#bjp sucks

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[eternallysetinstone]

BJP LOSING IN AYODHYA BAHAHAHAHAH

[pulquedeguayaba]

Love to see the Shiv Sena beefing with the BJP

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This is a 4,000-word RP between me and my good friend BJP a.k.a. @some-horny-alt, with minor edits. BJP played his OC Princess Bay, a wartortle. I initially played as an anthro cat, but switched species later. The RP features the following content: Foot play, kissing, dom/sub, owner/pet, public walkies, casual groping, petting & hugs & cuddles, affectionate degradation, facesitting, and plushie tf.

Me: "Is there anything you want from me, princess~?"

BJP: "Suppose you can massage my feet while in the wagon bringing me to my next important meeting~"

Me: "Right away, master!" Kneels down and rubs away at one of you feet, nuzzling up to the other to brush my fur against it.

BJP: Our carriage starts carrying us away as I sit on my seat, with you kneeling beneath me and massaging my feet. My soft, clean foot gently brushes and pushes against your face teasingly.

"Yes yes, very good~"

Me: I nuzzle deeper against your teasing foot, turning to give it a smooch as I switch to rub with the other cheek. My paws drag across your other sole, playfully pawing at it and kneading away your tension in the process~

BJP: I lean back and relax, simply letting my slave do their work. Occasionally I let my feet rub and poke at you, toes poking against your lips, but for the most part I leave you to do your duty interrupted.

Me: My tail curls up to wrap around your freshly-kneaded foot, surrounding it with soft fur that continuously drags over it. Meanwhile my paws join the foot at my face, hugging it tight against me between rounds of kissing your toes~

BJP: And so the minutes pass, having my slave massage and worship my perfect royal feet for a good while. Eventually though, I put my feet down and pull at your collar, pulling you up to my face and into a kiss.

Me: I instinctively try to follow your feet before getting pulled back with a "mrrp?". I melt into the kiss, playful energy turning to relaxed delight as I purr into your mouth, held up only by your hold on my collar~

BJP: I lean into the kiss, still holding you up by your collar while my other arm wraps around you and holds your body against mine. My tongue gently prods at your lips, but doesn't push inside, simply content with teasing for now.

Me: Delighted by the hug, I limply sway a arm, managing to land it on your arm and paw at it. My purring intensifies each time your tongue touches me, sinking me further into blissful relaxation, my lips starting to part.

BJP: Deciding I've teased you enough, I let my tongue inside your mouth, prodding around, pushing your own tongue down. After a few more moments, I take the hand off of your collar to instead hug you close with both arms, still holding the kiss.

Me: Safe and comfortable in the grasp of my princess, my body goes totally limp now. My voice and tail are the only exception, purring higher and lower with each touch and motion while my tail desperately wraps around anything it can find, returning the affection as much as it can.

BJP: After a few more minutes, I pull away from the kiss. I sit you down on my lap and simply pet you, claws gently stroking through your fur.

"Should reach our first destination any minute now. Don't worry though, there's nothing a pet needs to do, you'll simply be there for me to toy with when I feel like it~"

Me: As the sensations calm down, it takes a second for me to return to full consciousness. I recover just in time to time to hear your reassurance, answering with a mew of happiness as I settle into your lap, each stroke of your claws making me more and more eager to be a plaything~

BJP: When the time comes, I attach a leash to your collar and we leave the wagon, out into a busy town with plenty of other pokemon around, all seeing you being walked around on my leash.

Me: I blush at the attention, still getting used to public walks. But I keep my eyes on my princess and follow the tug of my leash on all fours, ever grateful for master's ever-present guidance.

BJP: I occasionally reach down to pet you or grope your butt, just to get a reaction out of you to chuckle at, smile wide seeing your adorable blushy face. We walk into a fenced off area where I have to retrieve some ancient cursed artifact. Just the usual, really, I just put it into the pocket of my dress and walk back out. Though I do walk extra slowly just so I can show you off for longer.

Me: I give a "mrrp!" at each grope and tease, my blush deepening as the people watch. But knowing my owner is enjoying me turns the embarrassment to pleasure, and the casual petting calms me down to keep me steady. As promised, I just stand back while you do your job. My blush stays strong on the walk back, but I'm gradually getting more comfortable, nuzzling up to your leg in front of the audience.

BJP: I keep going just like that, seeing what gets the loudest reactions from you, and as such the most looks from all the nearby pokemon. Groping at your ass, your crotch, pulling your leash, just anything I feel like. Once we're back at the carriage I stop.

"Would the pet be so nice and serve as a stepping stool~?"

Me: Even as I'm getting more comfortable in public, my master still knows just how to push me to my limit~ I practically yelp at the touch on my crotch, and the resulting attention from everyone seeing me getting groped and toyed with makes my blush glow hotter than a summer afternoon! And it all makes me feel more and more like just a toy for master's amusement~

At my princess's command, I hop forward and get on my hands and knees, doing my best to be a good stool for you but inevitably preparing for my weak muscles to collapse under your weight~

BJP: I step on you, putting all of my weight on you. With the makeout session earlier I shared just enough of my magic with you to let you last maybe a second longer, and for the inevitable collapse so not hurt as much when my incredible weight does send you crashing down. Once I'm inside the wagon, I pull at your leash, helping you pull yourself up and into the wagon with me.

Me: I surprise myself by managing to hold out for half a second before being flattened, mind and body both squished and tenderized under the delightful pressure~ I relish the sensation as much as I can before you step up and off, following my leash like a good little pet and stumbling into the wagon.

BJP: I pull you onto my lap again, holding you gently as the carriage starts moving once more. Again my claws run through your fur, gently caressing your soft naked body.

"We still have a long day ahead of us, you think you can manage~?"

Me: I let out a weak purr of joy as you lift me. Once again, your gentle touch soothes me, calming me down from the intensity to let me be ready for more later.

"*mew*, yeah... As long as I'm with you, mommy..."

BJP: "That's good. Do tell me when you get tired though, I know just where to store you if needed*~" (*this was an offer to end, it didn't end up ever happening)

I smile, giving you a lick on the cheek. My claws continue to gently massage you, letting you fully relax in my grasp.

Me: "Thanks, master..."

I lick your hand in appreciation, then return to relaxing under your affections.

BJP: I hold you close, rocking you in my arms, nuzzling against your face. I simply relax with my adorable little pet for this ride.

"I had my doubts if such a weak thing could make for a good servant, but you're more than adorable enough to make up for it~"

Me: I grin at the various compliments, returning the hug.

"I'm glad you made me yours, princess~"

(At this point in the RP, BJP asked to clarify what species I was playing. After he told me what's ahead, I switched to playing a sneasel.)

BJP: It is not long until we reach our second destination, in the middle of a city very close to a big castle. I stand up and get out, though leave the cursed artifact in the wagon. For a moment, I let go of your leash.

"Servant, untie the pullers so they can guard the wagon," I say, pointing at the entei and the scolipede that have been pulling the carriage.

Me: "Yes, princess!"

Full of energy from the rest, I clamber up and untie the ropes; I'm great with my hands thanks to lots of practice serving~

BJP: The entei gives you a big lick as you untie him, and I grab your leash again as soon as you're done. I lead you through the city, towards the big castle. Just outside the castle we're met by a weavile with a red robe, accompanied by guards with too much armor on them to exactly tell what they are. The weavile looks at you with a raised eyebrow, but simply smiles and chuckles.

Me: Returning the entei's affection with a quick pet, I hop back down to walk at my princess's side on all fours. Having already been walked in public today, I only blush a little, though looking up to see one of my own kind looking down at me gets my cheeks nice and red again, but only moderately; I know my place, and it's clearly below the weavile's.

BJP: "Glad you could make it, Princess Bay," the weavile says, turning his attention back to me.

"Pleasure is all mine, Prince Cedric," I respond, coming to a hold in front of him.

"It's King Cedric now, actually," the Weavile says, but doesn't leave any time to dwell on it, leaning down to turn his attention back to you. "Who is this accompanying you if I may ask?"

"Oh, that? That's just my pet, pay it no mind. Or do, if you'd prefer, I don't think it would mind the attention," I say, lightly pulling at your leash.

The weavile kneels down, looking at you for a good moment... before reaching out a claw to gently scratch your chin. "Cute~ Does it know any tricks?"

Me: I step forward at the tug, smiling nervously. My nerves grow as the weavile stares at me, but the scratch under my chin makes me both relax and blush.

"... U-uh, I'm good at massages..."

BJP: "Well I might just have to see that for myself if I may~ But that's not what we're here for. Follow me." And so the Weavile leads us into the castle.

Plenty of pokemon are around, at least half of them sneasels and weaviles. And unlike in the towns were clothes are very much optional, every pokemon here is well dressed or armored, letting you stick out much more, all naked outside of your collar. And even here in this royal setting there's no shortage of me groping you, except now the king occasionally joins in.

Me: Surrounded by so many sneasels, all of them clothed and walking upright... The contrast makes me feel even more like a pathetic pet. The embarrassment grows alongside it, and feeling the king's claws groping me too ups the intensity further.

It's such a rush, dropping me deep into a subby headspace, the ruthless blushy pleasure of being used and shown off, of being reduced to a pet! But when my scarlet blush becomes burning hot, it's too much, too intense, and I meekly tug at your dress to ask for it to tone down for now.

BJP: Without saying anything, I pull your leash to let you walk on the other side of me where the king can't grope you, and I tone down my own groping into just occasional gentle pets. We're led into a big room with many other pokemon, again mostly sneasels and weaviles, all sitting around a big table. There's plenty of looks towards you, but nobody giving you too much attention, mainly focused on me any the king. We sit down, and I let you sit on the floor next to me.

Me: A bit of tension leaves my body, and I wrap my tail* around your arm in silent thanks. Still, just being surrounded and seen by non-pet sneasels is enough to keep my blush going strong~ Once I'm on the floor, mostly hidden by the table, more tension releases, and I'm able to relax at your feet. (*sneasels don't have tails, this was a silly mistake lol)

BJP: I let go of your leash, knowing you won't leave my side, but at least giving you the choice where under me you want to be. Be it under the table by my feet, between me and the king, or between me and an unknown serperior. Meanwhile all the people at the table start talking and discussing about things that aren't particularly relevant for pets.

Me: I spend a few minutes sticking close to you, feeling safest with my owner. But after a chance to cool off and with the privacy of the table hiding me, the subby headspace fuels me to get a bit daring~ I scoot between you and the king, nuzzling your hand while giving my tailfeathers a subtle wag~

BJP: The king smiles at you and pets your head as he continues talking. He's clearly the center of the attention of the discussion, though he does wait for when the attention shifts and not as many people are looking to reach down and give your butt some quick gropes, caught between wanting to appear professional, and wanting to toy with you.

I, on the other hand, don't care about being professional. So I don't bother to check who is looking when I pull you up by your collar to give you a several second kiss on the lips, only to gently let you down again right where you were.

Me: Being not just seen, but played with by my own species makes me feel especially small! The privacy keeps it relaxed and casual, bringing down the intensity and letting me get comfortable...

Before your sudden, prolonged smooch puts me in a spotlight, giving a bright flare of embarrassing pleasure that gets me blushy and tense, the feeling lingering for a while even after I'm back under the privacy of the table~

BJP: Once you're under the table again, I start rubbing my feet over you, brushing across your chest, back, face, and wherever they can reach. It seems nobody said anything about what just happened, or if they did you didn't notice, but just from the shift in people's tone it's clear that they saw you, and are thinking about you in the back of their mind as they keep talking.

Me: I'm lost in the rush for a moment, limp under your feet, but I recover quickly; I'm VERY used to this kind of play~ I shift and roll on the floor, rubbing back against your feet, getting them to feel all over me, giving your soles or toes a kiss whenever they end up by my mouth~ In all the excitement, I don't even notice when I let out a quiet purr, just loud enough to be heard~

BJP: Again, it's clear that people hear you, even if they don't say anything. From the corners of your eyes you can even see some taking just a brief peek under the table. My feet still rub over you, not taking a break in playing with you, rubbing over you in all the right ways~

Me: Whatever glances I notice, I'm quickly distracted, utterly enamored with my princess's feet~ I could play with them for hours, lost in the delightful sensations of rubbing and pressing and stroking and stepping, returning the affection with kisses and nuzzles and massages and cuddles!

BJP: Time becomes a blur as it starts getting unclear if you've been down there for minutes or for hours. Eventually though, you're pulled by your leash again. I pull you up and give you another long kiss on the lips, but this time instead of letting you back down to the ground, I keep you on my lap, where everyone can see you get pet and caressed by me~

Me: With my awareness worn down by the seemingly-endless affection from your feet, I don't even mind leaving the privacy of the table as you smooch me, leaning in to returning the kiss. A lazy, mindless grin covers my face as you set me on your lap, and it takes a second to notice that you are not, in fact, the only person in the world, and that an entire room is staring at me. From 0 to 100, my cheeks ignite with blush, and I bury myself in your breasts to hide my face!

BJP: Of course burying your face in my cleavage only serves to draw even more attention to yourself, but at least with you not seeing them, and them pretending not to mind, you can just pretend like they don't see you at all. All made much easier by my warm arms wrapping around you in a soft, comfortable hug.

Me: The hug from my princess soothes my nerves, and once the initial shock wears off it's really not that bad being seen. After a few minutes hiding against your chest, I shift into a more casual position, nervously glancing to see if anyone's staring at me.

BJP: The few minutes were enough time for most of the attention that was drawn to you to fade again, now only getting occasional glances rather than anyone fully staring. Meanwhile I just hold you close, rubbing your belly, caressing your fur, without any worries whatsoever.

Me: The embarrassment dies down; I'm safe in mommy's arms, comfortable and relaxed. I get the urge to purr again, and I let myself give a quiet one, carefree and blissful from your attention.

BJP: From there on, it's not much longer until the meeting is over. Everybody gets up and leaves, me included. Seeing how comfortable you are in my arms, I decide to just carry you rather than making you walk. The king invites us to stay, but I decline, saying I still have other things to do. So I carry you all the way back to the carriage.

Me: I purr all the way to the carriage, always happy to get the privilege of being carried. I close my eyes, and the world fades away, just my princess holding me close~

BJP: I lay you down in the carriage and tie the entei and scolipede up myself before joining you in the wagon. Only to sit down right on your face~

"This will be a particularly long ride, so I'll need a comfy seat~"

Me: I let out a yelp like a squeaky toy before my purring grows stronger, rumbling under your rump, delighting in the heavy pressure and in serving my princess~

BJP: I let myself get comfortable, rubbing over you until I find the perfect position. My smell down there is the perfect mix of mild fruity soaps and pleasant musk, strong while being very far from overwhelming. And you're trapped down there for quite a while, as this trip takes as long as both previous trips combined.

Me: The trip is a perfect chance to relax; the day's already been so eventful! Getting to just relax with my owner, surrounded by his familiar musk, it's as refreshing as a good night's sleep.

BJP: And so the time passes, hours of being trapped under my weight as I rub and grind and feel you purr. All the way until we're there. Stepping out of the wagon, we're back in my kingdom, though still a decent bit off from the castle. I grab that cursed artifact from earlier again, storing it in my dress before pulling at your leash.

Me: Squinting from the sudden sunlight and still sleepy from the trip, I shake it off at the tug of my leash and hop down to follow you, well-rested and energized!

BJP: Being back in my kingdom, of course the princess walking around gets much more attention, also resulting in more attention towards you. But I don't pay it any mind, simply walking with you into the target building, where we're greeted by a grumpig, who doesn't seem to pay you any mind.

Me: This walk is the easiest yet, knowing that these people are the most used to seeing me walked around. I only blush a normal amount, smiling casually the whole way. As you chat with the grumpig, I pass the time by nuzzling your ankles as usual.

BJP: Me and the grumpig talk as I show them the artifact we retrieved and we talk about it. As usual it's nothing that concerns you, until...

"Well that sounds very interesting... Though part of me wishes I could see it in action to learn more..." the grumpig says.

BJP: I think for a moment, before smirking. I hold the artifact in my hand, kneel down, and hold it out towards you. "Could you hold this for a moment?"

Me: I tilt my head, recalling hearing something about it being cursed... But if my princess wants me to hold it, then it must be either safe, or fun~

"Yes, princess," I say as I hold my hands out.

BJP: I put it into your hands and have you grip it. "Just hold onto it~" I pet your head before taking a step back.

Then, within only moments, your body begins to feel fuzzy. Not the bad kind of fuzzy, but not necessarily the good kind either. You can feel yourself getting weaker, even more so than you already are, and you could swear you're getting smaller too. As you get more used to the fuzzy feeling, you're pretty sure it's the good kind of fuzzy now, as it spreads over your entire body.

Not only are you getting weaker, but you could swear your claws are getting softer too, making it hard to hold onto the artifact. Before it can drop, I lay you on your back and lay the artifact on top of you so it can finish its doing. You get weaker, softer, and smaller, until a few minutes later, you're left as just a soft, cute pink sneasel plush, roughly half the size you previously were.

Me: As it starts to work, and I feel my strength (and myself) shrinking, a nervous smile spreads across my face; it's DEFINITELY cursed! The more that fuzzy feeling changes my body, the bigger my smile gets as I feel on the outside what I've been feeling inside all day: Small, soft, and helplessly weak~

From both excitement and weakness, my knees wobble, until you come to the rescue by laying me down. It's all too easy to lay still and let the artifact finish its job. When the changes finally finish, the little Sneasel plush looks up at its owner with beady eyes and a smile.

BJP: I pick you up, rocking you in my arms much more easily now that you're so small and near weightless. The grumpig comments on the curse, telling all they can, though there's one thing they don't have an answer to.

"Any idea how long this curse will last?" the grumpig asks.

"Well, I suppose we'll just have to wait and see~"

And so, after that long day, the princess returns to the castle, ready for bed with his favorite plush~

Me: Half-hugging you with my tiny arms, I'm literally speechless as you carry me home. Your grasp squishes into my soft, pliant body, giving that nice pressure sensation with hardly any effort. I'm so happy to be a tiny soft toy for my princess to play with!

[timetravellingkitty]

your throat has GOT to hurt from sucking all that bjp dick come on now

[martian-astro10]

Why are the majority of pro bjp people such big misogynists 😭😭. Like, even on Tumblr, most girls who are rightists are extremely anti women, what's up with that? As a pro bjp person, I'm so disappointed. Sucks. I see so many of them just posting stuff complimenting johnny depp, Brad Pitt, Leonardo DiCaprio, they're creeps and wife beaters, what is wrong with you. It makes me think that something must be wrong with ME, because I simply do not want to be associated with such people. We may be united in our sympathy for Bangladeshi Hindus, but I do not like you. I'm a girl before a Hindu. "Men suffer just as much as women" fucking idiot. You'll never be able to understand the shit my mom had to go through. How her "Hindu" in laws forced her to have an abortion because they didn't want a girl. Blind activism will never bring justice. Failure to recognise the bad in what you support leads to herd mentality.

This is why I always say, I like HINDUISM not HINDUS

[certified-yapper-guy]

As someone who's a hindu, hindutva is seriously annoying. Sanghis will enforce their religion on every Indian, ban the consumption of meat because it's against their religion, hate and bully the lower castes, and bully people who speak against about anything like caste oppression. I'm a hindu but what I'm mostly annoyed is the caste oppression and the fact that the upper caste people will show of their caste everywhere. I'm from the NE of India and we clearly don't speak much about our castes since we don't see people from their caste but where I live now (not in NE India), it's so annoying to see the locals just boasting about it.

Hindu sanghis will clearly enforce your opinions and if you're against them, they'll bully you. They'll clearly talk about the oppression of Hindus but they'll never talk about their hypocrisy, like you can worship a goddess but you can also harass a woman, you can let your wife fast for your longevity but you abuse her. Even, for an example, you make a slight cute animation of them, they'll bully you because you've 'mocked' their religion (there was this one animator on youtube who made a cute animatic and hindutva people were bullying him; they clearly won't understand this simple innocence of this video).

There's a difference between Hinduism and Hindutva, and I don't think the former was about enforcing your religion. But I clearly hate the latter since it's a BJP propaganda (trust me, I also hate indian politics and I think all parties suck).

If you talk about their hypocrisy, it's clear 'hinduphobia'

Sorry if some parts were against your opinion 😖😖

yup.

ive seen enough to know that any organised religion is shit tbh.

theres a difference between religion and faith. the latter doesn't need to scream to prove itself

[incorrectmahabharatquotes]

Ohh not the constituency obviously I just meant the political party! Sorry for the confusion!

No issues if you don't want to talk about that either it's completely understandable

See, I believe that thinking about the lok sabha elections as if we're directly voting for the prime minister of the country is flawed. We're not. We're voting for the people who represent our constituency. We don't have a direct line to the prime minister. I know the ruling party has made the political atmosphere such that we care about the Brand of One Person who happens to be our prime minister but that's really not how this works and we all need to snap out of the cult of personality thing and not fall into that trap.

Of course I'm not telling you to not take into account which party you're voting for as whichever party or coalition of parties wins the majority seats will decide who the prime minister is. But also I don't think that's the only factor you should consider. Consider the profile of the candidates at least. All Indian political parties try to make it pretty hard to look into the candidates' history but you can find out with a tiny amount of research. You don't even need to do much.

We've historically never shut up about our distaste for the BJP and their shitty governance and we won't shut up about it now either. They suck. So do the other parties, let's be honest. Politicians are just like that. Sometimes it can come down to picking the least evil option, or in this specific case, the least harmful option.

I, for one, am sick of having a one party majority in the parliament. They've always ALWAYS been the worst governments in the history of our country. I just want a change. I'd prefer it if we had a coalition government again. But that's just me.

You guys are smart people and I trust you'll make decisions after thinking about it and doing some research.

P.S. If you need something immediate that can help you choose the parties you wanna vote for, please look at the recently released ELECTORAL BONDS data. That's huge.

- Mod S

[your-local-femboy-bitch]

Oh hey yknow the reason countries become more intolerant as history went on was colonialism.

Ancient Africa was very gay and genderfluid, after colonialism Africa is one of the most intolerant continents.

Ancient India, while having rigid caste systems, also had protections for the Gender Non-conforming/Third Gendered Hijras who had their own protected territories, and ancient India had various genders. Post colonialism. Hindutva is spreading more and more in India, an idea founded on facism and Aryan race pyramids. Public lynching of Muslims become more and more prevalent and sanctioned by the government itself the press is suppressed we're in an authoritarian state. The Indian constitution was founded on Secularism, Inclusion, Democracy, Freedom of speech, religion. The freedom to spread religion and preach it. Trans protections are reducing every day. 1 million people of 1.4 billion hold 80% of India's wealth. Poverty might be low but only because the BJP changed the definition.

Colonialism sucks. End of discussion.

[186-3]

oh yeah india is really cool and also the world's most populous country and has so many incredibly smart and talented people and by all means it is and should be a world superpower

it's also in the process of throwing away its democracy in favour of a racist, hypernationalist, one-party government - the same government that funded this space program, likely with the primary intention of showing off india's power for nationalist reasons

india is cool. BJP is not. if anyone here votes in india, the please kick modi to the curb.

and while you're showing off how great your country is, make sure not to get sucked up into hypernationalist behaviour

Hey remember when US and Russia was all like “We’re the best!!! We’ve won the space race!!!!” But India sent a kick-ass space probe to Mars and the whole mission was fuel efficient, costed less and a roaring success in the first try and then they were like “…..wait no that can’t be true” and still have the audacity to call us “underdeveloped” or only view us as a ‘third world country’? :)

For anyone who needs more info, the probe was called Mangalyaan (which literally means space probe vehicle) or Mars Orbiter Mission (MOM) and you can also get more information here and here

[reinedescauchemars]

i am not white. i may look white, i may pass as white in almost every single way, but i am not white

this is a very important fact to remember for people who try to erase my perspective on current affairs in india. it sucks that you want me to shut up because it’s “none of my business”, but oh? what’s that? it’s my “i’m as desi as you are” card because neither my multiracialness nor my white-passing body nor my diaspora upbringing mean that i can’t have an opinion on oppression that affects desi people! try again a bit harder next time, the pro-bjp rhetoric was sickening to read, but your head was so far up your ass it was pathetic and made me sad you really earnestly believed all that. all you did was get me to block you, which wasn’t what you wanted at all. sorry not sorry about that

anyhow, pro tip: if you want to encourage political discussion and get someone to change their stance, don’t call them uneducated. that makes you look like a coward who can’t think critically

[timetravellingkitty]

I'm just curious, what made you hate hinduism? Like, do you hate the religion or hindutva? I also don't like hindutva as a hindu because it sucks tbh. Hindutva sounds like a BJP fascism to me, and tbh I hate the BJP and Modi a lot.

I hate both hindutva and hinduism because hinduism is not a real religion

[bauliya]

I'm ngl rich Indian liberal's white worship of james mcavoy is really taking the fun out of my silly lil crush :(

[sivavakkiyar]

fuckin nandy. he sucks in every regard but that one of the most popular posts on this site re the BJP was his account of meeting Modi in the 90’s and going oh he had a distinctly fascist personality I could tell by how he talked as a psychologist lord save me

[orrible-orrible-orrible]

Once again pitying the Indian education system and the current misinformation kids have about politics