#best of lata mangeshkar

[sixofstories]

Went to see the dev anand re-releases and my god.... Guide. waheeda rehman. Dev anand. Lata mangeshkar. Mohammed Rafi. Kishore kumar. S.D.Burman. Vijay Anand. I love all of you.

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

Lata Mangeshkar & Udit Narayan - Are Re Are 1997

Dil To Pagal Hai (The Heart Is Crazy) is a 1997 Indian Hindi-language musical romance film directed by Yash Chopra. The film stars Shah Rukh Khan, Madhuri Dixit, Karisma Kapoor and Akshay Kumar. Made on a budget of ₹90 million (US$2.48 million), which includes print and advertising costs, Dil To Pagal Hai grossed over ₹710 million (US$19.55 million) worldwide, becoming the highest-grossing film of the year.

The soundtrack of Dil To Pagal Hai includes 10 songs. The songs for the film were composed by Uttam Singh, while the lyrics were written by Anand Bakshi. Most of the songs were sung by Lata Mangeshkar and Udit Narayan. The music was a major hit among the audience, with the album becoming the best-selling Bollywood soundtrack of the year and second-most of the 1990s decade, with 12.5 million soundtrack album sales.

"Are Re Are" received a total of 65,2% yes votes! Previous polls for this film: #141 "Bholi Si Surat".

[orgasming-caterpillar]

F1 Drivers As Desi Boys

A.K.A. The F1 grid as Indian guys

Also, I will be writing an entire chatfic about this AU on ao3, so stay tuned ;)

Charles Leclerc — “Charlie”

I think he would be from Mumbai. But like, he lived in the very high-end part of it so it's very hard to know right off the bat.

I just KNOW he studied abroad, okay? Italy or Canada I think. Look at his face— you just know he's the kinda guy people see on the street and think “angrej”

Speaks Hindi with a subtle but insufferable white guy accent. He can't even help it, that's just how he speaks. He once called Max “bhenchod” with the most authentic, desi accent when he was mad and they have all beaches in that high ever since.

Dropped out of university in his last year and came back to India to handle his dad's business after his dad's death.

Fell in love with the hot employee and made him the manager. Everyone knows Carlos got the position by sleeping with the new young hot boss but they stay silent to avoid getting fired.

Now lives in the same complex in Mumbai as Carlos, Max, Lando and others. Lives with his mother, two brothers and a dog.

Leo is a recurring guest in every society event no matter what. Shanta aunty ki kitty party? He's invited. Children playing cricket below? He is the referee. Security guard's dad died? Arthi Leo hi utha raha hai.

Best friends with Pierre. went to the same school as him in his childhood.

Not friendly at ALL with Max.

Carlos Sainz— “Mirchi”

Marathi Mulga for sure

Maula Mere Maula king of guy

His ass should be in a TV serial

Was a regular office worker before he fucked down his boss and now he's the manager. And, well, a win is a win, right?

His parents were kind of homophobic before he became the manager. It's hilarious, actually.

He has such a good voice. If you catch him singing one of the old bollywood songs of Lata Mangeshkar or Muhammad Rafi, consider yourself blessed by the gods.

Knows how to cook since he lives alone

Literally the guy every aunty dreams of marrying their daughter to. Manager of his office. Cooks. Cleans. Respects his elders. Funny. Charming. Every time he and Charles go out at least one middle aged person has asked Carlos if he's married yet and frankly, as his boyfriend who's Right There, Charles is pretty offended.

Have y'all seen the pictures of him in those button up shirts and trousers? The eyes that make Rahat Fateh Ali Khan songs play in your ear every time you look into them? So desi husband material

Best friends with Lando, basically brothers with his they are with each other

Like any best friend, he does NOT like Lando's boyfriend

Max Verstappen— “JATT DON'T CARE 💪🔥💯”

From Haryana

The M in Max stands for Mharo Balam Thanedar Chalawe Gypsy— jkjk

Some say he's aggressive, hot headed, quick tempered; some say he's just Haryanvi.

Is in a psychosexual homoerotic rivalry with Charles and is in denial because of his internalised homophobia.

His dad and Charles’ dad were business partners and now they're always wanting to one up another in the family businesses.

Talking about his father— his dad is very rich and also a typical Haryanvi dad. Bapu sehat ke liye haanikarak type shit.

His father made him do kushti when he was younger and Charles still teases him about it

Will randomly infodump about his father whenever the opportunity presents itself

Married

With how he usually is and what his childhood was like, you'd think he'd be a horrible father but you're WRONG

Everyone loves his daughter Prithvi, or P, for short.

They love spoiling her. Every year on her birthday she gets so many gifts it takes her two days just to open them.

Funnily enough, she once “betrayed” him by saying her favourite was Charlie Uncle.

I just think it would be so funny if he drove a Toyota Fortuner.

Lando Norris— “Lassan 🧄”

From Bangalore

Youtuber. Makes videos for every one of his channels religiously. Has a channel for gaming, another for vlogs, another for shorts and somehow manages them all while uploading reels and posting on Instagram???

He's a university student but nobody knows it because he's always posting videos so they just think he's a full time youtuber

“Shares a room” with Oscar, who is his boyfriend, by the way. You'd never guess. (that is a fucking lie. If you watch even one of his livestreams you'd know that they have explored each other's bodies. He's always “dekho guys Oscar aa gaya 😄😄😄” bro you're not fooling anyone)

Has his own merchandise. His designs are always so cool that they sell out before they're properly out.

Will probably make his own content team when he graduates

He once slipped on the desi toilet while travelling and Carlos made a reel about it. It is one of his most famous reels and Lando will absolutely ignore you if you talk about it.

Kinda fuckboyish???? Like he gives off the vibes of the kinda boy that only texts you past midnight and says shit like “what are you wearing? ;)” Like thank god he has a boyfriend or he would single handedly destroy the faith in love of every girl in a 5 kilometre radius

Oscar Piastri— “gora pakora”

From Goa

Frequently shows up on Lando's videos and livestreams

Studying engineering and living with Lando, basically taking care of him because of course he is

Regular victim of Lando's youtube shenanigans. Gets pranked one too many times every other day.

Has this kind of dead stare where he's just 😐 until Lando comes and annoys (see: kisses or pranks) him

Gets asked “bhai tu kabhi kuch bolta kyu nahi hai” so frequently he should just write “pata nahi yaar” on his face.

Has strong beef with Carlos. Do not talk about that man in front of him. Now this is really inconvenient because Carlos is Lando's bEsT FrIeNd iN tHe WoRlD

There beef started when Lando cried because he missed Oscar and Carlos showed up to Oscar's parents house asking him to square the fuck up. His parents —poor them they don't even know their son is gay— were left to wonder why their son was on a video call with his roommate OUTSIDE in the middle of winter vacation while a strange man cussed him the fuck out.

Lando can and will and DOES make him do silly dance trends with him on Instagram reels

Best friend is Logan, who studies engineering with him. You don't know how much you can depend on someone else until you're an IISER student and they're the only good friend you have.

Daniel Ricciardo— “Paaji”

From Chandigarh

Y'all remember Sodhi from Tarak Mehta Ka Ulta Chashma? Yeah. Him.

No one knows how he's able to control Max. Literally his best friend. Max will always have a resting bitch face but when Danny paaji is there he's all “😆😆😂😂🤣🤣” like bro 😐

I just know he would randomly say “oye balle balle balle balle balle” for no reason other than to annoy people. I just know it.

Actually works very hard and always helps people, but he's such a troll that people just think he's some unemployed youtuber with a prank channel

Absolute party animal. Do not ever in front of him mention that you're free that night.

George Russell— “nazuk kali”

From Delhi

Graphic designer. Edits Lando's videos for nim. Studies computer science.

Shared a room with Alex Albon and Logan Sargeant. Their relationship status is very complex. I'm not saying that they're a throuple, I'm not saying that they're friends. What I'm saying is that they're so dependent on each other I don't think they could function alone anymore. These three idiots make a full functional human being together. George cleans the house, Alex does the cooking and Logan does the laundry and the dishes. They manage, thanks.

George Russell is the type of guy to say “ghar pe maa behen nahi hai kya?” When he sees a girl getting catcalled.

George Russell is the type of guy to say “aapko kahin lagi to nahin?” When he bumps into someone.

George Russell is the type of guy to cover his mouth and say “uff” when he eats something spicy on accident.

On that note, George absolutely cannot handle his spice. Never bit into a raw green chilli willingly in his entire life.

You just know he eats the meethi pani puri with the red chutney and all.

Thinks momos are better than pani puri (he's wrong).

Closes his eyes and covers his ears when a condom ad or a spicy movie scene comes on the TV

Very pale because he rarely leaves his room (which— he's a computer science major, come on)

Lewis Hamilton— “dac saab”

From Kozhikode (Kerala)

Fashion influencer, gets brand deals all the time. Always promoting this brand or that.

Also actually a veterinary doctor with his own dog clinic.

Has a youtube channel where heostly makes affordable fashion tips etc but also posts the dogs at his clinic from time to time.

Spent a lot of years in South Delhi where he fell in love with a guy when he was a teenager but when he eventually moved back to Kozhikode they fell out of contact. Now he’s moved to Mumbai as he opened up a new clinic there and doesn't even know that he actually lives in the same goddamn building as the guy he fell in love with 20 years ago back in South Delhi.

I think y'all can already guess who the guy was, but if you can't (shame on you) it's Nico Rosberg.

Had a wife but she cheated so they divorced or something idk how do you justify a 40 year old guy being unmarried in India?

Loves his dogs more than anything, if there's a dog at his clinic that he can't save he will be sad for days.

Speaks Hindi in a voice that's like three octaves lower than his usual voice. Thinks he sounds bad but he sounds so damn hot.

Nico Rosberg— “thi ek.”

From South Delhi

News anchor for sure. Has a sadness in his eyes that makes you wonder if he ever got over the heartbreak he had at 19 (he did not)

Most people think his hair is dyed (it is not) because he's a chapri (he might be)

Legends say that the only time he has been seen with a smile on his face on TV was when he was talking about his childhood best friend.

The reason he doesn't anchor for any of the big or daresay political news channels is because they don't like how he compares international disputes to the fight he had with his best friend when he was 19.

Regularly travels to other metropolitan cities for news coverings (mainly sports) but lives in Mumbai for majority of the time.

In fact, lives in the same building as Lewis. The fact that they haven't run into each other in the elevator yet is a miracle (or a curse).

Will talk about love and heartbreak to anyone who would listen. You know those boys who say “thi ek” whenever someone tries to talk to them about love? Yeah that's him.

Married and has two daughters that he loves very much.

No pets because they remind him too much of Lewis.

Sebastian Vettel— “Chacha”

From Delhi

Lives in Mumbai with his wife.

Best friends with Lewis, knows everything about him and Nico.

Kind of a father figure to Charles.

The beloved colony uncle that always has the wildest stories ever. Catch him at the tea stall and just get him talking— you will be a changed man when he is done.

“Aur phir uska accident ho gaya aur usne apna haath kho diya, to uski manghetar ki family ne unse rishta tudwa liya. Jiske baad uski manghetar ki sagai mujhse hui aur phir hamari shaadi hui or shayad aaj bhi wo akela hi ek haath se apna hila raha hai bechara”

“...”

You would think considering how sweet he is, he was always this sweet but NO, this man was a MENACE.

Everyone who knew him before he got married wants him dead even now after all the years.

Fernando Alonso— "Kaka"

From Jaipur

The exact opposite of Sebastian.

The old man you see on the side of the road with paan in his mouth and a gaali on his lips

Also tells you stories from his youth and they're just as interesting but he's so arrogant about it that you're no longer interested in listening five minutes in no matter how interesting the story is

The kind of old man who sees children playing in the streets and starts acting like an overly invested referee for no reason.

Goes to the park in the morning at the same time as Sebastian but unlike him, Fernando does not let the joy and whimsy of life have any effect on him making you wonder why he's there at all

Lance Stroll— “vegan wali diet almond wala ghee 😌💅”

From South Bombay

Ameer baap ki bigri aulad

“What do you mean I can't buy the whole store?”

Y'all remember that “Mawn, terew paaw ki jewtie maawwww” girl??? Yeah

Sonam Kapoor is jealous of how much better he is at being a nepo baby

Logan Sargeant— “ye bhi thik hai”

Lives with George and Alex

From Goa

Thank god he does because he would not be surviving otherwise

Might have feelings for his roommates but all he knows how to do is wash the dishes and the clothes and he doesn't wanna die of hunger so he's silent.

Except maybe in front of Oscar but that's his best friendddd

Studying computer science too

Alex Albon— “dhokla4lifer”

From Gujarat

I might be projecting a bit but as someone who fucking LOVES dhokla, I don't see any reason as to why Alex should not.

Cooks for his two roommates, and always cooks so good.

Dhokla on Sundays and a tiffin box full of thepla and aam ka aachar whenever one of them is travelling home

Studying history and geography

Yuki Tsunoda— “momo wale bhaiya”

From Dehradun

Do not call him momo wale bhaiya. He can and will kill you.

Actually does love cooking

Has his own restaurant near the university campus

Pierre Gasly— “tantar mantar”

From West Bengal

Tired of everyone's “kaala jaadu” jokes.

Charles’ best friend and confidante.

Gossip girls. They have all the tea on everyone in the uni.

“Bokachoda”

Does sports.

Final year law student

Esteban Ocon— “Pierre's ex (he is NOT)”

From Odisha

Has beef with Pierre.

Will argue about anything from the origin of roshogulla to the state's contribution in the fight for freedom of the country.

Also final year law student

Extras—

Sergio Perez from Bihar

K Mag from Kashmir (haha get it? Because he's a track terroris—)

Nico Hulkenburg from Kashmir too

Valtteri Bottas from The Andaman Nicobar islands or something idk he shows so much ass it's unreal

Zhou Guanyu from Meghalaya

[desifleabag]

Hello beautiful people out here!

I am Deepali. I am from Pune, Maharashtra. I am 21 years old (shaadi ki umar)

Desi fleabag? Because I relate the most with that specific character. Horny, messy, vulnerable, and crazy all the time but also considerate, expressive, and kind. I am a desi version of her.

🎀What I like? I like to dance, sing, journal, write poems and stories, and doom scroll all the time

📍Professional side of me

I did my bachelor's in philosophy. I have been working in an organization for quite a long time. I am a content writer. I am a writer/poet. I am an open mic performer. I have performed at esteemed platforms like tapeatale, poemsindia, kommune, and many more. I am a psychology and sociology student too. I am a co-facilitator and youth lead in different schools through my organization. I have worked on poetry anthology books.

The most important part of my life is being a poet or a writer. It's been a decade since I started writing, and professionally, it's been two years. My poetry and stories revolve around different and unique topics like mental health, family dynamics, feminism, societal norms and culture, romance, life intricacies, friendship, etc. I love being a poet and telling people stories about me and the world because I believe poetry is everywhere. I have a blog called Sip and Sofa Stories where I share the most wholesome blogs and fun-to-read stories.

Not much of a reader, but I like reading poetry by Sylvia Plath and more female writers.

💌 Movies and songs? I am a die-hard fan of Bollywood. I listen to 2000s Bollywood and retro songs. No one can challenge me the way I vibe on these songs and dance. My childhood is memorable because of Sunidhi Chauhan, Lata Mangeshkar, Kishore Kumar, RD Burman, Asha Bhosle, Sonu Nigam, Shaan, Arijit Singh, and many more artists. I also listen to Kpop, pop, indie type of music on days when I am dissociating at the fullest. Hold my clutcher, I am a Swiftie and Lana Del Rey fan too, bitch.

I love Bollywood movies, and I am yet to discover more Western movies. I have a bunch of comfort movies like Ye Jawani Hai Dewaani, Piku, Om Shaanti Om, etc.

🪕 My aesthetic type? A combination of Geet and Piku and a little bit of Poo vibe sometimes. But I love desi clothes. Kurti, jhumkas, bindi, bangles, oh god I love being a woman.

Interesting facts about me :

🌸I have three tattoos on my body (Crescent moon, "you're on your own kid" title, "grateful"). I love getting tattoos!!

🥃Loneliness who? I go to bars, cafes, and parks alone because why not. I fear no god.

💛I never was in a relationship, just some hardcore crushes who crushed my soul.

❤️‍🩹I have been in therapy for almost three years and on and off on meds. GAD (generalized anxiety disorder) gang assemble!

😶‍🌫️I love and hate spending time on LinkedIn. Girl boss era.

💬I write poetry about my crushes and defame my ex-friends. They know it very well! Lol.

I am a hopeless romantic and a professional delusional person. I will cook the best scenarios in my head and write about them. I romanticize life on another level though there are 156 rupees in my bank account by going to aesthetic cafes.

:¨ ·.· ¨:

`· . ୨୧⭒๋࣭ ⭑ 𝛢𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝘰'𝑠 𝑔𝘰𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝘵ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑟𝘰𝑤𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙𝑠,𝑊ℎ𝘰'𝑠 𝑔𝘰𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑤𝑖𝑝𝑒 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝘵ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝘵𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠? ⊹ ‧₊˚

🖇To connect with me

𖹭 kavitavali.deepali to read my poems and stories on instagram

𖹭 sip and sofa stories blog. I write monthly blogs

Thankyou for reading my long ass introduction! Flying kiss tumhai💋

[ishuess]

Byler X Desi Old Songs Part 5

This one took me a lot of time and effort to get it right.... because I wanted to try something new. Hopefully you guys will like it.

Song name: Itna Na Mujhse Tu Pyaar Badha

Singer: Lata Mangeshkar and Talat Mahmood

If u like the song:

Also Random Story along with it: (skip if u want)

Also by the whole painting scenario between byler. I was reminded of the time when I drew a drawing for my best friend who I was in love with and she thought it was about another girl I liked. And then slowly we drifted apart and from an artist, I slowly transformed into a writer. Now that we have got back in touch, she thinks my poems are for another girl I like😭

So Will Byers I get your misery😭

[broadwaydivastournament]

Movie Musical Divas Tournament: Round 1

Vyjayanthimala (1933- ): Devdas (1955) - Chandramukhi | Sangam (1964) - Radha | Amrapali (1966) - Amrapali | Prince (1969) - Princess Amrita Dubbed, usually by Lata Mangeshkar.

"She’s so stunning, especially when she dances" -

Leslie Caron (1931- ): An American in Paris (1951 - Lise) | Gigi (1958 - Gigi) | Daddy Long Legs (1955 - Julie)

"Imagine being in your first movie and then that movie winning Best Picture? Crazy! Leslie Caron was such a beautiful dancer - and one of the few actresses of Hollywood's Golden Age still with us <3" - anonymous

This is Round 1 of the Movie Musical Divas tournament. Additional polls in this round may be found by searching #mmround1, or by clicking the link below. Add your propaganda and support by reblogging this post.

ADDITIONAL PROPAGANDA AND MEDIA UNDER CUT: ALL POLLS HERE

Vyjayanthimala:

Photos and video submitted by: anonymous

Leslie Caron:

"someone told her she looked like a frog once and i've wanted to commit a murder ever since" - anonymous

Photos and video submitted by: anonymous

[indian-kahani]

Desi LGBT+ Fest 2023

@desi-lgbt-fest

Day 2: Legacy

All her life, Durga had been told that she was a good daughter.

All through school, she had been called a ‘pleasure to teach’. Students regarded her with wary awe: she was the good girl, who did her homework and listened to the teacher and never, ever stepped a foot out of line.

All my life, her father had told her, “Beti, you have to be a good girl. Strike that – you have to be the best. There are many eyes watching us.”

He was right, of course. He was a major army lieutenant – Arjit Sindh, a household name for his medals and bravery. Ever since Durga was a child, she had watched him salute the tricolour every morning, watched his juniors (and god, there were lots of them) salute to him.

While others dreamed of being artists and musicians, she dreamed of her first day holding a rifle.

While others looked up to Abdul Kalam or Lata Mangeshkar, her walls were covered in photos of Gunjan Saxena, Vikram Batra, everyone who had ever won the Param Vir chakra.

She had a legacy to inherit, a place to fill.  

Her dreams may have been out of place, but they were in vivid technicolour none the less. She faced up to her dream with a steady heart.

Her father approved, and watched from a distance as the Indian Army became entrenched deep inside her heart.

She had always followed in his footsteps. The golden girl she might have been, but she was a golden girl you shouldn’t mess with. She had always been raised to be a loyal servant of the army, the loyal servant of her country.

As her father's daughter, she was proud to uphold his legacy.

Karate, Jiu Jitsu, yoga, junior boot camp. Durga was signed up for all of it, and every summer she trained without fail.

On her eighteenth birthday, she joined the army. What else could she do? I mean, it had been her dream for as long as she could remember. She hit it out of the park. She had been training to assemble a gun since she was sixteen. The other recruits were no match for her.

They were playing for glory (or so she thought).

She was playing for honour.

Or was she?

Durga saw her first at her graduation ceremony.

Her name was before Durga’s.

“Sharma, Saranika!”

Saranika. Such a beautiful name.

All of a sudden, she was reminded of her childhood when her mother sang beautiful Hindustani music. That was what Saranika Sharma's name reminded Durga of.

“Sindh, Durga!”

She snapped out of she reverie, and walked onto the stage, determined to forget the girl with the beautiful name.

-

Months passed. Promotion after promotion came her way. Talent, or nepotism? Who knew? Slowly but surely, she was becoming jaded. Life seemed grey and joyless, and even at the young age of twenty-one, the lines under her eyes were becoming more and more pronounced.

The day was an ordinary one – so mundane that Durga didn’t even read over the details, instead preferring to wing the training exercise. She was assigned two officers to help out. Major Raj Kuldeep and Major Saranika Sharma.

…wait, what?

She re-read the document again, eyes alight. Major Saranika Sharma.

Almost unbidden, her mind flashed back to that day, when she had heard her name but didn’t see her face. Durga’s heart stumbled at just the thought, secretive smile stretching her lips open. It hurt – maybe the first time she had smiled in days, weeks even.

She arrived at the training exercise fifteen minutes early, pretending to be absorbed in the details of the exercise.

An officer arrived, and saluted in front of her. “Ma’am!”

From the evidently male voice, her hopes were dashed already. She looked up. “Major Kuldeep.” She inclined her head in recognition, and the man smiled at her tightly. It was a regulation army smile – deferent and not too intimate.

“I believe Officer Sharma will be arriving in a few minutes, ma’am.” He informed, and she nodded, returning to her papers to hide the thumping of her heart.

Why was I feeling this way? The thought hit her all of a sudden, but she didn’t have time to process it.

She had arrived.

“Ma’am, it’s good to finally meet you.” she deferred from the standard greeting, and she looked up.

She was beautiful. My God, she was beautiful. Her cinnamon skin looked so soft, and Durga fought to tear her eyes off of her prominent collarbones-

Durga’s eyes widened as she hastily raised her eyes to meet her face.

She instantly regretted it. Wide, honest eyes, full lips, and a gorgeously sharp jawline.

Before she could say something she would regret, she greeted her. “Major Sharma, may I ask why?” Hints of curiosity pricked at her. She wanted to unravel every secret of this Saranika’s, big and small.

Saranika met her gaze with the barest hint of a challenge in the way she raised her chin. “Who wouldn’t want to meet the prodigy of the army?” she smiled with a small shrug. Major Kuldeep was watching, slack-jawed, at the casual way Major Sharma was addressing Durga, but the women had only eyes for each other.

“I hardly believe I’m a prodigy.” The words slipped out before Durga could change them, and she disguised the raw honesty in them with a short laugh. “Hard work gets you far, Major Sharma.”

Suddenly, she wanted to get as far away from this enchanting woman as possible. She could feel her back prickle with sweat and she could swear her face was heating up.

“I don’t doubt it, ma’am.” Saranika – no, she was Major Sharma, when had Durga started addressing her so casually? – replied promptly. “Talent can only get you so for before you need more to take you further.”

Durga ended the conversation with a clipped nod, checking the watch on her wrist. “We had best be going.” She turned to Kuldeep, who snapped to attention. “At ease.”

She finished the training in a daze, dismissing the recruits five minutes early with an uneasy frown on her face. Rumours were flying around that the infamous Durga Sindh had something on her mind. She heeded none of it as she headed to the mess hall to eat lunch.

Almost out of instinct, she scanned the hall for Saranika, finally noticing her tucked away in the back of the hall.

She sent her a note to come and eat with her in her office. Saranika arrived five minutes later.

Durga gestured for her to sit down. “I was impressed with your performance in the training exercise today, Major Sharma.” Bullshit. She hadn’t paid attention to even a single second of that training exercise.

Saranika ducked her head shyly, a strand of hair falling forward, and Durga resisted the urge to lean forward and tuck it behind her ear. “Thankyou, ma’am. I appreciate it.”

“Call me Durga. No need for formalities in my office.” She blurted out, cursing herself immediately as the words slipped out. That seemed to happen a lot around her.

Saranika looked up suddenly, startled. “I couldn’t possibly be so… informal, ma’am.” She hesitated.

“I insist.” Durga said.

“Very well, then… Durga-ji.”

-

From then on, it only got better. Lunch turned into days off, days off turned into weekends until finally, Durga worked up the courage.

“I- I wanted- what I meant to say was- the thing is- will you be my girlfriend?”

The sight of her then, with her hair loose and framing her face, was enough for Durga to plant a chaste kiss on the cheek of her girlfriend.

Only one thing was left.

Durga had to tell her father, a strict adherent to tradition and principles, that she was a lesbian.

-

“Papa… I met someone.”

She had phrased it carefully enough, hesitating over each and every word. Her father, aged but no less sharp, looked at her (or through her, it seemed sometimes).

“That’s lovely, beti.” His old face creased in a smile. “Bring him home this weekend, hm?”

There it was. Durga opened her mouth and closed it again, pressing her lips together in shame of her own cowardice. Her father was watching.

“He’s a Hindu, right? Not a Muslim? It’s okay if he is, as long as he’s respectful to you.” Her father tried to reassure her seeing her distress, and tears fell down Durga’s cheeks.

“She’s not a boy!” she burst out all of a sudden, hiding her face in her hands as she heard her father’s small intake of breath. Water dripped from her eyes, wetting her hands and falling in droplets onto the cold marble times.

“Accha, I see.” Her father leaned forward in his chair, wiping Durga’s tears away. “Bring her home this weekend, hm? I hope she’s pretty.”

Durga couldn’t do anything much more than stare. “You’re- you’re okay with this? But people will-”

He let out a deep chuckle. “The world has changed since I was young, Durga.” He smiled down on her fondly. “You young people are teaching us that it is okay to love whoever you love. There are people out there like you and your girlfriend, right?”

Durga nodded, open-mouthed. “But- papa- you- I’m a lesbian.”

He waved her away, a mock frown on his face. “Of course I know that now. I’m not stupid. Bring that girl home on Saturday, and I will see what food we can get for her. Leave it to me.”

Yes, her father followed tradition. Yes, he had his legacy to uphold, and his honour. But he was a man of good sense, and the world was changing after all. Why not see what good it could bring?

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Okay so I know nothing about the military, literally nothing so the ranks/greetings/whatever might be off, please suspend disbelief while reading :D and tell me what you think in reblogs/comments!

[hindisoup]

When you want to phonetically transcribe a name into devanagari (hindi) and it has a schwa at the end, that, in a Hindi word would be deleted, how do you write that?

For example the name Jette in German is pronounced /jætə/ or something close to it. If you wereto write as "यैत्त" it would be pronounced as /jæt/ (not sure if that's the correct vowel but it's not about the middle vowel soit doesn't really matter)

However यैत्ता and यैत्ते also don't truly represent the correct vowel.

Tldr: how do you undelet a /ə/ for phonetically transcribing names?

Phonetically transcribing European, American, or other names in Devanagari is interesting and challenging. My own name doesn't fit well in English-speaking or Hindi-speaking contexts, so I understand the struggle.

The best starting point is to use phonetic equivalents for consonants and vowels in Devanagari. Knowing how to pronounce a name is essential for accurate typing. This can be tricky if we've only seen the name written and never heard it spoken (like how I mistyped Lata Mangeshkar's name as लटा before learning लता means vine).

Let's look at transcribing foreign names focusing especially on the final vowels. Here are my observations from diving into Hindi Wikipedia:

Names ending in a

The final a-sound, even if short, is written as आ. Without it, the word would end in the consonant before the final 'a' and there's no mātrā (vowel diacritic) for अ.

Selena Gomez - सेलिना गोमेज़ Angelina Jolie - एंजेलिना जोली Barack Obama - बराक ओबामा Angela Merkel - एंजेला मर्केल Ursula von der Leyen - उर्सुला वॉन डेर लेयेन

A side note about the mid-vowels - the e-sound may be visible (as in एंजेलिना) or disappear (as in मर्केल there is only one visible e-sound). How to know? If it is a known name, try googling. With 'एंजेला मेर्केल' there are only 19 results in Google, and with 'एंजेला मर्केल' over 37 000).

Names ending in e

When the e is pronounced as [e], the name ends in ए.

Penélope Cruz - पेनेलोपे क्रूज़ René Descartes - रेने देकार्त Beyoncé Knowles - बियॉन्से नॉलेस

Here we can see how pronunciation is the key, Descartes follows the original French pronunciation [dekaʁt]. Knowles /noʊlz/ is written without the silent k - but the silent e remains visible for some reason probably only known to native Hindi speakers.

Where the e is silent at the end, leave it out.

Adele - अडेल Daniel Radcliffe - डैनियल रैड्क्लिफ़ Mike Pence - माइक पेन्स

Here ऐ is used to approximate the American pronunciation of a-sound in डैनियल - if it was a German name with 'a' pronounced like [a], it would be written as डनियल. Where does the e disappear? Don't ask me.

Where ie-combination is pronounced as [i], use ई.

Charlie Sheen - चार्ली शीन Sophie Turner - सोफ़ी टर्नर Kylie Minogue - काइली मिनोग

Which brings us to names ending in i

When the name ends in i or ey pronounced as [i], use ई.

Judi Dench - ज्यूडी डेंच Keira Knightley - किएरा नाइटली Nikki Haley - निक्की हेली

Finally, names endingin in o

When the name ends in [o], use ओ.

Orlando Bloom ऑरलैंडो ब्लूम Pablo Picasso पाब्लो पिकासो

पिकासो reflects the original Spanish pronunciation [ˈpa.β̞lo piˈka.so] with primary stress on the first syllable of Pablo and the middle syllable of Picasso indicated by the long आ-sound.

For names ending in -io, use इयो

Leonardo DiCaprio - लियोनार्डो डिकैप्रियो Silvio Berlusconi - सिल्वियो बर्लुस्कोनी Antonio Banderas - एंटोनियो बैंडेरास

On Antonio Banderas' Wikipedia page his name changes between the title and the first sentence. अंतोनियो बान्देरस is faithful to Spanish pronunciation, and एंटोनियो बैंडेराज़ to the American pronunciation. This shows that transcribing foreign names is an art, not a science. Devanagari is rich in sounds, but with foreign names, we can only aim to get as close as possible to the original pronunciation to ensure clarity.

Final notes on consonants

In these examples, we see that retroflex consonants (ट, ड) are commonly used for foreign names. That doesn't mean the names should be pronounced with an 'Indian accent'. Retroflex sounds are chosen because dental consonants (द, त) are pronounced with the tongue softly touching the teeth, which is rare in Germanic languages. Retroflex sounds are much more flexible and suit foreign names better most of the time.

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Birthday greetings to the living music legend of the Hindi film industry, Sri #Pyarelal Ramprasad Sharma (03/09).

The iconic music director duo #LaxmikantPyarelal is synonymous with Hindi film music, particularly its popular hits. Born on September 3, 1940, Pyarelal Ramprasad Sharma is the son of the renowned trumpeter, Pandit Ramprasad Sharma, also known as Babaji. Under his father's guidance, Pyarelal started learning the violin at just 8 years old, dedicating 8 to 12 hours daily to practice. He further refined his violin skills under Goan musician Anthony Gonsalves. The song "My Name Is Anthony Gonsalves" from the film Amar Akbar Anthony is a tribute to Gonsalves, featuring music by the Laxmikant–Pyarelal duo.

At 12, Pyarelal began playing the violin in various studios, including Ranjit Studios, to support his family financially. His brother, Gorakh Sharma, also contributed by playing guitar for songs composed by Laxmikant-Pyarelal.

The duo first gained widespread recognition with their music for the 1964 film Dosti, produced by Rajshri Productions. Despite relatively unknown lead actors, the film's memorable songs like "Chahoonga Main Tujhe Shaam Savere" and "Rahi Manwa" made it a hit. Many initially thought Laxmikant–Pyarelal was a single person. They won their first Filmfare Award for Best Music Director for Dosti, beating industry giants like Shankar–Jaikishan and Madan Mohan. Their subsequent work in films like Lootera, which featured famous Lata Mangeshkar songs, also gained fame.

By 1966, Laxmikant–Pyarelal had firmly established themselves in Bollywood. They continued to earn acclaim for their music in films like Aaye Din Bahar Ke and Pyar Kiye Jaa. In 1967, they had a series of hits, including the Golden Jubilee musical hit Farz, and other big-star films like Anita and Shagird. They won their second Filmfare Award for the film Milan.

Laxmikant–Pyarelal, along with contemporaries like Rahul Dev Burman and Kalyanji-Anandji, represented a new era in Bollywood music, overshadowing earlier composers. They were frequently chosen by major film producers and consistently delivered exceptional music.

Their significant collaboration with lyricist Anand Bakshi led to some of Bollywood’s most iconic songs, appearing in over 250 films. Anand Bakshi wrote the lyrics for all the films that earned Laxmikant–Pyarelal Filmfare Awards, except for their first. #RajeshKhanna also had a long-standing professional relationship with the duo, choosing them as the music directors for 26 of his films.

Another fruitful partnership was with singer Asha Bhonsle, who voiced numerous hits composed by Laxmikant–Pyarelal, including chart-toppers like "Dhal Gaya Din" and "Hungama Ho Gaya." The latter song was re-recorded for the 2014 film Queen and became a massive hit again. Between 1980 and 1986, Asha Bhonsle was often the lead vocalist for their compositions. Laxmikant–Pyarelal also scored music for the Telugu film Majnu in 1987, which was well-received for its musical numbers.

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Udit Narayan - Bholi Si Surat 1997

Dil To Pagal Hai (The Heart Is Crazy) is a 1997 Indian Hindi-language musical romance film directed by Yash Chopra. The film stars Shah Rukh Khan, Madhuri Dixit, Karisma Kapoor and Akshay Kumar. It was the third film to feature Shah Rukh Khan opposite Madhuri Dixit, with two more to follow after, including the international hit Devdas (2002).

Made on a budget of ₹90 million (US$2.48 million), which includes print and advertising costs, Dil To Pagal Hai grossed over ₹710 million (US$19.55 million) worldwide, becoming the highest-grossing film of the year. (But tbh, personally I think it's only watchable because of its soundtrack.)

The soundtrack of Dil To Pagal Hai includes 10 songs. The songs for the film were composed by Uttam Singh, while the lyrics were written by Anand Bakshi. Most of the songs were sung by Lata Mangeshkar and Udit Narayan. The music was a major hit among the audience, with the album becoming the best-selling Bollywood soundtrack of the year and second-most of the 1990s decade, with 12.5 million soundtrack album sales. In 2008, Chopra launched an unreleased song from the soundtrack, titled "Chanda Ki Chandni (Kitni Hai Bekarar Yeh)" sung by Lata Mangeshkar & Kumar Sanu.

"Bholi Si Surat" received a total of 71% yes votes!

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Lata Mangeshkar.

Lata Mangeshkar (born Hema Mangeshkar; 28 September 1929) is an Indian playback singer and music director. She is one of the best known and most respected playback singers in India. She has recorded songs in over a thousand Hindi films and has sung songs in over thirty-six Indian languages and foreign languages, though primarily in Marathi, Urdu, Hindi and Bengali.

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Creating Timeless Melodies: The Art of Song Composition in India

Song composition is an art form that requires a unique combination of technical skill and creative inspiration. In India, there are many talented music composers who have created timeless melodies that continue to captivate audience’s decades after their release.

India's best music composer has contributed immensely to the country's rich musical heritage, with each one bringing their own distinct style and flavor to the table. From classical maestros like Ravi Shankar and Lata Mangeshkar to modern-day icons like A.R. Rahman and Amit Trivedi, Indian music has been blessed with some truly exceptional talent.

The process of song composition involves several stages such as melody creation, arrangement, instrumentation etc., which require artistic sensibility coupled with technical know-how. Here are some ways these top music composers in India approach their craft:

Embracing Diverse Influences

Many great music composers of India have drawn inspiration from diverse sources such as folk traditions or Western classical styles - which showcase how they push boundaries while still maintaining Indian roots! They may also incorporate elements from other genres into their work creating sounds never heard before!

Experimenting with New Technologies

Technology advancements have revolutionized the way we create songs today making it easier than ever before for people without formal training/backgrounds in music production get involved by using software tools specifically designed for this purpose! Top Music Composers use latest tech trends/production techniques/tools/software available at present time resulting in high quality output!

Collaborating with Other Artists

Collaboration can bring out new ideas making it possible for artists/composers discover new dimensions within themselves leading towards innovative solutions during any stage where someone might feel stuck otherwise.

In conclusion,

The art of song composition is alive and well in India thanks to its many great music composers who continue to inspire us through their work! Whether you're a fan of classical, folk, or contemporary music there's something for everyone. With diverse influences, embracing new technologies and collaborations with other artists Indian Music Composers are constantly evolving their craft giving us timeless melodies that we'll cherish forever!

[conanscoffee]

On Rain

There's something about this weather, it's almost as if it's an emotion. It's a feeling that resonates deep within my heart. The whiff of the first droplet coming in contact with the soil of my mogra plant acts like the draught of the living dead. The cool, serene breeze which hits after a long day of acting like a puppet in the hands of the system envokes memories which i didn't know i had stashed away in the back of my head.

Summer of 2012, when i first danced in the rain with my friend. The rain falling on my face like pearls from heaven made me realise just how much joy there is in the simplest of things. The warmth in my mother's chastise and her handmade tea, and the silly little cartoons. I wonder where my friend is right now, if she recalls this memory or not.

July 2014, the rain caused a power cut and i ended up sitting on the terrace, stargazing with my cousins. We talked about getting pet snakes, having heated pools jn our million-dollar mansions, big dreams being revealed under the blanket of darkness. I wish them the best, wherever they are; i hope one of them earns a billion to take us all to Disneyland Tokyo.

Monsoon of 2021, Berlin experiences rain for the first time and his reaction was similar to mine. He was happy-- he ran, slipped, tripped on the watery ground trying to catch his bone. He was scared of the lightning and thunder later, and curled up next to me while I tried to finish reading The Tragedy of Hamlet.

2022, my last school year. School was dispersed and it started pouring. I tried to get to my bus without getting drenched, meanwhile my two amigos laughed and slowed me down as much as possible. The rain made my glasses fog up, so when i reached home, i stood in the rain anyway, enjoying the feeling of the heavy drops on my face once again. Life came a full circle; my mother scolded me for getting the floor wet, gave me a cup of tea, only this time i watched a documentary on drug cartels.

And this moment-- 20th March 2023, the rain caused a power cut, we are lounging and listening to Jagjit Singh and RD Burman, i have tea and my parents have whiskey, and Berlin is yet again curled up next to me. We don't discuss Disneyland anymore, instead we talk about politics and college. This moment, although is missing one person, made me forget about my exam today. Times like these make one slow down, take a breather, check on the mogra flowers placed in the mandir early morning, still as fragrant. I wish I didn't have to grow up.

[desikanya]

Thank you for the tag @sajra-savera

Last song:

Favourite color : Brown and green (I can't choose one, it's so hard 😭)

Last book : One of us is lying

Last movie : Guardians of the galaxy 3

Last TV show : Best of luck Nikki

Sweet/spicy/Savory : Spicy and savory

Relationship status : Single

Last thing I googled : Indian literature authors

Current obsession : Reading history articles

Looking forward to : nothing particular

@groovycynicalcheesecake @sumiyxx @kanha-ki-fangirl @syamakrishna @lalenn and all my moots<33

people i'd like to know better tag game!

tagged by @endof-vanity thank uuu ^-^

last song: ... everybody wants to rule the world by tears for fears

favourite colour: green!!!! :DD

last book: last book i properly finished was the name of the rose by umberto eco :'] i have my fingers in too many others

last movie: megalopolis! it was shit <3

last tv show: nbc's hannibal in 2021 LMAO but i am watching amc's the terror. or trying to

sweet/spicy/savoury: savoury!! i would say spice if i was better at it </3

relationship status: single >.<

last thing i googled: 50bc attalus. lol. and a directory for a mall at the same time

current obsession: m...my catie,,,, self explanatory i don't have to justify myself. also monks. reading a monklove book,,,

looking forward to: going out with my friends this sunday! maybe going overseas next june! yippee :3

tagging: @quia-nominor--leo @enlitment @monksexualizer @xxmarvelouslifexx @courtjester69420 if you'd like to doooo itttt <3

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[bhaskarfuckedmeover]

CRINGE BUT TRUE

After I realized he didn’t love me, I completely lost it. I’m not even exaggerating—if someone made a documentary about my meltdown, it would win an Oscar for “Most Unhinged Drama.” Let me walk you through my madness.

1. Became a Mastermind Spy

I created not one, but three fake Instagram accounts. One was a “sugar mommy” who loves gym boys and pizza, another was a distant cousin who’d “accidentally” found him, and the third? A guy who might slide into his DMs to make him jealous. I had full-blown conversations with myself in the comments to make them look real. Honestly, I could’ve worked for the CIA.

2. Wrote Him a Love-Hate Novel

I sat down to write him a letter to tell him how much I hated loving him, but it turned into an 87-page manifesto. I detailed every moment he made me smile, every glance that made me think he cared, and then aggressively ripped him apart for ruining my life. I ended it with, “You’ll regret this.” I printed it, tore it into shreds, and then burned it in a saucepan. My room smelled like betrayal for three days. I EVEN WROTE HIM URDU LOVE POEMS.

3. Practiced a Breakup Speech That Never Happened

I spent DAYS rehearsing the perfect breakup speech. I stared into the mirror, tears streaming down my face, and said things like, “You’ll miss me when you realize no one else can love you like I did!” I even recorded myself to make sure my voice cracked at the right moment for maximum effect. Spoiler alert: he never even got to hear it.

4. Made a Crying Playlist So Depressing, Even Spotify Judged Me

I curated a playlist titled “He Never Deserved Me Anyway.” It had every sad song you can think of—Adele, Taylor Swift, Lana Del Rey, Lata Mangeshkar. I’d cry for hours, hitting repeat on the saddest lines like, “I’ll never love again!”

5. Tried to Hex Him

Listen, I’m not proud of this, but I Googled how to cast a hex. I wrote his name on a piece of paper, circled it with salt, and whispered, “You’ll stub your toe every morning until you apologize.” When nothing happened, I decided the universe was clearly taking his side.

6. Became a Social Media Stalker on Steroids

I zoomed into every picture he posted. Who’s that in the reflection of his sunglasses? Why is there a pink jacket in the background? Is that a new girl in his following list? I had notes, screenshots, and conspiracy theories. Honestly, I was one step away from creating a crime board with string.

7. Sent Him Cryptic Messages

I texted him, “Hope you’re happy now :)” and then blocked him before he could reply. A week later, I unblocked him just to send, “Funny how people change” and blocked him again. The chaos fueled me. I TEXTED HIM FOR DAYS SINCE HE SAID HE,LL FUCKING FIX IT… PROCEEDING TO REMOVE ME FROM HIM CONTACTS AND FOLLOWERS

8. Tried to Become a “New Me” Overnight

I decided I’d make him regret everything by becoming the best version of myself. I cut bangs at 2 a.m., signed up for a pottery class even though I hate getting dirty, and bought clothes that were way out of my comfort zone. The next morning, I looked in the mirror and sobbed because the bangs looked FUCKING AMAZING.

9. Went Full Detective Mode

I dug deep into his social media. I checked the tags, likes, and comments. I even found his mom’s account and scrolled way back to her vacation pictures from 2015 to see if she’d ever posted about “the kind of girl he should date.” For the record, she hadn’t.

10. Talked to the Moon Like It Was My Therapist

One night, I went outside, stared at the moon, and said, “Why did you let me love him? What was the point?” I actually felt like the moon was judging me, so I yelled, “Don’t you dare look at me like that!” My neighbors turned their lights on, but I was too far gone to care.

Looking back, I realize I’m not just brokenhearted—I am a full-blown disaster. But honestly? I kind of need it. Chaos is my therapy, and even though I wouldn’t recommend this to anyone, I think it helps me let go. Or at least, I stopped Googling hexes. Progress, right?