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रढ़िया पंचायत के मुखिया पति की मौजूदगी मे भूमि सर्वेक्षण को लेकर आम सभा की विशेष बैठक का हुआ आयोजन

अरेराज, निखिल दुबे: बुधवार को प्रखंड के रढ़िया पंचायत में भूमि सर्वेक्षण को लेकर आम सभा की विशेष बैठक की गई। जिसकी अध्यक्षता स्थानीय मुखिया पति रामबाबू मिश्रा ने की। बता दे की सरकार के द्वारा भूमि सर्वेक्षण को लेकर कार्य शुरू होना है। जिसको लेकर स्थानीय लोगों एवं जनप्रतिनिधियों को जानकारी दी गई। विभाग के पदाधिकारी द्वारा लोगों को यह जानकारी देते हुए कहा गया कि जमीन से संबंधित सभी दस्तावेज को ठीक…

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4, 23, 25, 15 for the ask game <3

hiiii lilyyyy <3 ty for the ask

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

ok so it depended on which teacher u asked ig? cus my language teachers adored me (😋 academic validation yes) but my p.t. teacher LITERALLY H A T E D me like from day 1 to day last she LOATHED me i have a suspicion why but forget that but my science teachers also loved me mainly cus i was good at science then 😭

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

okay well we never had to read books for assignments but we had library books that were switched weekly from 5th grade right? and i wud say my fav book that i read out of those was probably 'The Twins at St. Clare's' by Enid Blyton or the Secret Seven series. i love love loveddd these ones i would literally beg around asking for who had the next book in the series so that i could exchange my current book with them next week. another series i literally loved sm was the fairy chronicles by J. H. Sweet. like, r u kidding me? just look at the names of some of the books they SOUND so good

and they are kind of spiderman-esque? like, i dont remember very clearly because i was literally 10 when i was reading these but i think it was smth like there is a secret fairy society and these girls are fairies but they can't tell their parents or any normal human but they have to save the world whenever there's smth wrong it was SOOO GOODDDD. anyway i'll stop ranting about them now 😭 (also one last thing, i loved the twins at st clare's sm that i actually googled if st clare's is a real school where i can convince my parents to let me go to BECAUSE IT SOUNDED SO AWESOMEEEE AAAA)

23. strange habits?

ok so out of the habits i do know that i have, some strange ones are:

i am one of those people who will crack(?) their bones sm it will either terrify you or piss you off. not kidding. i start with my back, the typical try to bend backwards with some kind of support halfway till your back, and then i twist my upper back all the way to the left and then to the right and it literally sounds like gunshots. (i think theres sm up with that, gonna go to the doc soon) next i crack all my knuckles etc etc etc i do it with my elbows and my knees too its sooo satisfying but it drives my dad crazy aksjks

i touch my nose a lot. this is smth i have noticed recently but i feel like whenever im having a convo with someone and dont know what to say i scratch the bridge of my nose or just touch it or smth and its SO SUSPICIOUS 😭 like i feel like the person's gonna think im hiding something or lying i promise im not suspicious im just nervous or smth 😭

i......sing. like, when you're saying smth but u realise that that sentence is a song lyric too and then why would u say it normally when u cud sing it like an i-deserve-a-grammy-person? yea. that. i do that a lot 😔 do u still think im cool

25. first song you remember hearing?

i donttttt knowww i guess it would be a lullaby or a nursery rhyme? i really dont remember any songs from my childhood 😭 like i guess i remember the theme of this one cartoon i used to watch which was called 'chhoti anandi' (its so cool i still sing it sometimes) but i think i was around 8-9 when i started watching it? pretty sure i listened to more songs at that time and before that too but ig thats one of them so 💪🏽

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Nagadih Lynching Accused Claims False Implication in Court

Mukhiya Rajaram Hansda testifies he was framed for refusing to name suspects An accused in the 2017 Nagadih mob lynching case testified in court, claiming police falsely implicated him. JAMSHEDPUR – Mukhiya Rajaram Hansda, an accused in the 2017 Nagadih mob lynching case, testified in the court of ADJ-1 Vimlesh Kumar Sahay, claiming police falsely implicated him. Hansda, jailed since June 2017,…

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Tum Jo Mileyy Lyrics

Singer:Shekinah MukhiyaAlbum:Woh Ek Mulaqaat Ab rahe na kahin koi veerangiMuskurane lagi khushnuma zindagiChal pade ishq ke dilnashi silsile Tum jo mileyy tum jo mileTum jo mile tum jo mile Khamoshiyon ko mili hai mehfilMain thi safar mein mili mujhe manzilSajne lage hai khayalon ke dinLamhe guzrate nahi hai tere bin Naa rahe waqt se ab to siqve gileTum jo mileyy tum jo mileTum jo mile tum jo…

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बदमाश मुखिया | Badmash Mukhiya | Hindi Kahani | Moral Stories | Bedtime ...

[sivavakkiyar]

Mayurkola has been in the news since July 28. Speaking to reporters that day, Asha Lakra, a Bharatiya Janata Party politician and member of the National Commission for Scheduled Tribes, listed it as one of the nine panchayats in Sahibganj where a total of ten Adivasi women elected representatives were married to “Bangladeshi infiltrators, Rohingya Muslims”.

While Lakra did not name any of the women, she did mention the posts they held – eight mukhiyas, including of Mayurkola, one panchayat samiti member and a zilla parishad chairperson.

Lakra was echoing what her party colleague and member of parliament, Nishikant Dubey, had said on the floor of the Lok Sabha. In his speech on July 25, Dubey had alleged that “Bangladeshi infiltrators” were marrying Adivasi women to grab their land and property, and to use them as proxies to gain power in the Santhal Pargana, the northeastern region of Jharkhand, traditionally home to the Santal Adivasi community. Dubey had claimed, without evidence, that 100 Adivasi women mukhiyas were married to Muslims.

His claims, meanwhile, echoed what Union Home Minister Amit Shah had said at a meeting of the BJP’s Jharkhand unit on July 20. Shah alleged that “thousands of infiltrators” were marrying Adivasi women to “obtain certificates and buy land”. Labelling this as “love jihad and land jihad”, the home minister claimed this was leading to changes in the demographic of the state.

Scroll travelled to Sahibganj to investigate the claims emanating from the highest rungs of India’s ruling party. Since Lakra was the only BJP leader who had cited specific evidence in support of her contentions, we used her list of nine panchayats as a starting point.

Scroll found that in four of the 10 cases, Lakra’s claims of Adivasi women being married to Muslim men were outright false. Three of the women had Adivasi husbands. The fourth, Kapra Tudu, had married outside the Adivasi community, but her husband, Nitin Saha, is Hindu, not Muslim.

In six cases, where Adivasi women panchayat leaders were indeed married to Muslims, all of them told us they had married out of choice. “The Indian constitution gives us the freedom to marry whom we please,” one of them said.

Lakra’s claim that the men who married these women had done so to take over their land rings hollow in light of the fact that none of the women had inherited any familial land.

[shanti-ashant-hai]

yaar this is making me miss my mom's village

aise karname roz karne ko milte the

Ye main kya dekh rha hu, Summer

Bhaisahab talont hai vo 😎

[sambhavami]

The Lost Flute - Part 8 (Rohini and her Moon)

Once the official adoption procedures were finalized, announcements were made on every street of the city of Dwarika, detailing how Pradyumna, prince Krishna's firstborn, and the heir to the throne had returned home, having been turned magically into a teen. Every Monday after that, Manmatha was expected to appear before their praja along with Krishna and Rukmini for weekly charity commitments. Even though neither of them said anything to his face, Manmatha could feel the hesitation in Krishna and Rukmini. Looking at them, he would remember Mayavati's words, on the first day that they had been left alone in their new palace after their 'marriage'. "People don't stop grieving just because the government told them to." She had told him.

Occasionally, he tried to apologise to them for their troubles. Every time he was met with, "Just keep your chin up, and keep smiling!" He had been astonished to find exactly how much the members of the royal family play-acted during these outings. He found their donations were genuine, but they would be much happier if the money was distributed without the farce of the meets and greets.

The only time he truly enjoyed his new life was when he was on the training grounds. All Yadava warriors had accepted him without a second thought. He was exhilarated when they challenged him to duels and afterwards, marvelled at his natural talent. The only people who could defeat him in any duel were Krishna, and occasionally Balarama. He did not mind losing to either one, since both of them laughed and joked with him the entire time while teaching him new and better techniques. He felt especially proud when Balarama would ruffle his hair after a wrestling match, or that time when Krishna had excitedly held out his arm to Satyaki exclaiming, "Look! The kid is actually making me sweat for it!" Manmatha practically lived to see that undiluted joy of having met one's match light up Krishna's eyes.

His interactions with Rukmini were very limited. She was never rude but also did not show him any more affection than she had the first time. Even though her aloofness bothered Manmatha at times, he was grateful to not be on the receiving end of her wrath again. Sometimes, she would summon him to her chambers, often for minor chores. However, he was always eager to fulfil her wishes, often drawing joking remarks from Mayavati. Nevertheless, the entire palace knew by now, even though Rukmini's demands of the new prince were minor, she had developed a rare trust in him, in a way she trusted no one else.

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After the whole fiasco with Manmatha, Rukmini had thrown herself into work, trying desperately to avoid the deathly emptiness that threatened to consume her every time she was alone. Her newfound enthusiasm however had caused some upheavals in the royal household. Since Rukmini had picked up most of the daily chores, Rohini found herself with some unprecedented free time.

Rohini had been the head of Vasudeva's household even before he had married Devaki, and once he did, her entire life turned upside down as she found herself hiding away in Nanda-raja's backyard. Out of the guilt of being dependant on the mukhiya, she had made it a habit to complete a majority of the housework before Yashoda could get to them, despite incessant protests from the couple. Once Kamsa was killed, she returned to Mathura but found it quite impossible to get rid of her old habits. While Devaki and Vasudeva recovered from their inhumane ordeal over the past quarter of the century, she found herself tending to both Krishna and Balarama, all the while as a war waged on outside her home. Never mind having to single-handedly raise her little daughter.

Once Revati arrived, they shared the responsibility of the house, but once Revati gave birth to her daughter Shashi, she had slowly extracted herself from the joint household, and built her own home in a different corner of the city, away from the din of the city and the scrutiny of the royal palace. After her marriage to Krishna, Rukmini had also tried to pick up some of the responsibility. At the time, Rohini had almost laughed in her face when the young Rukmini had come asking if she could help. When Krishna had come to argue on her behalf, Rohini had laughed him out of the women's quarters as well, "You brought home a child, Kanha! Take her on some nice trips, and we'll talk in a decade!"

Now when Rohini looked at her Kanhaiya's chief consort, she no longer saw a naive young girl who had left her entire life behind to be the bride of a man she hero-worshipped. In the past few years, she had seen ups and downs equating to an entire life. Now, her eyes were always kind but tired, and she had developed a personality that suited the future queen more than that lovelorn teenager. Once, Rukmini had taken up the caring duties for Devaki as well, Rohini found herself confused as to what to do with her time.

She tried to visit Balarama's a couple of times, but every time she entered a room, the flurry of servants hiding the half-empty glasses of liquor, and her son staring back at her with a guilty look, clearly inebriated, had put her off more and more. Even playing with her granddaughter did not bring her as much joy anymore.

Finally, she had gone and plopped down on Yashoda's bed. Yashoda had only smiled as she continued churning butter by the window overlooking the ocean. Rohini had sighed as she had shook her head, "Mother Yashoda, when will you learn to relax? You're staying in a city made of gold, seeing your precious Kanha three times a day, and yet you do not stop working!"

"I don't want to become like you, didi! Come to gossip in the middle of the day?" Yashoda laughed. The long years of working side by side had nurtured an easy camaraderie between the two, where Yashoda could laugh and quip at the senior royal three times her stature and never get in trouble.

"Seriously though, you have become much closer to our daughters-in-law than any of us who actually live here!" Rohini complained with a smile.

Yashoda laughed, "Well, duh! Since I don't live here, all of your bahus think they are yelling into a void when they complain to me!"

Rohini went and sat beside her friend. Holding her face up by her chin she whispered, "So won't you tell me any? Does our friendship mean nothing to you, Yashode?"

Yashoda retorted in the same flirty tone, "What to say, I am very corrupt, didi! I need bribes for each bean that is spilt."

"So what would you take?" Rohini pointed to her necklace with a twinkle in her eye, "Would this suffice, or shall I have to empty the royal coffers?"

"What would I do with pearls, didi? My son buys me plenty. He will dry out the ocean and submit every last pearl at my feet if I so command. If you want me to talk, you must pay up!" Yashoda winked.

"Ooh, so what is costlier than the entire earth's worth of pearls to you Yashode?" Rohini smirked back.

Yashoda smiled mysteriously, "Just a week," relishing Rohini's look of puzzlement, she finished, "A week of your presence in Vrindavan. Each secret that I tell will cost you one week more!"

Rohini chuckled, "Could you have invited me in a more roundabout way?!" Internally, she was grateful for Yashoda's keen observation. Yashoda always did have a penchant for reading minds, just like Krishna!

Yashoda quickly broke Rohini's chain of thought with her cheerful manner, "By the way, didi, at the rate your daughter tells me secrets, I'll easily trap you in Vrindavan for a year straight!" Looking at Rohini's face Yashoda knew she had caught her interest. With some persuasion, she continued, "Your daughter, yes! Your Bhadra is learning a lot from her youngest sister-in-law!"

Rohini gasped, "Rukmini? Oh my God," Her eyes brightened with recognition. Striking her forehead in mock exasperation, she exclaimed "Who is she in love with? I will die Yashoda if you don't tell me right this instant!"

Yashoda smiled brightly, relishing the moment, "Some random lad called Arjuna, some brahmans came to the temple and filled her ears with all nonsense, about how he's an archer, like her brother, tall, dark and sensitive!" 

Giggling, Yashoda continued as Rohini looked at her in anticipation, "I am joking, didi, he's our dear Pritha's son. He sounds like a nice boy, I was thinking I'll ask dear Bhadra to write a letter, and I'll ask princess Rukmini to help her. Given she managed to get our Kanhiaya down to her house in a matter of days, she clearly knows what she's doing!"

"You will be the death of me one day, Yashoda! You should be dissuading Bhadra from such thoughts at such a young age, and here you are fuelling the fire!" Rohini remarked.

Yashoda leaned closer, "Didi, you and I, we grew up together. Let us not forget all the nights you spent pining after brother Vasudeva! You danced for fifteen minutes when your marriage was fixed!"

"As if you never pined over your Nanda-raja!" Rohini rebuked her.

Yashoda stood up, pretending to be insulted, "Yashoda and pine? Never! All the men, including your Nanda-raja followed me around the whole village. It's his good fortune that I chose him! Whatever reputation our Kanhaiya has, all that charm! It is his rightful inheritance from his mother, is it not?!"

Rohini's smile turned dull all of a sudden, "Then why do you not speak to him anymore?"

Yashoda turned to face her, embarrassed, "You know what he did, didi. Would you have tolerated it?"

"I was aware of the switch too, Yashoda, why do you still laugh and joke with me? I would argue, that being a guest in your household, I betrayed you even farther!"

"You were looking out for your family, he gave up on his!" Yashoda whispered, her breaths growing heavy.

Rohini chuckled, "Had you never seen that side of Nanda when you married him? Haven't you seen this behaviour anywhere else Yashoda?"

"What do you mean, didi?" Yashoda asked, even though her heart felt like it had frozen out of fear.

"You have seen it, Yashoda, and yet you refuse to accept it. Don't you remember when your Krishna lied his head off to all the grief-stricken gopis in Vrindavan? How easily, he walked past trampling over every single relationship he had, everything sacrificed at the altar of the greater good. Why even talk about Krishna, let's talk about his father! He exchanged Devaki's life for his children, and handed them over to be butchered himself! What did he get out of it? A woman that is so broken, that she wishes for death with every living breath! When Jarasandha attacked, I begged and begged him to send the boys away, to Hastinapura, to Panchala, somewhere! He simply said that they are God's gifts and that God himself will keep them safe. He didn't have to sit with them all night as they writhed in pain from their wounds, while I stood completely helpless! He did not have to watch them learn to suppress a growing amount of pain, for the good of the entire kingdom that depended on them! He didn't have to soothe his terrified daughter who woke up with nightmares every night because her brothers were off to war and she didn't know how to help!" Rohini wiped a tear, "You got to keep their childhood, Yashoda, I watched them lose it."  She laughed sadly, "Krishna, Vasudeva and Nanda, they're all cut out of the same cloth. The kind that will step up, make the hard choice and be the bad guy, alone, so everyone else can sleep without a blemish on their conscience. Sometimes, while protecting everyone else, they forget to extend the shield to us." Rohini sighed, "All we can do then is remember why we chose our person, fight to keep that person alive within whatever they eventually become."

Rohini left, her mood having been soured, leaving Yashoda lost in a sea of thought.

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In the middle of the night, holding a lone candle Yashoda quietly made her way to Nanda's room. He was fast asleep on the couch, a manuscript still held in his hand, as the candle before him struggled to stay alight. Unknowing to Yashoda a smile had crept onto her lips. She gently patted him on the chest. Nanda woke up with a jolt and stood upright before realizing his wife's presence. "You-you're here?" He asked, almost grinning ear to ear. Yashoda suddenly felt a wave of guilt wash over her. This man, even after so many years of being married, was still surprised every time he woke up to find her in the same room as him as if he still couldn't believe that he got to marry her! She forced a smile, "Why? Can't I visit my husband in the middle of the night?" Nanda laughed nervously, he couldn't read Yashoda sometimes.

Yashoda sighed, "Listen, I have decided to return to Vrindavana, can you talk to Kanha and make the arrangements?"

"Of course, if you wish we'll leave tomorrow itself! But, what happened, I thought you had decided to stay longer?"

"I feel like we've imposed on them enough. It's time to go now." Yashoda's face glistened in the candlelight, "I think I am ready to give us another chance. I don't think I'll ever be able to move past what happened, but I just want you to know, that I want the man that I married returned to me. The one that would follow me around the village, and would break the pots that I carried, just to prove his courage." She smiled slightly, "Yes, mukhiya ji, I know who taught our Kanha that trick." Nanda lowered his head to hide a sheepish grin.

"However," Yashoda continued, "You will give up being mukhiya once we get back. I hate the shade of you that politics brings out. And, I will never hear another word about 'the greater good'. Understood?" Her large eyes clung desperately to her husband's face.

Nanda embraced his wife, his eyes welling up, "Your every command will be fulfilled, Yashode! I'll never speak nor do anything without your command henceforth, my queen!"

Yashoda swatted away his hands, with a glare in her eyes, "Fifty years went by, and you still say the same wretched words."

Nanda smiled, forming deep wrinkles on his kind face, "Fifty years, and you still melt at that, say who's the fool now?"

"It's still you, Nanda-maharaja," Yashoda settled down, her head laid on his chest, smiling sadly, "but at least you're my fool!"

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Lash milegi jungle main meri kisi din

ishq kar betha ho gaao k mukhiya ki ladki se

लाश मिलेगी जंगल में मेरी किसी दिन

इश्क़ कर बैठा हूँ गांव के मुखिया की लड़की से

[shanti-ashant-hai]

um, idk bro maybe if i decide to be aryan from dhoom 2

I'M SORRY YOU STOLE A WHAT

AN ATM ITS NOT AS BAD AS IT SOUNDS

ok so the mukhiya of my moms village is an asshole, and a proud one at that. he's acts like he's the best and bro cant even do simple maths.

anyway, so he'd installed like three atms in the village, WITHOUT SECURITY CAMS? like behen how dumb are you???

his reasoning was that since the crime rate had reduced drastically in the region, there was no need for security cameras because he 'trusted his people' (which was utter bullshit)

so that night, because i was angry, i convinced my favourite cousin (the 23 year old who is an icon) to come with me and steal the atm. because he's amazing and my best friend, he agreed, and we both just. walked to the atm with no problem, other than this sleepwalking uncle, who bhaiya had to lead back into the house.

so bhaiya is this huge guy who weight lifts with lpg cylinders for fun, so it wasnt very hard to just steal the atm. again, it was 3 in the night, everyone was sleeping and it was with zero security cameras.

so we dragged it to the mukhiya's house. i picked the lock, we kept it in the aangan, and bhaiya wrote a nice little note that said, 'isko hum paanch minute me chori kar liye. kripeya security camera lagaiye, warna agli baar hum teeno atm churaenge aur wapis bhi na karenge'

also we were making weird puns the entire night, it was amazing.

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Mukhiyas from Jamshedpur Visit Kalyan Gurukul Chaibasa

Delegation of Mukhiyas visits Kalyan Gurukul Chaibasa to evaluate training quality and student facilities. A group of 30 Mukhiyas from Golmuri and Jugsalai blocks of Jamshedpur visited Kalyan Gurukul Chaibasa on Sunday under the leadership of Kalyan Gurukul Jamshedpur Principal M K Sharma. JAMSHEDPUR – On Sunday, 30 Mukhiyas from the Golmuri and Jugsalai blocks of Jamshedpur visited Kalyan…

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Terra Merra Lyrics

Singer:Nihal Tauro, Shekinah MukhiyaAlbum:Dheere Dheere Raffta Raffta Tera.. Mera.. Dil paagal hai dil deewanaDil paagal hai dil deewanaTerra merra, mera teraTera mera, merra terra Dil paagal hai dil deewanaTera mera, mera teraTera mera, mera tera Har mod pe hai ek afsanaHar mod pe hai ek afsanaTera mera, mera teraTera mera, mera tera Meri zindagi meri har khusiAb hai judi tere naam seTere…

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Bangladeshi National Arrested in Bihar: Infiltrators Using Fake Documents and Marrying Local Women to Secure Indian Citizenship

Araria, Bihar: A Bangladeshi national was handed over to the police by the local village head (Mukhiya) in Araria district, Bihar. The individual, identified as Mohammad Nawab, had been living illegally in India for the past three years. Nawab not only illegally crossed the Indian border but also used forged documents to obtain an Aadhaar card and a voter ID card. During this period, he married…

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SMC KOI NAHII HAIN....JOTISH MUKHIYA BARHO MUKHIYA KE JAISA...KHATAM HO JAAYEGAA....

“You may say I’m a dreamer,

But I’m not the only one.”

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Gawna Kara Ke Saiya Arab Gail by Gagan Dev Mukhiya on Beatsource

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[shanti-ashant-hai]

But

Hi

I have 2 questions

1) STORY TIME please. I need motivation

2) WHY THIS KOLAVERI DEEEE

ok ok fine storytime from the time my mom broke out of jail because @eugenephosgene and @chandrayee asked for it. its not that much of a big deal tbh it wasnt even for a very big crime just ppl being misogynistic

so anyway, when my mom was 16/17, the mukhiya decided that every girl in the village wasn't going to be seen outside the house after 8 pm. which she thought was ridiculous because she sometimes went over to my dad's house to study and came back home at around 10.

so, naturally, she goes to argue with the mukhiya, who is having none of it and basically told her to fuck off. and my mom was so furious she started throwing stones at his house, which led to him calling the police and them kinda just taking her to jail to call my nana nani and tell them what theire daughter was up to.

so while she was kept locked up my mom managed to steal the keys from this random guys pocket, all bollywood style, breaks out of jail and takes some criminals out with her. the criminals are so thankful that they promise if they ever meet again they'll help her

the criminals ran over to other places and they never really met again. strangely, one of them is now our neighbour and my mom is best friends with him.

i only know this because the day they moved in my mom stared at him like 'mujhe pehchana????' and he stared at her too like '...jail wali ladki??????' and my mom nodded and they started laughing while the others were all wtftf

so yeah anyway y'all tell me im cool but the real girlboss is my mom