#Love in Nepal
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Photo
Two women promised they would see the Golden Gate Bridge for the first time once they were together. They had no idea how long that would take—bureaucracy, bigotry, and the pandemic stood in their way.
“Love, Interrupted,” Atavist issue no. 154, is now live:
Now 1,100 miles apart, the two women texted and called each other incessantly. Shree wanted more. She knew that Ashwini was on the cusp of an arranged marriage, which had already cost Shree one relationship. “I like you,” she told Ashwini after a few weeks. “But if it’s a no, that’s fine. We should stop talking right now.”
Ashwini wasn’t sure what to do. She knew the risks she faced: Walking away from an arranged marriage would almost certainly require coming out to her parents, and once her orientation was no longer a secret, who knew what kind of condemnation or rejection she might face—personal, professional, or otherwise? Plus, she would have to learn to accept herself for who she was. The alternative, however, was a life without Shree.
A few days after Ashwini’s 30th birthday, she video-called Shree. Looking at Shree’s face, she knew that she was ready to make the leap. Ashwini asked Shree to be her girlfriend.
#longreads#true story#india#nepal#queer pride#queer love#love#love story#lgbtqia#lgbt#gay marriage#pandemic#covid-19#queer#san francisco
2K notes
·
View notes
Link
She wanted to go to the mountains of India, but not in order to mimic the trope she’d seen in movies: Woman retreats into nature and discovers herself. Rather, the trip would be one last chance to escape the weight of having to hide her identity.
How long would you wait for love? For two queer women—one from India, the other from Nepal—the answer was: as long as it takes.
Visit Longreads to read “Love Wins,” an excerpt from the new issue of The Atavist Magazine.
#longreads#journalism#nonfiction#love#relationships#queer#lgbtq#gay marriage#india#nepal#golden gate bridge
601 notes
·
View notes
Text
#thailand#lgbtq#queer#lgbtq community#lgbt pride#lesbian#lgbtqia#nepal#manila#bangkok#taiwan#thai#same sex love#same sex couple#same sex marriage#gay girls#same sex relationships#same sex attraction#yaoi#nonbinary#shounen ai#bl manhwa#manga#bl recommendation
89 notes
·
View notes
Text
Sexy woman in her late 40s walking in the streets of Kathmandu, Nepal
#ai generated#ai photography#lovely breasts#portrait#long hair#woman#large bust#cougar#mature woman#kathmandu#nepal
17 notes
·
View notes
Text
#nepal#royal enfield motorcycle#Himalaya#moto love#motorcycle#motorbike#lifestyle#moto adventure#classic bike#moto life#motorcyclelove#caferacer
53 notes
·
View notes
Photo
Miss Universe Nepal 2022 National Costume: SHAKTI The Divine Feminine
Nepal, a country rich in ancient history and traditions. A country of natural and cultural beauty. A country where divine feminine has been worshipped for centuries. Nepal, the country that transcends Time itself. This year, for our national costume, we take inspiration from Shakti, the fountain of creation, the source of it all. The red color denotes the blood and symbolizes the power of creation. The Trishul / trident represents the trinity of Creation Life and Death. The accessories symbolize the various aspects how our physical body is the yantra or the vehicle to create magic in this universe. This costume reminds us of our own strength. It reiterates the fact that each woman is a boundless source of energy. This costume is here to remind you, your divinity, encourage you to look within and reawaken the Shakti that resides within you. This masterpiece is a celebration of Life Itself.
#miss universe#miss universe nepal#nepal#miss universe 2022#national costume#national costume contest#pageant#i love it#she looks like a painting come to life#but i kind of feel the craftmanship of the trident brings it down a little#especially when compared to the gold of the jewelry#which is stunning
190 notes
·
View notes
Text
S's adventures in attempting to find love this week: (1) Filling in the survey at my tennis club and telling them to put on young people's social tennis nights (and getting my tennis friends to put that too), and (2) navigating Nepalese beauty stores to find some mascara because I forgot mine and what if the love of my life is on my Bhutan trip?
#it's all going well over here#(i need to date someone. the situation is dire)#s narrates her life#adventures in dating#the love of my life was distinctly not on my India/Nepal trip#buuuut I did read that article in world of interiors abkut the couple that met in bhutan and then recreated a Bhutanese house in Colorado#and there were heavy implications that the guy was the kid of a tech billionaire so. im just saying. might as well have the mascara in case.
10 notes
·
View notes
Text
Is it a hot take to say that The Ballad of Klimpaloon is my favourite Love Handel song?
HOW CAN YOU NOT LIKE A BALLAD DEDICATED TO THE LITTLEST GUY OF ALL TIME
AND THEN DURING THE PERFORMANCE HE DANCES
I mean on sheer spectacle alone, this is the best Love Handel song, BUT IT DOESNT STOP THERE
It’s just a good song!!!! It’s about Klimpaloon! It’s silly and ridiculous but the music behind it is just really good!!!
#Klimpaloon#NYANG NYANG NYANG#HES THE MAGICSL OLD TIMEY BATHING SUIT THAT LIVES IN THE HIMALAYAS#they call him Klimpaloon#if you’re between Tibet and Nepal#if you’re quiet you can head the call of Klimpaloon#Candace in the klimpy outfit is so fucking cute#her nyang nyang nyang#tbh it’s a vocal stim of mine#candace flynn#pnf#dwampyverse#phineas and ferb#neurodivergent candace#love handel#Danny#danville#Danville 24 hour music award show#the tristies#pnf doofenshmirtz#heinz doofenshmirtz#canderemy
68 notes
·
View notes
Text
guys I attended all my classes today for the first time in weeks lessgoooooo
#and critical thinking class was so fun we spent the whole class bashing modi and israel#also im 100% my TA AND my profs favourite student im like the only kid whos name they both know#i fucking thrive in humanities courses ive missed them sm#class participation so good ive become the designated person everyone looks at when everyone goes quiet#also we're doing love letters in nepal in sociology and then dravidian kinship im so excited#even if we get 50 page readings every day#liveblogging.pdf
13 notes
·
View notes
Text
Nepal buddha temple 🇳🇵❤️
5 notes
·
View notes
Text
The Fight
Trying to pick up the pace a little bit, but I'm not very good at writing action so this might be a bit clunky. Please excuse me.
Mountain's Peak (Part 1)
Nepal Sanctum (Part 2)
Talk it out (Part 3)
In which we let it all out
Ramattra found his brother exactly where he expected to; Tucked away on the highest roof top of the Monastery's temples, an old withered place few monks visited simply for the egregious amount of single wide stairs clearly poorly placed by the original builders.
"Brother Mondatta is looking for you," Ramattra spoke with no worry of startling his brother, positive Zenyatta had already sensed his approach at least three levels down. The fact that he hadn't run was a good sign.
"He can look a while longer.." Zenyatta replied, relaxing from his curled up position to allow his legs to dangle over the edge of the building.
Ramattra sat himself down beside his brother, taking a moment to appreciate the view. The sun was setting, stars had started to dot the soft pink sky. From this high up, one could truly see on into forever if they desired to.
"You hit the human..." Ramattra finally pressed, giving a glance to Zenyatta, who curled back in on himself slightly.
"I did."
"You said you would only use what I taught you in self defense."
"I did not use what you taught me, dear brother. I used my fist."
Ramattra couldn't help the slight chuckle hearing his elder defend himself so sharply released. If he could still shoot back, then he couldn't be all that tore up about what he'd done.
"Mondatta will expect an apology when we finally return."
"I did nothing to him." Zenyatta once again uncurled himself, his legs once more dangling over the building's edge as he relaxed into the flow of conversation with Ramattra.
"To the human, Brother."
Zenyatta released a loud, dramatic sigh noise, clunking his head into Ramattra's shoulder. "I would rather be placed on cattle clean up for the next 7 years."
Ramattra chuckled once again, "And I would love to assist you with such chores, but that is not Mondatta's way."
"No... I suppose not..." Zenyatta's voice softened as he once more pulled his knee to his chest, placing a hand on the ground next to Ramattra for balance.
Ramattra found his hand placed gently over his brother's, keeping his sensors locked to the stars as he leaned his head atop Zenyatta's.
With the sunrise the brothers would make their way back down to the village, they'd catch Master Mondatta on his way back from his morning meditation, when the monastery is silent and the human is still asleep. Zenyatta would give his apology, and be given laundry duty in return, with Ramattra would happily assist with despite Mondatta's preaching on how one must face their misdoings on their own.
That would all come tomorrow. For tonight, the two sat peacefully on the temple roof top, hands intertwined in a painfully human way, counting stars until the sun arose the next morning.
That stare made everyone in the monastery uncomfortable. Bright red eyes that only ever saw the monks as who they were, what they had been made for, how they'd failed or succeeded at a task that had been forced upon them.
It was sickening.
Across from Zenyatta stood the human, shouldering off thick layers of cloth and robes and scarves until only one remained, tied tightly off at his waist by a cream orange cincture belt. He then removed the thick, straw woven snow boots Mondatta had made for him, stepping bare foot into the chalk drawn circle of the training area, holding his hands up in a ready pose.
He'd kept his eyes locked on Zenyatta, not in a glare of malice, or even his usual annoying fascination, but a neutral look that challenged him without words.
Ramattra's hand grabbed tightly to the back on Zenyatta's upper robe. He was shaking. He was going to stop this.
Zenyatta shoulder off his brother's grasp and the robe along with it, leaving him in only his pants and the red cloth he'd kept tied around his waist.
Stepping into the ring, Zenyatta stood wide and placed his palm against the human's, keeping their gaze locked.
"If you win, I'll leave. Permanently. And I'll tell every human I meet they're not welcome here." Emile spoke evenly, despite the rapid pulse Zenyatta could feel coming from their freezing fleshy hand.
He tilted his head in amusement, "And what will you get if you happen to win?"
This was the sort of confrontation that would usually draw this particular human to tears, so it was quiet the shock to see him hold together while speaking. "You can decide that when it happens."
'When' Zenyatta thought on, wrapping his fingers around the human's small hand. It was cold, and soft, and easily crushable in even the flimsiest of Omnic hands.
"Usually a match is called when one is forced from the ring, but that feels a touch too easy, wouldn't you agree?" The human nodded along with Zenyatta's proposal, "So we keep going until one of us taps, agreed?"
Zenyatta watch the human give a small nod once more
And then kicked them as hard as he could right in the stomach
Emile flew out of the ring, scratching to a stop along the stone flooring. He hacked and coughed, gripping onto his stomach. If he'd eaten anything for the past few days he surly would have hurled it up.
"Get up." Zenyatta spoke from the ring. The human did as commanded, pulling himself up on shaky legs. He did not glare at Zenyatta for landing the first blow, he did not look on in fear for how much stronger his opponent was, he did not bask in awe at how mighty a kick it was. He kept his neutral expression.
And that pissed Zenyatta off worse than anything else.
Blow after blow, the human continued to get back up. Even after he'd started spitting up blood. Even after his glasses were shattered on the stone ground, rendering him near blind. Even after he'd stopped being able to feet his fingers in toes in the cold and after his arm stopped moving and after his ankle had made such a horrible crack and swollen to the size of an orange.
And even after Zenyatta still stood perfectly pristine.
Emile hadn't landed a blow on his opponent. Zenyatta was starting to doubt he was even trying to. Had he even raised his hand once to the monk? Had all he done was stand there and take Zenyatta's blows?
Zenyatta clenched his fists, "Get Up." He demanded, as he had over and over again, to the human laying still on the stone before him. "Get Up and Hit Me."
Emile's form shook as he pushed himself up with only one arm, his white hair dangling before his face, tips red from his own blood. As commanded he got up on shaky legs once more and looked to Zenyatta with those red eyes that pierced into his history, a history he'd been trying so hard to ignore, to hide and run away from.
"Get up." Zenyatta demanded again after landing a hard hit right into the human's nose. It was broken for sure.
Emile did as commanded.
"Brother, that is enough-" Ramattra reached to grab Zenyatta, to put an end to this, but stopped inches away.
"It's not enough..."
The human's voice was ragged, breathless and broken and shaking. He sounded on the brink of death.. He very well might have been.
"It's not... enough...."
Blood mixed with tears down Emile's face, big wet eyes stared at Zenyatta, making the Omnic hesitate.
Ramattra wouldn't dare touch a human, but he made a motion like he was going to either way, "Human you cannot take much more, please just call it-"
"I CAN'T." Emile's voice cracked, he coughed, and took a step just to keep himself from collapsing, "I can't... it's not... enough... yet...."
The human but his hand on his wrist, and Zenyatta found himself mimicking the motion. His finger tips touched delicately at his exposed arm wire, one of many fragile pieces of himself he'd been forced to show to the world after nearly loosing his life before coming here.
He could still feel the human's cold finger tips on it...
"it's not... enough... to... ma...ke up.. for what... i..."
His body was too heavy, everything hurt, and the world was spinning.. In his last few moments of consciousness Emile braced himself for one more cold embrace from the stone steps of the battle field..
And instead found warmth...
#Emile's Writing#In which Zenyatta beats me the fuck up#Ramyatta#In the first half at least... Hinted at any way#That's the INTENTION any way they do have feelings for one another but aren't. Like. Together really#Self insert#Self insert Fanfic#Proselfship#Proship Selfship#Zenyatta#I SHOULD probably actually tag him for these.... but I don't kgdjbkgfkjg I'll get better about that#This was SUPPOSED to be the last chapter of the Nepal Youths arc with Delinquent Zenyatta buuuuuuut#We've got one more to go now and then we can stop having Delinquent Zenyatta#But sensitive fraidy cat Ramattra is staying for a few more chapters because I LOVE HER#Anyway. Thanks for reading if you did!#Sorry the fight's kind of choppy like I said I'm not good at them#But it's necessary#This is one of those things I'd bring up with modern Zenyatta that'd make him want to curl up and explode ksdfjsdk#Genji would not believe me if I told him about this
8 notes
·
View notes
Text
the flag of saskatchewan is one of my favorites to be honest
i have a lot of favorites.
#my ultimate favorite flag probably has to be the flag of nepal#so cool!!! i like bhutan’s and sri lanka’s as well#qatar’s is quite unique (though. similar to bahrain) i like the maroon color#the welsh flag is cool so cool (do you see a pattern with me and flags with dragons/creatures on them)#turkmenistan’s flag is one of the most elaborate in my opinion because of the different rug patterning found on it#but of course there’s a ton of elaborate flags#SORRY. IM RAMBLING#rambling#flags#i love flags#vexillology#i suppose#ash gone silly
7 notes
·
View notes
Text
#Who_got_God_
22 June God Kabir Prakat Diwas
#hindusim#christian quotes#daily devotional#bible reading#christian bible#faith in god#follow jesus#follower of jesus christ#i love jesus#jesusisgod#jesusislord#kabir is real god#kabirisgod#uk#indian#new delhi#nepal#japan#motivation#qutes#religion#allah#hyderabad#india#god#khuda#ramadan islam muslim islamicposts badr madina islam deen quranverses quranbaakhabarsantrampaljisaintrampaljiquotes santrampal#sikh history#sikhism#sikhcommunity
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
#please sign and share#petition#petitions#please sign this petition#please share#please sign#lgbt pride#lgbt#equality#lgbt equality#lgbtq pride#lgbt rights#love wins#love is louder#love is love#same sex marriage#marriage equality#lgbtq community#lgbt community#Nepal#supreme court#politics#political#equal rights#queer community#queer pride#queer rights#stop homophobia#stop hate#stop h8
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
Nepal registers first official same-sex marriage in country
Nepal’s first same-sex marriage in the Himalayan country was registered in a village on Wednesday, officials and activists said.
It came five months after the Supreme Court had issued an interim order allowing such marriages in the largely conservative country.
The marriage between 36-year-old Ram Bahadur (Maya) Gurung, who was born male but identifies as female, and Surendra Pandey, 26, who was born and identifies as male, was formally registered at the Dordi rural municipality office in the Lumjung district in west Nepal, an official said. Pandey said in a phone interview:
“We are both very happy. Like us, all others in our community are happy too.”
The couple have been in a relationship for nine years and got married according to Hindu rituals in 2016 in the capital Kathmandu. Hem Raj Kafle, chief administrative officer of the Dordi rural municipality, said:
“We have issued the marriage registration certificate to the couple in consideration of the Supreme Court order and instructions from relevant government authorities.”
Read more HERE
#world news#world politics#news#nepal#same sex couple#same sex marriage#same sex love#same sex relationships#same sex attraction#marriage#lgbtq community#lgbtqia#lgbtq
4 notes
·
View notes
Text
Chame, Nepal (8600 ft elevation) to Upper Pisang, Nepal (11000 ft elevation)
Hiking Annapurna Circuit Trek Day 1
#Nepal#Himalayas#Chame#day one we hiked from Chame to Upper Pisang#it ended up being about 12 miles and 2500 feet elevation#it was the start of the monsoon season so it was foggy and sometimes rainy but that also meant we had the whole mountains to ourselves#every morning we would start the hike with Hindu and Buddhist prayers since it was the two most prominent religions of Nepal#one things the guide said will always stick with me#we are not climbing and conquering the mountain rather she is letting us in#I love nature and it was the start of an amazing journey
6 notes
·
View notes