#desi novel

[ahamasmiyodhah]

𝐀𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐦

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇; when two star crossed lovers are reborn to unite, whole universe comes to bring them together.

𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁: Rudra's viewpoint |

𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐘𝐀𝐘; “I'm not doing this to claim him. I'm doing this because I'm his.”

𝐑𝐔𝐃𝐑𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐀𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈; “Love isn't claiming your ownership on someone, it's surrendering oneself to that person and is a promise to love, cherish, respect and be with that person on every step of life.”

He felt restless.

He didn't knew why.

His heart was somewhere else.

But he didn't knew why.

His feet carried away on it's own, his hazel eyes unfocused, hands deep into his jeans' pocket. His mind jumbled up with the loud thoughts of why is it happening?

Suddenly, his feet halted at the beautiful melody which invaded his ears. Whipping his head around, he realized that he was at the banks of Ganga, and the water with the melody immediately calmed his mind but piqued an interest. Who was this?

Following the sound of the tune, his feet carried him to a wall, where on the top podium a Girl was dancing. Dressed in a pain white chikankari Kurta and leggings, her feet were wrapped up by the Ghunghroos of a Dancer, and the chiming of Bells was rhyming with the song coming out of her phone.

Unaware of the listener, the girl kept dancing and her thick wavy hairs flew with wind, and as if the wind changed it's tide according to the melody, it started blowing a little harshly as she hit the high note, removing all the hairs of her face, and he was starstruck by the women sat there.

The small red dot on her forehead looked more brightened over her fair face, and those kohl coloured eyes? They were definitely like that of a doe. So beautiful, yet so dangerous.

Ambika couldn't blink.

It was as if she couldn't hear the bells, the sound of drums and conches, the chant in the name of holy river Ganga, or the very thundering claps of the devotees. She forgot how to breath.

She forgot everything, the moment her eyes clashed with his.

Illuminated by the pious fire of camphor, holding the aarti in his hands, wearing off yellow Dhoti with golden work at the border, and his broad forehead painted with three white lines and a small vermilion circle in between, his eyes glimmered with complete devotion as he sang the hymn and rotated the holy fire.

Ambika couldn't believe what she was seeing, the distant sound of the Shankhanaad making her chest rising up and down rapidly as tears blurred her eyes. Her senses were overwhelmed as she suddenly turned and pushed Maatangi, Debadrita and Ruchika away, and ran away as she ignored their calls, her blurry eyes somehow seeing the busy path as she tried to block the loud sound and flashes in her mind away.

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[melancholic-prose]

Current WIP....

Details

[manincaffeine]

when the teasing goes from cute and innocent to ‘oh that turned you on, didn’t it?’

[tuta-hua-saaz]

Somebody said Chetan Bhagat is the Colleen Hoover of India and I have never agreed with something more

[maihonhassan]

Everyone says;

"Tum khulay baalon main achi lagti ho"

But Salar Sikandar says;

"Tum baal bandh lou, main baar baar apni baat bhool raha hoon."

[ariasmontage]

something for the mind, something for the body

[aahanna]

A DESI- GIRL URGE TO READ THESE I INCREDIBLE NOVELS

[kafi-farigh-yusra]

Imama: Acha, mai aik arab likh deti tw kiya kartay?

Salar: Tw aik arab bhi de deta.

Imama: Kahan se dete.. fraud kartay?

Salar: Kiyun karta? Kamaa kr deta.

Imama: Saari umer kamaatay hi rehtay phir.

Salar: Acha hota, sari umer tumhara qarzdaar hi rehta. Waqyi acha hota.

Aab e Hayat by Umera Ahmed

[nabihahahahhahaha]

When Umar jahangir said "tum bohat achi ho, magar mujhy tumsy muhabbat nahi hai" is really true! Kuch log wakie humary dil me chah kar bhi nahi utar paty!

[heruntoldfeelingss]

Lekin tumne toh usey dekha bhi nahi…

Uski surat nahi dekhi meine lekin uska dil itna khoobsurat hai k bass usi k sahaare meri saari zindagi guzar jaati. Surat se lagaav toh kuch dino mei feeka padhjaata hai lekin ye jo dil se lagaav hojaaye toh sadiyaan beet jaati hai, dil ko jo azeez hai uski nishaaniyaan humesha humesha k liye saath rehjaati hain.

/Excerpts from a novel I might never write🫠/

[mycomfortspace]

"Yeh Dunya humein apni maa ki nazar se nahi dekhti"

- Parizaad.

[melancholic-prose]

Hey! This is like my.....third or fourth? Time back on Tumblr so I'll make it short. Feel free to interact anytime nd also I'll be sharing a little about my current WIP on this blog so stay tuned!

[manincaffeine]

To bury my head in the crook of your neck. to lock my fingers with yours. to run my hands through your hair. to pull you closer by your waist. to lay my hand on your jaw and look into your eyes. to love you. with everything i’ve got.

[maihonhassan]

when Parizaad said;

"kuch shaamein aesi dhalti hain ke sooraj k sath sath hamara dil hi doob jata hai, dooba sooraj tou agli subha phir nikal aata hai, magar jo dil ek dafa guruub hojaye wo kabhi tuluu.a nahi hota."

[ ग़ुरूबغروب setting (of the sun, moon etc) sunset]

[ तुलूअ'طلوع a rising (as of the Sun, Moon or stars ]

[ariasmontage]

i bought a new tea cup set and it has made me giddy with happiness.

[aahanna]

The world of Premchand's female characters..

This is the strong aspect of Premchand literature.

To understand Premchand's creative vision, it is necessary to look deeply at his philosophy of women. Of his approximately 300 stories, a hundred are on women's life, while not more than 50 are on the rural environment. The role of female characters in his novels is also not less. There are strong female characters in every novel. Among his female characters, Suman, Sukhda, Nirmala, Jalpa, Dhaniya, Malti etc. cannot be forgotten.

Premchand's women society is Shatarupa. It contains heart-touching stories of human relationships. In his profuse female characters, glimpses of relationships like girl, young woman, girlfriend, wife, mother, sister, friend, daughter-in-law, widow, sister-in-law, prostitute etc. will be found, in which their independent personality has been lost and women have become the embodiment of exploitation, slavery and submission. Yes, but this is one aspect of his women's philosophy. Nirmala in his literature

('Nirmala' novel)

Live and die the most painful life, but all the female characters are not destitute and slaves of men, rather these women challenge male authority, refuse to accept their husband as God and are active participants in procreation and Swaraj movement. Women will be found.

Premchand depicts the traditional form of woman in his literature. It reveals the poignant nature of her being a woman and her compulsion to live with the problems and tortures of family life and creates a modern sense of self-consciousness in her. It is written about Malti of 'Godaan' that she was a butterfly from outside and a bee from inside. There is a collection of modern woman's values in her butterfly and traditional feminine values in her bee.

To understand their women's issues, it is important to know and understand Dhaniya and Malti.

Is. This modernity in Premchand's women's thinking is not from the Western women's movement, but is the contribution of Arya Samaj. He was a member of Arya Samaj and was associated with its reform movement. Along with this, they consider protection of sexual purity and chastity of women as paramount. Premchand creates high level human ideals (sexual purity and chastity along with service-sacrifice, motherly love, sacrifice, motherhood, creation of family, active for national goals) and consciousness of self-realization in the female characters. These women have the ability to take a man to divinity ('mystery' story). In 'Godaan', Mehta says, 'Woman is as superior to man as light is to darkness. Forgiveness, sacrifice and non-violence are the highest ideals of life for humans. Woman has achieved this ideal.

Premchand does not want to break the family. Although his story 'Bade Ghar Ki Beti' is famous, he also gives it a modern form. They talk about the use of artificial methods for family planning and limiting the family to two children and its rights, monogamy, man's right over property, divorce and woman's right to half the property.

In his writings, Premchand brings the Indian woman equal to the man and writes that the man should give up the madness of ruling over the woman, otherwise they will remain in their own rights. They should have equal rights and the decision should be left to them only.

In this way Premchand establishes the condition and direction of Indian women and becomes the father of women's discussion. Her women's thinking becomes the foundation of independent India and women get many rights.

Source - kkgoyanka