#mera bachcha

[natkhat-sa-shyam]

I think that if you let me, I'd treat you like the sky, I'd join up all your insecurities and bundle all your flaws. I'd create a new constellation and search for it endlessly.

I know you don't see yourself, the way I see you.

And you still argue, when I call you beautiful. But all the things you can't stand about yourself, are all the things I can't go a day without.

I think that if you let me, I'd build an observatory, just to show you that all the stars will never shine as bright as you.

[pixlerelish]

Mera bachcha? Nahin.

[philophi9999]

MERA HAIN MERA RAHEGAA KOI JANMAL BACHCHA BHII CARE NAHII KARTAA...😄😄😄😄😄😄

[nawaazishein]

[dahibada]

I'm very proud of you chhote<3(shhh)

Even piddu is very proud of you golu<3(shhhh)

[safed-saunf]

The Feeling of Diwali

It's that feeling you get, just knowing the diwali lights are on, with the faint background noise of some stupid kids bursting crackers. What is it? Maybe it's the assurance that your entire building, sector, city is feeling the same thing you are right now. Or maybe it's the excitement of the near-future filled with tash parties and sweets, quiet nights in discussing politics or evenings out looking at every other neighbour's diwali lights. It's a season filled with that feeling, so even though you spend most of it thinking of what's to come, there's a fair bit of action in the present too. Running downstairs to see the lights on your house, getting up on the day of, D-Day if you will, and making that rangoli that you've been planning with your mother for a week. Rangolis- they are a whole different set of memories. Going around looking at what everyone else made, keeping up with pintrest to see what's the trend this year, choosing colours- which one and how much, the debates on using a stencil and the clean-up afterwards- but most importantly, waiting for the compliments to roll in. Obligatory or sincere, those were always welcome. Nani’s exclamations of joy and wonder, her smile and a sweet “mera bachcha”; or Nanu’s jokes, for so many of which you are the sole audience. Your brother’s nagging and egging you on to come closer to a firework- but you are always wary. Diwali is about the beautiful nights, but it is also about the mornings. Packing gifts and planning with mama and papa which one goes to whom only to have at least one mix up every year. Those shopping trips which were either last minute or the result of the huge-bumper-dhamaka sales at the mall. The almost frantic cleaning spree that everyone got into- even a speck of dust was equal to the highest order of disgrace. And then the guests, oh the guests. There is nothing better than guests. It isn't really the people themselves, but the unity with which you, mama and papa prepared for their arrival. Nobody was spared the chores, although papa and you would often slack off in front of the t.v. only to be told off by mama who was the most diligent worker. The guests could be over for a tash party, or just for wishing and having chai- it didn't matter, everything had to be well set up, because after all, it is diwali. And now, diwali is mostly just that feeling. It's without the hubbub of family and guests, and you almost miss it when you're away from home- but you will find glimpses of it in that nice suit you've been setting aside for an occasion, that pack of cards you're frantically searching for, or the tash party with friends where the only delicacies are chips and whiskey in inoccuous bottles of coke. The Feeling creeps up on you when you're simply cleaning your desk or walking down a well lit road in the evening, but the nostalgia it brings throws you into tears and laughter all at once, because who thought we'd be so far away from home?

[nonestinventus]

"Everyone I know has either died or been sent to jail. Maybe I'm just bad luck... Maybe I should've died in that fire." // [stabs you with an angst knife and dumps you in sad juice] whoever you feel angsty with tonight, my friend owo

{🌸}- She wanted to raise her voice when she heard what he had said; tell him how he should never wish for such a thing, but that would only make the world’s biggest hypocrite. Ever since that trial -- since her beloved’s murder -- how often had she wished that the fire had consumed her, or that the bullet had taken her life? All she could do instead was exhale a sigh, the weight of her regrets and sorrows weighing down on her shoulders.

“Apollo,” the queen’s voice was gentle, soothing as any mother’s would be. “You are not cursed with bad luck; you have been faced with many horrible situations, something that no child should ever have to face. You were caught up in the conflict of others at too young of an age, and because of my sister’s awful actions, your true family was cruelly ripped away from you. If I had been more aware of her true intentions, none of that would have happened, so I must apologize to you for it all.

“If anyone should have died in that fire, it should have been me, but it was not, just as it was not you.” Amara let her eyes drift closed as she inhaled a silent breath. He was family now, whether he wanted to believe that or not, and so she was fine allowing him to see her weakness, but he needed something more, she could tell. The only question was if she could really be the one to provide it. Could she actually help her second son see his worth -- see how he was needed and cherished by those around him, when she could hardly do that for her first son?

“You claim that everyone you know has either passed on or been arrested, but that is not true.” Delicate fingers rested beneath his chin, tilting his head up gently to look at her. “I distinctly remember quite the crowd being here to support you when you returned for that trial, and I still see that foreign detective assisting you and Nahyuta at crime scenes, and he is also still alive and well, and not behind bars. Rayfa also speaks quite highly of you, and she is still here. Datz, while he certainly is a frequent visitor to jail, he is still around and cares very much for you.” When she realized that she was perhaps beginning to ramble, she shook her head. 

“My point, mera bachcha*, is that you are not alone in this world; it hurts to lose the people you love, I know that very well.” Her hand went to rest over her chest, over her hidden burn scar. She had thrown her own country into chaos and lost her husband -- nearly losing both of her children in the process as well. “But none of it was your fault. The people you have lost have not been lost because of you. If you truly believed that the fire should have taken your life, that it was all your fault, then you would not be here right now having this conversation with me. You are strong, Apollo; you carry a strength that one mightier than even a dragon has ever carried. We must live on in the memory of those we have lost.”

[neycrisbale]

Luckiest Man Emre * Emre Can Imagine* @zlatan--ibrahimovic

===========================================================

~2 Days Ago 

I took a step back looking at everything inside of the empty ballroom. Smiling I looked around, “Are you excited for the big day?” Maddy asked

I nodded, “I can’t believe in two days I’m getting married” I said looking over to her

She smiled giving me a side hug, “I can’t believe it either, I can’t wait for all of the dancing and drinking “She said sighing

We both laughed, “Really not even to see your best friend get married just about the dancing and drinking?” 

She rolled her eyes as we began to walk out of the ballroom, “I mean I'm excited and can’t wait to see the Lehenga that you’ll be wearing because you still haven’t told me the design but its a celebration after all” She said pointing at me 

As we met up with the other ladies, we talked for a little longer before going back to my Parents house. 

~Present

I bit my lip looking down at my phone, and hesitating to press the contact number.  I wanted to call, I wanted to hear his voice but at the same time I knew any moment now they would be banging on the door to get me to open up the door. 

I sighed settling my phone down, and opening the door. “Y/N!!” Maddy said jumping on me

I laughed, “So this is how we’re starting the day off?” I asked hugging her

She smiled stepping back a little, “I cannot wait for today, and I know Emre is going to want to get to the honeymoon really quick so let’s start getting you ready” She said

I shook my head at her, as I followed her down the stairs and into the kitchen where everyone was having breakfast. We ate together with my Parents and the other bridesmaids, and recalled stories of how we met and other random stories that came to mind. 

When we’d finished we helped clean up, before getting ourselves ready to go to the salon to get ready where it was even more stories being told with the exception of drinks being added to the occasion. 

It didn’t take long to get everyone ready, seeing as today was the last day of our ceremony there wasn’t much to do however I was still very nervous. “You know I think my henna messed up a little bit yesterday” Stella said looking down at her hands

I chuckled, “Where at?” I asked

She showed me, and shrugged. “I don’t think you can notice it when you look from a far which people will be doing today” She said which caused us all to laugh. 

After everyone had finished getting their hair and make-up done, we got into our cars and headed towards the location of where the wedding was going to be taken place. Once we were all in the dressing rooms, the girls got dressed. 

I sat in the chair looking at the double doors that led out into the crowd awaiting Emre and I. “Mera bachcha theek hai?” asked my Mom

(A/N: My child are you okay?)

I nodded giving her a smile, “I’m okay Mom”

She smiled, “You know your father and I are very happy for you right? Emre is an outstanding young man” 

I looked down at my engagement ring, “He is, isn’t he” 

She nodded, “Today is the day where, everything that we’ve done the past seven is really set in place” 

I sighed leaning into her, “Do you think he’s going to love my Lehenga?”

She chuckled, “What man doesn’t love a woman in red and gold?”She said 

We both laughed, before I stood up giving her a hug. “Thank you Mom”

Placing a kiss on my head she said, “Anytime my love” 

(Emre’s P.O.V)

I sighed pacing for what seemed like the thousandth time. I could tell all of the guys were getting annoyed but they weren’t in my spot and couldn’t feel the amount of nervous and thoughts going through my head. 

“Emre man, c’mon he’s got to stand straight sometime right?” Daniel asked looking around the room

“Daniel it’s normal that he’s nervous” Mo said 

I let out a breath, “Alright” I said making everyone look at me

“What?” Mesut asked

“Do you guys think she’s here?”

They all groaned throwing their heads back, “Bro she’s here and she’s ready to get married to you, you two have gone through the past six days I think if she didn’t want to marry you she would’ve said something by now��� Jordan said patting me on the back

I nodded looking at my hands, “You’re right, you’re right” 

It became silent once again, before a knock at the door broke it. “Emre we’re ready for you to enter” Liam said 

I looked over to him and then back to the guys, and they all stood up. “Well Emre let’s go see the Mrs’s huh” Dejan said placing his arm around my shoulder

I chuckled nervously as we walked towards the entrance of the ballroom. The guys had to go ahead, as I waited being the last one. “Alright Emre” Liam whispered 

I nodded sighing before taking the first step. As I entered the room more, I could see the bridesmaids dressed in the similar red and gold that Y/N and I had on. When I entered the room fully, is when I stopped in my tracks. 

My eyes landed on Y/N, and I couldn’t help but smile. Walking the rest of the way, I could feel something that I’d never felt before as we’d stood at the mandap looking at each other. It was something that just made me want to cry, and soon enough I did. 

(Y/N P.O.V)

I watched as tears slid down Emre’s face, everyone watched him and I ,as I wiped the tears that fell from his face. “Emre” I said 

He smiled laughing lightly, “I’m a big baby I know” He said causing everyone to laugh

“Why are you crying?” I asked

As I looked into his eyes, there was an emotion in his eyes that I haven’t seen before. Adoration. 

“You’re just- you’re just so beautiful. I don’t know how I got this lucky honestly” He said 

I smiled looking up at him, “I don’t know how I’d gotten so lucky either”

Emre held my hands in his, as he stared at me. The priest began speaking again behind us, but we paid him no mind until it was actually time for us to say or instructed words. 

After getting the okay to kiss, Emre placed both hands on either side of my face before placing his lips on mine. When we’d broke apart, I couldn’t stop smiling as Emre and I looked at each other. “Main aapako ant samay tak pyaar karoonga” Emre said smiling

(A/N:I will love you till the end of time) 

I looked at him and it felt like my eyes were bigger than normal and my mouth like it was touching the floor, “Did you just-”

Emre nodded his head, “I did” He said laughing slightly 

I brought his face down to mine and smashed his lips onto mine, pulling away I smiled, “That was so hot please say some more of that when it’s just us two alone”

[philophi9999]

MERA SOCH GALAT THAA SIMPLE GARIB KAA BACHCHA HUMBLE HOTAA HAIN..

[currentnewsss]

Jackie Shroff Before Tiger Shroff's Debut Told "Mera Kaam Hai Sirf Bachcha Paida Karna..." To Sajid Nadiadwala

Jackie Shroff Before Tiger Shroff’s Debut Told “Mera Kaam Hai Sirf Bachcha Paida Karna…” To Sajid Nadiadwala

टाइगर श्रॉफ की शुरुआत से पहले जैकी श्रॉफ ने साजिद नाडियाडवाला को “मेरा काम है सिरफ बच्चा पैसा करना …” कहा – देखें (फोटो क्रेडिट: इंस्टाग्राम / विकिमीडिया) इस हफ्ते द कपिल शर्मा शो में अहान शेट्टी, कृति सेनन और टाइगर श्रॉफ के साथ प्रोड्यूसर साजिद नाडियाडवाला आ रहे हैं. सोनी टीवी ने एपिसोड का पहला प्रोमो साझा किया है जहां साजिद को टाइगर के पिता जैकी श्रॉफ के बारे में बात करते हुए देखा जा सकता है,…

[dahibada]

I haven't gave any of my friends any nicknames

Mujhe kabhi pyaar aata hai to me kuchh bhi (chhotu golu molu mera bachcha kanka) aise kuchh bhi😂

Reblog this with the names you call your friends

Ishan- Ishida, Isha, Issue, Vandro(monkey in Gujarati), Gadhedo (donkey in Gujarati)

Kenisha- Kensiha, Shenika, Kennedy, Bhukdi, Gadhedi(donkey in Gujarati), Edi, Bevdi

Dhyana- Dhana Marcha Aadu Limbu(Dhanya,mirchi,adrak,nimbu), Dhyanudi, Dhana

@yehsahihai @shanti-ashant-hai @aal-izz-not-well @sulthaaan @dahibada

[adeshkumar]

Mera Bachcha Aur ek saal bada ho gaya Aur main thoda sa Aur jawan.. Happy birthday beta..love u🥰🥰🥰🥰.. (at Indira Nagar, Lucknow) https://www.instagram.com/p/CVTRg3_BMHZ/?utm_medium=tumblr

[dopedclown]

BAUJI

Bauji shabd hi aisa hai,

Jo kaho to natmastak kar deta hai.

Bauji harf hi aisa hai,

Jo suno toh krit-kritya kar deta hai.

Kar lo jitni bhi mann ki,

Par jb wo bulaate hain mera naam.

Andar se hi awaaz aati h "ji bauji",

Chahe kr rahe ho jo bhi kaam.

Bulaenge wo jb bhi kuch khaas hi hota hai,

Par kahenge nahi us "Khaasiyat" se,

Rakhenge pyaar se, dulaar se jaise bachcha koi chhota hai.

Dekhenge ek hi tarah se har bar apna mann chhupate hue,

Dil mein hai pyaar, soch mein hai fiqr har lamha.

Sochenge zara aur jee lun iska bachpan jeete jee,

Fir toh bada hoga hi ek din, aakhir ye waqt kbhi kahan thama.

Nikal jata h waqt sara isi soch mein,

Kahi iske kandhe dukh na jaye bojh se.

Rakhte h bauji dil pe patthar, dete hain zimmedari isi soch mein,

Aaj nhi toh kal alag hoga hi ye meri godh se.

Sikhate hain wo jeevan ka gyan, jeene ka dete hai tareeka.

Anmol hote hain bauji sabke, yaad rakhna jo b unse seekha.

Rahegi ye seekh unki har waqt saath humare,

Himmat degi, degi hausla, bn k rahegi saath jaise saye ho humare.

Aaj bhi bauji ka naam sanjeeda hai hothon pe humare,

Bauji shabd hi aisa h, k natmastak h sheesh humare....

[natkhat-sa-shyam]

इस मोड़ से जाते हैं

When i sing this for u,

आ, चल के तुझे मैं लेके चलूँ एक गगन के तले

जहाँ ग़म भी ना हो, आँसू भी ना हो, बस प्यार ही प्यार पले

एक ऐसे गगन के तले

I meant this place,

Whenever you're sad, or feeling stressed,

All i do is take you to this place.

और यहाँ sunset देखते देखते तुम्हारी बातें सुनुंगा, तुम्हें राजभोग आइसक्रीम खिलाऊंगा <ik it's your favorite>, और तुम्हें सहेलाऊंगा।

[tellywoodtrash]

suno chanda ep 3 lb

dj is me. so easily bribed with pizza.

lmao she’s sooooooo cute.

"aap kyun tension le rahi hain, meri behen toh khud chaar-paanch bando pe bhaari hai!”

i love how jiya’s bad bitch status is so firmly established in this household.

lmaoooooooo kinza’s reaction makes me lol every time. she really is from another planet compared to these karachi waale pagal.

pfffffffffft, yasir ne bas LSE ka prospectus ratta hua hai. who the fuck talks like this about a college they’ve personally been to?

ouff jiyaaaaa, so easily you fell for his palmistry bs.

aur is khabees ko dekho, kaise zoom maar maar ke photo kheench raha hai.

haaaayye arsal, dj isn’t even here, why are you taana maarofying him!

LOL PLAN TOH TERA HI HAI, AB KYUN YASIR PE BHADAK RAHA HAI KE USNE TERI BIWI KA HAATH PAKDA????

gosh, remember HOW well naeema-shahana used to get along? the show really blew that up to bitssssssssss. i know that they got back together in the last ep, but it still makes me sad how others really fucked that relationship up for a while.

ugh y dis fucker SO CUTE????????? i wanna spread him on a piece of toast and just eatttttttt him upppppppp.

sherry’s very ok with marrying some rando chick he’s never even seen or talked to. like.... ffs.

jiya please! stop confiding in this kinza meesni! she’s so chock full of negative vibes. 

lmao jiya is as impressed with arsal’s mba as i am. which is NOT AT ALL.

notice that jiya isn’t saying that haan main le loongi talaaq.

lol idhar kis baat ki payment ho rahi hai?

arsal beta, tu kaunsa mazdoori kar ke kamaata hai yeh paise, ki tu isko paison ki ehmiyat sikha raha hai????

LMAO I LOVE THESE TWO IDIOTS SO MUCH. HE WAS SO MAD AT DJ, PAR SELFIE MEIN TASHAN KI KOIIIIIIIII KAMI NAHI.

i love naeema’s bitch faces sooooooo much. really and truly!

bless nazaakat’s heart for always siding with jiya first.

NAEEMA IS SO DAMN SCARY JFC.

oh godddddddddd jhaapad time.

lmaoooooooooo nazaakat ke dramay and the way he swoooooned.

why is applying for a scholarship a bad thing???????

oh shit joota haath mein, run jiya run!

jfc the slapping!

lolololol this fuckerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

OMFG NAEEMA STOP SLAPPING!!!!!!!!!!!!11

betaaaaaaji, kuch hi dino mein tu entirely different reason ke liye aise hi apne dil ko pakde ghoomega. tab dekhungi tujhe!

hahahahahahhaha jalal phupa’s face.

“woh kaunsi movie thi, woh kitne aadmi the?” “kidhar??????” “wohi, gabbar waali.” “hum dushman mulk ka phillum nahi dekhta.”

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT.

lmaooooooo the way she yelled at phupa too.

LOOK AT THIS IDIOT’S SHEER GLEE. AND PHUPA’S CONFUSION.

huma trying in vain to talk sense. cutie shush. tumhari logic ko sunne ya maanne waala koi nahi hai yahaan.

lol jiya’s sooooooooo entitled to whatever crap she subjects him to. matlab haq jamaane ki bhi hadh hoti hai!

UGH JUST FUCKING KISS ALREADY.

like seriously, i loveeeeee how she plays so dirty with arsal, and gets mad when he even suggests retribution.

USSI SPEED MEIN HE’S FOLLOWING HER AROUND THE HOUSE.

hahahahahaha both their faces at kinza for being a fucking creep and not keeping apne kaam se kaam. YES. GOOD. DON’T LET THIS B GET BETWEEN YOU TWO.

OH SHUT UP MEESNI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

ew no don’t call her sweetheart!

UGH KINZA WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS.

lel jiya getting madddddddddd.

le, now masooma wants a boy like arsal. just yesterday she was like “ugh what did they see in arsal????” make up your mind woman.

jalal phupa is dropping nothing but 100% truth about arsal’s nikkammapan.

jfc masooma. maayeka hai, hotel nahi.

“assi itthe langar khole hain?” lmaoooooooooo shahana!

UGH MASOOMA’S MEESNI WAYS. 

i like the jalal-shahana bonding. they’re both such overdramatic birdies.

lo, bete ka AMMMAAAAAA screaming of the day has started.

lmaooooooooooo jiya switched off his shower ka paani.

huma still trying to use her powers of logic and reasoning, which have no takers here.

notice she can’t imagine being married to anyone other than arsal. :)))

bijaan’s faith in men to accomplish absolutely anything is same as mine. which is zero point zero percent.

DJ YOU TINY PERV.

every time arsal calls dj “gonglu” (turnip), i get 3 months added to my lifespan. it’s the cutesttttt fucking nickname everrrrrrrrrr.

“arre beta, humari zindagi mein toh siyaahi hi siyaahi hai.”  lmaooooooooo

12 FOOT KA GRAHAN HAHAHAHAHAHHA

this chaand sighting waala drama between cities and countries every. single. year. is the most hilarious to me.

aww he let her take the paratha even though he opened the dish first.

jalal aur uske dramay shuru!

lmao the look arsal and amma exchanged. i love these two and their snark sooooooooo much.

arsal’s little smirky giggle at shanno saying jalal is just here to put nazar on their food, toooo cute!

THE AMOUNT ARSAL ENJOYS TORTURING POOR JALAL PHUPA!!!!!!!!!

aaaaaand aghaji and sherry are hereeeeeeee!

bijaan is me when i get guests in the house. ugh dafa ho sab ke sab.

BIJAAN MASSACRING MASOOMA AND HER FAKEASS MASOOMIYAT, LEL.

“khabees log zehmat hote hain, zehmat!” i need this embroidered on a pillow.

WHY IS JALAL SITTING AROUND PPL EATING IF HE’S SO TORTURED? masochism ki hadh.

lmao sherry’s confusion at this ainvayi ka roza.

UGH I HAAAAAAATE THIS GHUSAAYA HUA SHERRY/KINZA ROMANCE.

“hor kinna raasta chaahida tannu???” god i love shahana so much.

meanwhile these two mischievous monkeys are doing their worst to influence bijaan. so badlyyyyy.

“arre, main koi anarkali hoon jo mujhe deewar se lagayega koi????” lolololol

I LOVE THESE TWO DUMB ASSHOLES SO MUCH.

god this gift laana nonsense. the amount of money and luggage space we foreign-returns have to waste in this process. the worst.

aw sherry. you wee baby. come i adopt you. i’m your mom from today. aa mera bachcha. *holds him forever and ever*