talia is Henri’s mother. And now you will answer my questions. Why are you here?”

Nyssa’s eyes widened slightly at his revelation, and for a moment she seemed unable to speak. But she recovered quickly. “You asked me if I wanted to join the League.”

“No women are allowed in our ranks.”

“I aspire to something higher than being in the rank and file. Something I’m entitled to by birth.”

Barsad had eased the muzzle of his pistol away from Nyssa’s temple and now glanced at Bane in bemusement.

“Speak plainly, woman. You waste my time with these games.”

A slow smile spread Nyssa’s lips. “The eldest offspring of Rā’s al Ghūl claims rights to the Demon Head.”

Something cold drifted down Bane’s spine.

“There is no ‘eldest’ offspring,” Barsad said. “Talia is his only child.”

Nyssa almost laughed. “Do you really think someone like Henri Ducard impregnated only one woman in his lifetime?” She eyed him. “How many little Barsads are running around Gotham right now?” She scoffed. “You know the story of Henri Ducard after he met Melisande. But obviously you don’t know the story before he met her.”

Bane’s fingers twitched with the desire to silence this woman, but if what she was intimating was true, he needed to know all.

“Why don’t you enlighten us?” Bane said coldly, crossing his arms.

“I’d be happy to. I’ve waited a long time. But Talia will want to hear it. Why don’t I wait for her?”

“I will relay your tale, if I feel it relevant.”

“Oh, it’s relevant, all right, big guy. You can even call it life-changing.”

“Get on with it,” Barsad grumbled.

Nyssa studied Barsad. “You know, after Gotham, some of the villagers whispered that the Masked Man’s second-in-command was the same man who was once in charge of Siddig El Fadil’s security. Of course they’d never speak of it to any outsiders because they knew that could prove fatal for them. Your being here now…well, maybe those rumors were true. The El Fadils owe you maybe, so they let you hide out here.”

“I’d advise you,” Bane said, “not to antagonize Barsad. He can be quite surly, as you can see, when his rest has been rudely disturbed.”

Nyssa flashed Barsad a brief grin before turning back to Bane. “When Henri Ducard worked for Siddig El Fadil, he would come to the village, just as Ra’id Tahan does, and seek out female company. After all, what woman could safely refuse someone from the palace?”

“So,” Barsad said cynically, “you’re accusing Rā’s al Ghūl of rape?”

“No. Well, he may have forced himself on someone, but if he did, no one spoke of it. No, he had a reputation for being morally superior to Siddig’s other men. Maybe that’s why she foolishly fell in love with him.”

“Who?” Barsad asked.

Nyssa’s stare grew sharp, thrusting into Bane’s eyes like a dagger. “My mother.”

Bane never looked away from her, even as the chill spread through him, like the cruel winds that used to howl around his old mountain home. Again, he felt Barsad’s searching gaze.

“My mother had no husband, and her parents had both died. She was desperate for money but didn’t want to be a whore. He noticed her, though; she was a pretty girl.” Nyssa shrugged. “Maybe he felt sorry for her because of her situation and the gossip in the village about her not having a husband. So he started coming around, talking to her, flattering her. She fell for him, and eventually he got what he wanted—a good fuck. He was probably mooning over Melisande the whole time. Once those two hooked up, he never came around again. When my mother found out she was pregnant, she tried to get word to him, but who knows if the men at the palace gate ever told him? They just laughed at her. It wasn’t much later that my mother heard of his exile.” Nyssa scowled. “Money came shortly after that. Maybe it came from him. Maybe it came from the palace. More came, enough to sustain my mother and then me. Eventually the money stopped, but by then my mother had learned to make her own way.”

Nyssa’s eyes had grown black with resentment. Bane remembered looking into a mirror years ago, after his own exile, after Henri Ducard had discarded him, as he had discarded Diya Panjabi, and he had seen the same resentment on his own face.

“When I was older, I met a man from the palace, too, just like my mother did. He was my escape from here. We left together. He promised me adventure and a whole new world. He trained me. You can imagine what his price was. I did what it took to survive and learn, to thrive and to support my mother. Later I met my husband among the ranks of mercenaries.” She shrugged one shoulder, trying to portray indifference, but Bane read pain, not a deep pain, but pain nonetheless, the pain of being cast-off…again. “He’s gone now, and I came back to take care of my sick mother. And then I saw Maysam with that little boy. You can imagine how intrigued I was those years ago when I learned that I had a younger sister, so when I saw Henri and his big blue eyes…well, something just clicked.”

Bane turned away from her, needing to break her stare so he could think clearly. Slowly he walked toward the door, paused there, tapped a finger against his lips.

“Can I shoot her now, brother?”

“If you don’t believe who I say I am,” Nyssa said without urgency, “have a DNA test done.”

Bane turned back toward her. “And if such a test proves your lineage, then what? You think you will become Demon Head of the League?”

“It’s my birthright.”

Barsad laughed harshly. “You think joining the League is as simple as that? You may have skills, but you don’t have our skills. Talia was trained by her father, groomed and honed for years before she took over after his death. Bane, let’s just kill her and end this bullshit.”

“No, brother. I’m afraid it’s not that simple.” Bane drew near to Nyssa again. Now the gleam in her eyes reflected triumph. How many years had she waited for this moment? “We will indeed have her DNA tested. Then we will know for sure if this is a fairy tale or not. I will send Abrams to you. Do what is necessary, then have a room prepared downstairs for her. Assign two of our brothers to guard her.”

Nyssa scowled. “I want to see Talia.”

Bane started for the door. “If you are who you claim to be, perhaps I will grant your request. But that decision is not mine to make. For now, you will be our guest.”

“Prisoner, you mean.”

“Call it what you like. Be thankful you are alive.”

“At least get word to my mother that I’m all right. She’ll be worried. She’s not well.”

“See to it, Barsad.”

#Bane #Barsad #Nyssa al Ghul #Talia al Ghul #fanfic #The Demon's Legacy #Baniac

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big-eater-queen · 7 years ago

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Got tagged by @pandykae and decided that for once in my life I'd get it done properly!

Thanks~

Rules: Answer these ninety-two statements and tag twenty people.

LAST:

1. Drink: coooold water! 2. Phone call: My friend this morning to tell me she wouldn't make it to the first hour of class 3. Text message: Ya sorry 4. Song you last listened to: Phantom theif F’s scenario (yes I'm as into vocaloid as ever!) 5. Time you cried: hmm around a week ago I think?

HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice: to get two strikes, you need to get one first 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: wait I kissed someone?? 8. Been cheated on: more like cheated from lol (it was a test) 9. Lost someone special: hmm nah.

10. Been depressed: I'm not sure actually...

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: no and don't plan to.

LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS: 12-14. Lilac, teal and that lamp flame orange

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: yessssss 16. Fallen out of love: is love tasty? 17. Laughed until you cried: oh definitely! Just almost two weeks ago actually 18. Found out someone was talking about you: yep but it was a person who treated me super badly in the past so idc 19. Met someone who changed you: eh,.. not quite sure 20. Found out who your friends are: like.. who to trust? Then yep definitely! 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: eh.. what?

General: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: I don't have a Facebook 😂 23. Do you have any pets: nopeeee 24. Do you want to change your name: For western people who can't pronounce my name properly I might give an alternative. 25. What did you do for your last birthday: ate grilled fish!!! 🤤🤤 now I'm hungry again tch 26. What time did you wake up: 7:30 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: fooling around on bato.to I think.. 28. Name something you can’t wait for: Saturday!! I'll be able to attend Japanese class again! 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: Couple of hours ago 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: the person I sat next to on the very first day of college 31. What are you listening to right now: the fan whirring 32. Have you ever talked to someone named Tom: never met a tom

33. Something that is getting on your nerves: how I keep running out of travel money 34. Most visited website: tumblr I guess

LOST QUESTIONS. I JUST PUT IN RANDOM INFO ABOUT ME (I'm to sleeeepy to make up questions im sorreeee): 35. Mole(s): Nope 36. Mark(s): remains of really bad mosquito bites 37. Childhood dream: I wanna be a fairy! 38. Hair color: Brownish black? 39. Long or short hair: short but it's growing steadily 40. Do you have a crush on someone: Lol nah 41. What do you like about yourself: how people are happy to confide in me 42. Piercings: have had them since I was a baby but my right ear keeps giving me greif over how quickly I closes itself up 43. Blood Type: A+ 44. Nickname: Queenie, Miny, Darshi, Darshu, Kung fu panda and most recently; sad panda 45. Relationship status: wot is this relationship thing you youngsters speak of? 46. Zodiac: Pisces technically by both the western and Tamil zodiac! 47. Pronouns: She/her 48. Favorite show: I dunno *shrug emoji* 49. Tattoos: Cool but other than the super rare henna tattoos none. 50. Right or left hand: right! 51. Surgery: don't think I've ever had one.. 52. Hair dyed in a different color: hairs to thin for it right now so maybe someday. 53. Sport: “"how much can you sleep in class without getting caught” 54. Vacation: I think it was the trip to Rajasthan a few years ago? 55. Pair of trainers: ???

MORE GENERAL: 56. Eating: Nothin cause I actually should be sleeping 57. Drinking: water? 59. I’m about to: hit this mosquito that's been biting me for a while now 60. Waiting for: a lifetime 61. Want: a proper sleep schedule 62. Get married: no thank you! 63. Career: dunno. (Note : this is not what a second year college student ought to say)

WHICH IS BETTER: 64. Hugs or kisses: hugs! 65. Lips or eyes: Eyes I guess 66. Shorter or taller: Short cause it's fun to tease them and lean on them in general 67. Older or younger: Younger?

68. Nice arms or nice stomach: Uh... 69. Sensitive or loud: sensitive: ? 70. Hook up or relationship: neither! 71. Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant and doubting all the way!

HAVE YOU EVER: 72. Kissed a stranger: No no no. 73. Drank hard liquor: see #11 74. Lost glasses/contact lenses: Yes! I lost a pair of glasses to the ocean once. 75. Turned someone down: saying my parents don't allow me is my default excuse I s2g 76. Sex on the first date: need a relationship for that first so never 77. Broken someone’s heart: Lmao more like no ones interested in me anyway 78. Had your heart broken: ??

79. Been arrested: hah? 80. Cried when someone died: yeah... 81. Fallen for a friend:so long ago...

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 82. Yourself: Meh 83. Miracles: Sure! 84. Love at first sight: Eh... 85. Santa Claus: Never did 86. Kiss on the first date: Hah?

OTHER: 87. Current best friend name: *secret* 88. Eye color: daaark brown

89. Favorite movie: lilo and stitch is current,y my favourite

90. Hobby: Drawing and reading books! 91. Favorite book: prophecy of the stones! It's like my comfort story! 92. Did you have fun?: yep yep~

Not gonna tag anyone so if you see this on your dash do it!!

#thanks !

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dangerouslycasualchild · 7 years ago

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92 Statements.

Tagged by : @flakandforay. Thank you for the tag sweetie!

Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people.

THE LAST:

Drink : Red Bull Phone call : Dad Text message : texting one of my boy as friend how I am dying due to work load. You are after that cutie!! hahah. And after all that here i am doing this tag. hahah Song you listened to: Years and years - Desire. Time you cried: I don’t really remember. A month maybe? yea i’ve grown tougher.

HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice: Not at all. 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Yes. 8. Been cheated on: Yes. 9. Lost someone special: yes and it’s really painful. 10. Been depressed: Yep. 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: No. I am a pretty good drinker? I can handle drinks well and not even get drunk easily. haha. LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS: 12. Black 13. White 14. Grey and unique colours that catch my eye. rather be light shades or dark. *they are four.haha. rulebreaker meh*

THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 5. Made new friends: Yes. 16. Fallen out of love: Nope. Did not fall in love yet. 17. Laughed until you cried: Yes!! Even yesterday i did. I am a meme. 18. Found out someone was talking about you: Yea. Not something surprising. lmao 19. Met someone who changed you: Uhn, not really. 20. Found out who your friends are: Yes. Every friend i think is a blessing for me usually ends up stabbing my back. hahah. But I have some real good friends too!! 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: Does my ex count? he is still in my fb list. Lol. Like I don’t even have the time to unfriend that little peice of shit. hah.

GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: Only few? Half either my juniors or seniors. So not really friends. 23. Do you have any pets: Yes! 2 Persian cats! 24. Do you want to change your name: Nah. When i end up doing something embarrassing then, yea might think about it. ahah 25. What did you do for your last Birthday: Long drive. 26. What time did you wake up: 9:00 am. I am not a morning person. Sorry. 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Working my ass off -_- 28. Name something you can’t wait for: Work to be finished so i get paid. lol. 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: 4:00 pm she out with her friend now. 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: My weight (i am on it) and enochlophobia. 31. What are you listening right now: my cousin screaming so loud cause she saw a ghost on tv, while flipping through channels. Lord bless her, she elder to me! 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Nah. 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: Work!! 34. Most visited Website: Google xD, You tube, Freelancer (my worksite. lol)

LOST QUESTIONS. I JUST PUT IN RANDOM INFO ABOUT ME

35. Moles: yes I have many to keep a count. have two beauty ones on my chubby and not so beautiful face. haha

36. Marks: Stretchmarks? Do they count. yep.

37. Childhood dream: Doctor.

38. Haircolor: Jet black bruh.

39. Long or short hair: Short now :(

40. Do you have a crush on someone: Nope. not at all. Done with it.

41. What do you like about yourself: At least i am pretty cute. haha.

42. Piercings: ear, which are now kinda closed. yep.

43. Bloodtype: AB+

44. Nickname: Pika, Pikaboo, pikachu etc.

45. Relationship status: Single as a pringle (i am keep this the same this cool.lmao)

46. Zodiac: Virgo

47. Pronouns: she/her

48. Favorite TV Show: Lucifer, bajirao (Indian tv show) these are the one’s i am watching atm, otherwise my list gonna go on and on.

49. Tattoos: Yep. One on my wrist.

50. Right or left hand: Right.

51. Surgery: None yet. thank lord.

52. Hair dyed in different color: I am so tempted but no.

53. Sport: Badminton?

55. Vacation: been long. Though I went to Delhi and Rajasthan last.

56. Pair of trainers: None :(

MORE GENERAL: 57. Eating: Had some chips 58. Drinking: Coffeeeee!!!!! Caffeine is my drug.

59. I’m about to: Work Work Work :(

61. Waiting for: The end of work work work.

62. Want to finish my: WORKKK!!!! 63. Get married: yep i will. I need to be pampered!! 64. Career: I am a student.

WHICH IS BETTER 65. Hugs or kisses: hugs !! kisses are good to, but i am single so *sobs* 66. Lips or eyes: Lips. 67. Shorter or taller: Taller 68. Older or younger: Older 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: Arms 71. Sensitive or loud: Sensitive 72. Hook up or relationship: Relationship (not a serious one will do) 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: Troublemaker?

HAVE YOU EVER: 74. Kissed a stranger: Nope. 75. Drank hard liquor: Once. yes. 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: yes! i lost one of my glasses from my frame during rainy season!lmao I was searching for it with my flashlight and water was errwhere. In the end had to give up and get a new one ._. how did tht single shit just drop off.lol. 77. Turned someone down: Yea. 78. Sex on the first date: Virgin. 79. Broken someone’s heart: *classic idk* but maybe yep. 80. Had your heart broken: Yes. 81. Been arrested: nah bruh. i’d be homeless xD 82. Cried when someone died: No. i don’t like cry really I just get lost idk. I do cry after a lot of days, that to not much. 83. Fallen for a friend: yeah.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: yes. 85. Miracles: yes 86. Love at first sight: Not at all 87. Santa Claus: No 88. Kiss on the first date: If we good 89. Angels: yep ;) want to heheh.

OTHER: 90. Current best friends name: Don’t wanna name.

91. Eyecolor: Black

92. Favorite movie: I did not there were going to be life and death questions! You gon do this to me now ;( hehehe

Imma tag people I follow. No pressure peeps.

@that-girl-who-is-in-ravenclaw @saintminyoongi @bulletproofwhalien @baekhyunstolemyeyeliner @xdirectionxinfectionx @bangtans-baby @jisoo-actor @silyol-blog @sweetsugars @jiminie-daddy @jiminniemouse @venomfame @dose-of-mulitfandom If anyone else stumbles upon this and wishes to do it feel free <3

#Taebae #tags #92 problems #my post

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