#naveen literally is an Indian name!

[dejwritesarchived]

these princess and the frog fan casting pissing me off because why y’all casting a black man as naveen when naveen is south asian 😭😭😭😭.

[saeweedbrains]

danny as naveen in disneyland🤞🏽 i see the vision very clearly

(my danny is always desi btw… and naveen is clearly south asian. naveen is a male sanskrit name and indian plus his mom literally wears a saree do not tell me that he doesn’t carry a single drop of south asian blood in him when he so Does. open ur eyes. man fuck disney for merging a bunch of cultures in one bc they don’t know their shit for their movies.)

and idk u can make this a dpxdc crossover too ig by making any team go to disney and uncover/solve a mystery that happened there w him.

[enigma-the-mysterious]

I am watching The Princess and The Frog for the first time to humour my baby cousin. I kinda dropped midway in the movie so I could be getting some facts wrong but this Prince Naveen is supposed to be South Asian, right? I mean, Naveen is a popular East Indian name meaning "new" and...

.... that's literally a saree. His mum is wearing a saree.

(Plus his dad has the typical No Beard Brown Dad Mustache)

[headoverheelsforramsey]

Hiiiii! Here are this week's different questions lol

Not Yet Wed Questions

Note: Great Scott! This week, we are going back in time to MC’s intern year. Think of Ethan’s relationship with them at this point and answer the following questions accordingly. It is entirely up to you when in year 1 this takes place (pre/post Miami, pre/post CH 15, etc). Feel free to answer with dialogue or pictures or both :) Have fun!

No worries. All of this is off the record and HR will never know!

The setting for this answers is:

For Both

When I first saw them, I thought__________

What is your coworker's most used swear word?

Quick: What color are their eyes?

Three people at work your coworker hates?

What is your coworker’s strangest or most endearing quirk?

If they had a crush on anyone at work, who would that be?

(Bonus round! Feel free to skip.)

Never have I Ever:

come into work hungover

had a fistfight

been kicked out of a bar

gotten a tattoo

broken someone’s heart

been in love

For MC (Ethan is not there)

Where do you see him in five years (both professionally and in his personal life?)

What do you find the most impressive about him?

Last thing he texted you?

If he asked you out on a date, what would you say?

For Ethan (MC is not there)

Where do you see him in five years (both professionally and in his personal life?)

What specifically do you find attractive about her?

Last thing she texted you?

If she asked you out on a date, how would you respond?

Hello Hello Bree! My weekly dose of sunshine has arrived! 🤗

Sorry this took so long I am literally neck deep in assignments.

Anyways can I just say that these questions were just brilliant!! Book 1 is so close to our hearts and Ethan MC dynamic back in the day was priceless. 😂

Just a fair warning this contains a lot of pinching noses and rolling eyes because that's what book 1 Ethan used to do all the time. So now let the fun begin! 🤩

The setting for this answers is: Post Chap 15, before the ethics trial.

Ethan : Remind me again why I am doing this?

Meera : Because you are unemployed and have a lot of free time, also because I asked nicely? (with puppy eyes)

Ethan (Rolls eyes)

FOR BOTH

When I first saw them, I thought__________

*Both of them wait for each other to answer*

Ethan : You go first, this was your idea.

Meera : Oh boy. Why do I have the feeling you are going to hate me even more after this?

Ethan : I can't hate you more than I did when I first met you.

Meera (expectantly) : So you are saying the hatred for me has declined since then?

Ethan : Just answer the damn question.

Meera : Okay fine. I thought "why is this person being so rude to me? I am still a kid I am still learning. Such an asshole, gotta keep outta his path."

Ethan (looks at her amused) : I thought "ah shit here we go again. A new bunch of nerve wrecking idiotic interns incoming."

Meera (dramatically opens her mouth and places her hands on her chest) : Ouch! Rude!

Ethan (sly grin)

What is your coworker's most used swear word?

Meera : Jesus. Christ. Jesus Christ. He is religious that way. (winks)

Ethan : Very funny Rookie. She on the other hand has an explicit vocabulary in slangs but I think I have heard holy shit, holy cow, holy fuck the most.

Meera (excitedly) : See I am religious too. Also look at us twining in swears.

Quick: What color are their eyes?

Meera (immediately) : Ocean Blue! No, Celestial blue!

Ethan (looks at Meera, surprised)

Meera (suddenly concious) : Blue. Just plain simple blue.

Ethan (thinks for a moment)

Meera (puts a hand over her eyes)

Ethan : What are you doing?

Meera : I won't let you cheat.

Ethan : Cheat? I don't cheat.

Meera : Ofcourse the great Ethan Ramsey doesn't cheat. Then go ahead and ans---

Ethan : Dark brown.

Meera (impressed with him)

Three people at work your coworker hates?

Meera (heaves out a long dramatic sigh) : Ask me whom he doesn't?

Ethan : I tolerate most of them though.

Meera (chuckles) : I think it'll be Dr. Thorne, Dr. Myles and Dr. Hirata. Atleast these are the ones he complains about the most.

Ethan : Hmm. Fair enough. Bose here obviously hates that back stabbing "friend" whose name I'd rather die than learn. And I think Dr. Emery and Dr. Mirani also falls under this list.

Meera : Full point for the first one, but I think Aurora is a good person overall, she has some issues, which we need to work out. And I don't hate Zaid, I just don't like how he is always in a grumpy melancholic mood.

Ethan : Which is very justified of him given that he has to work with the interns the majority of his work hours.

What is your coworker’s strangest or most endearing quirk?

Meera : Easy, pinching the bridge of his nose and rolling his eyes when annoyed, which is all the time by the way.

Ethan : I think adjusting her glasses when it threatens to slip from her nose and forming her lips in a strange way when concentrating.

Bree : I am sorry doctor could you just explain the last part better.

Ethan (rolls his eyes and tries to do his best impression of Meera's pout)

Meera (chuckles) : That's not how it's done, Ethan. This is how it's done (pouts)

Ethan : Yeah same thing.

If they had a crush on anyone at work, who would that be?

Ethan : Crush? What are we? Highschool students? I am not answering that. (prepares to leave)

Meera : I think it might be Dr. Emery.

Ethan (stops short on his way out, turns around and takes a seat again) : Really Rookie? Fine you want to know her crush? It's that scalpel jockey, or that paramedic guy she is so friends with or maybe that other Indian intern roomate she has.

Meera : What! No. They are my friends. What made you think that?

Ethan : What made you think Harper is my crush?

Bree : Okay doctors let's move on to the next round.

Never have I Ever:

come into work hungover

Meera : Nope!

Ethan : Never. We are doctors we might get someone loose their life.

had a fistfight

Meera : Yes.

Ethan (looks at her unbelievingly) : I thought you were the harmless kind.

Meera (smugly) : I am mostly harmless, untill you get on my bad side. What about you?

Ethan : I'll have to say no.

Meera : You punched Nash though.

Ethan : He didn't punch me back, so doesn't count Rookie.

been kicked out of a bar

Meera : Unfortunately yes.

Ethan : Unfortunately yes too.

Meera : What?! The great Ethan Ramsey?

Ethan : Stop calling me that. I am a human afterall and I had some very stupid friends back in med school.

gotten a tattoo

Ethan : No.

Meera : Yes.

Ethan (smirks)

broken someone’s heart

Meera : Not that I know off

Ethan : I am not proud of it but yes.

been in love

Ethan : No.

Meera : Expected. For me it's yes. Maybe it didn't last but I can't say what we had wasn't love.

For Meera (Ethan is not there)

Where do you see him in five years (both professionally and in his personal life?)

He thinks he won't practice medicine anymore because he can't solve Naveen's case but I know he won't be able to resist helping people and ofcourse that is what Naveen always wanted. So, professionally, he is doing wonders. Inspiring thousands of hearts, guiding hundreds of young doctors and saving millions of lives. The diagnostic team has becomes globally recognised. He has written another book or two. Maybe won the Lasker Awards.

Personally, I hope he is happy and not lonely. He needs someone by his side. Someone who can tolerate his sarcasm and critisisim. Someone who will put a smile on his face when he wakes up beside her. Maybe he'll have a family, if that someone is really strong-willed. (let's out a dry laugh)

What do you find the most impressive about him?

His passion for what he does. He just lights up and enrapts the entire room when he speaks about medicine. And I just get lost in the sea of passion in his eyes. Also his stubbornness and unwillingness to give up is really impressive.

Last thing he texted you?

I'll show you wait.

He ordered about half a dozen books on Medical Law and Ethics for me.

If he asked you out on a date, what would you say?

(stays silent for a long time)

I don't think so he will. Like the chances are really really thin but trust me if he does I wouldn't dare say no. (colour rises to her cheeks)

But yes that's in a different world. A world in which we don't live. (sighs wistfully)

For Ethan (Meera is not there)

Where do you see her in five years (both professionally and in his personal life?)

If she manages to save her lisence she'll be a wonderful doctor. She'll save innumerable lives and be one of the brightest stars in medicine. I am sure she'll secure a spot on the DT and maybe even lead it someday. She'll make me proud. (smiles genuinely)

Personally I hope she'll be with someone who loves her more than anything and that she is with literally anybody else but that scalpel jockey. She'll have a loving caring partner who'll cook her meals when she comes home from a twelve hour shift. She'll have amazing friends especially the ones she has now. They really love her and they didn't think twice before helping her out with Mrs. Martinez's case.

Maybe she'll have a family. A few kids who will also grow up to show a stunning reflection of their mother.

What specifically do you find attractive about her?

Ethan : I can't say attractive but I'll say I like her personality. She has a magnetic one that makes sure to turn heads any time she walks into a room. Also I love that she cares so deeply about people and she is willing to go out of her way to put a smile on these people's face. Like for example Mrs. Martinez.

Bree : So is this "like" or "love"?

Ethan : Did I? Did I just say love? I am so sorry I meant like.

Bree : Could you enlist something physically attractive about her?

Ethan : If I have to. I'd say I love, er... like, like her laughter. It literally brightens the entire room. (blushes)

Last thing she texted you?

"Thank you Ethan"

If she asked you out on a date, how would you respond?

(sighs) I would feel lucky to go on a date with her, but right now in this situation? It's too complicated. I can't jeopardize her career, so it's a no form me, despite my actual feelings.

This was so fun! Thank you once again @jamespotterthefirst

Tagging my usual : @starrystarrytrouble @mm2305 @charisworld @choicesfanaf @potionsprefect @genevievemd  @shanzay44 @little-flowers-on-heaven @schnitzelbutterfingers  @coffeeheartaddict @gryffindordaughterofathena @chemist-ana @adiehardfan @custaroonie @ireneadlerisseggsy @takemyopenheart @natureblooms24 @mainstreetreader @izzyourresidentlawyer @a-crepusculo @quixoticdreamer16 @starryeyedrookie @barbean

Please let me know if you want to be added or removed. And if you want to sit out only the answers to the ask games hit me up too. There won't be any hard feelings. I promise. 💜

[satrangee-ray]

MEET MY MC:

Dr. Inara Hepburn (she/they)

Doctor, internal medicine | Leader of the Diagnostics team at Bloom Edenbrook Hospital, Boston.

Fiction novel writer | Published books include 'Phoenix' and 'The blurry insides of Truth' | Pen name: Indradhanush.

Non-binary | biromantic | demisexual | Out and proud.

Queer rights activist.

More below the cut—

Physical features:

Height: 5 ft 8 inches

Eye colour: Green

Hair colour: Dark brown

Current face claim: A customized cartoon character from Avatoon.

General info:

Birthdate: 21st May, 1992

Age: 29 years

Zodiac: Gemini

Birthstone: Emerald 

Ancestral background: Indian, from mom's side, American from Dad's.

Hometown: LA, California (born); Kolkata, West Bengal (brought up).

Education: St. Jonathan's Convent, Kolkata; Presidency University, Kolkata; Boston University School of Medicine.

Nationality: Citizen of India, applied for a green card in the US.

Family: Manimala B. Hepburn (Mom, passed away in 2017), Thomas Hepburn (Dad, dead to Inara, they'll kill me on knowing that I've mentioned him here), Juthika Banerjee (Maternal aunt), Bhaskar Banerjee (Maternal uncle), Swara Banerjee (Cousin), Ayan Goswami and Vaani Sinha (Childhood friends, chosen family).

S/O(s): Pranani Dutta (ex, dated for 4 years) Vaani Sinha (ex, a brief trial before realizing it wouldn't work out), Dr. Ethan Jonah Ramsey (current long term partner).

Nicknames: Rookie (Ethan), Inu (Pranani), Nars (literally everyone), Tara (family members), Kokil (mom).

Personality traits: Witty, empathetic, kind as to let people walk all over them. Alternates between extreme don't-give-a-f*ck and extreme people pleasing attitudes, struggles to say no. Sarcastic to the bone, and a complete clown in front of people close to her. Communist, idealistic, but passionate enough to put in the work to get the world to the place she deems it should be.

Random facts: 

Inara is bilingual. She can converse fluently in English, Bengali, or Hindi, and is currently learning Spanish for her newfound love of Spanish music.

Proud owner of a typewriter, Geetabitan, the entire Hercule Poirot book collection, and the Diagnostics Principles by Dr. Ethan Ramsey.

Having grown up among extreme financial crunches, Inara is a bit too stingy for their own good. They squeeze toothpaste out of tubes till the last drop, choose to buy only specific vegetables according to cost efficiency, stitch and alter old clothes to reuse multiple times, and cannot for their life attend a single rich people event without wearing a constant "save me" look on their face.

She can sing. Really well, but she sucks at playing an instrument. Or… she can do both, but not simultaneously. She barely learnt to play a little bit of the harmonium and the ukulele, but she always wanted a partner who either has a good voice or plays an instrument. Luckily for her, Ethan has a passable singing voice, but she had fallen for him a little more when she had gotten to know he plays the cello. 

Inara's 3 main life obsessions include rainbow merchandise, clothing in general, and earphones. They can sell themselves for the love of these goods, and if you as much as touch these belongings of theirs, they will set you on fire. An important ground rule they always establish with their intercourse partner is that their clothes cannot be harmed in the process of taking them off. Ethan had once ripped off a button, and they did not talk to him for an entire day until he ordered ten more such satin shirts at his own expense.

Inara loves cats! Animals in general, but more specifically cats. No wonder she's dating Ethan.

Rabindrasangeet SNOB, their favourite pass-time with Naveen is to mutually obsess over the white-bearded man's songs. They also have sort of an inside joke with him, that they might secretly be related to him, cause he and their mother share the same maiden surname, whereas he and they, an incredible and easy bond.

Inara has two patent nicknames she loves to address other people with. The first one is Honey, which is mostly used as a sarcastic form of address, and the second B*tch, is used as an affectionate one. 

They are a self-proclaimed wannabe stereotypical queerperson. They want to have at least 7 piercings in weird places on their body, and tattoos depicting random stuff like a cat in those savage sunglasses, or deep quotes saying "stay strong". But unfortunately, they are not strong enough to even think about the prospect of needles piercing their skin. Hence, they try to treasure that one nose piercing their mom had gotten done on them when they were little. As of now they also drink iced coffee, reply in key-smashes, pity queerphobes with a passion, and look forward to the day they'll be brave enough to dye their entire hair blue, orange, or purple, and carry it off in style.

So that was my entry for the 'Meet my MC' event. I was so stoked ever since this was announced, but clueless for the longest time regarding what to post and how to post it. I'm so happy I finally did this, and I can't wait to know what everyone thinks.

Tagging: @openheartfanfics @adiehardfan @irisofpurple @barbean

[kovnynir]

❝   incoming   transmission:   VISZLA,   SOL   from   the   planet   of   WERDA   is   making   arrangements   to   land   on   batuu.   the   THIRTY-FIVE   year   old   HUMAN   MANDALORIAN   is   here   to   become   a   TAILOR.   keep   a   close   eye   on   them,   i   hear   they   can   be   BOLD,   WARM,   and   CREATIVE.   they   have   documented   that   they   always   bring   their   SLUGTHROWER   with   them.

LINKS:   PINTEREST. 

❝   STANDARD   DATA.

full name : sol parijat mishra vizsla

aka : n/a

age : thirty-five

birthday : august 10, 0 BBY

gender & pronouns : cis male, he/him

orientation : pansexual

species : human

occupation : tailor

❝   APPEARANCE.

hair : brown

eyes : brown

height : 6′3″

scent : incense, marigold, citrus

accent : werdan ( indian ) -- his accent is something he refused to let go of. he adopted it from his family, so it was part of his life all the way until he was seventeen. the vizslas had a different accent, and since selene and lior were so young when they assimilated, their accents turned to the one they were raised with, but sol continued to talk the way he always had

scars : he has plenty of scars, he’s a damn mandalorian.

tattoos : tons of maroon-colored intricate tattoos covering his torso and arms.

piercings : ears

face claim : ranveer singh

❝   PERSONALITY.

positive traits : warm, rebellious, bold, curious, helpful, creative

negative traits : sarcastic, arrogant, reckless

force signature : the warm sun on soft sand, sunlight on glittering seas, the smell of marigolds and incense, damp cloth across a warm brow, ringing bells in the distance.

❝   BACKGROUND.

birth place : werda

father : rhes mishra - fc: naveen andrews ( deceased ), drath vizsla - fc: tom cruise ( adoptive, deceased )

mother : aiva karr - fc: aishwarya rai ( deceased ), livia sarr - fc: reese witherspoon ( adoptive, deceased )

siblings : selene - fc: naomi scott ( younger sister ), lior - fc: dev patel ( younger brother )

pets : none

notable skills : combat, strategy, sewing, good listener, do i even have to say it? bde

❝   MISCELLANEOUS.

zodiac : leo

alignment : chaotic good

mbti : enfj, the protagonist

hogwarts house : gryffindor

greek deity : apollo

greatest wish : to be able to protect his family

greatest fear : extinction, losing those he loves

pop culture characters : ram from ram-leela ( of course ), curtis from snowpiercer, edward elric from fullmetal alchemist, santiago “pope” garcia from triple frontier, a mix of denahi and sitka from brother bear, prince caspian from narnia, david kawena from lilo and stitch

among us details : honestly doesn’t play, he prefers to watch

❝   HISTORY.

sol was born on one of the only sunny days on werda. it didn’t make much of a difference, the planet is still an ice ball, but even it could manage to see the sun the day he was born. it was an omen; he’d be bright. and stars, was that true. sol mishra grew and learned and wanted to do everything. he wanted to create and fight and run around and more than anything, he wanted to be helpful. he wanted to matter. he wanted to protect those he loved. he dreamed of becoming a true mandalorian.

and then, he got a baby sister and brother. he was eight years old when they were born, and he adored them instantly. there was no rivalry between them, he wanted to be near them constantly. sol was the kind of older brother that would climb into their cribs when she cried to snuggle them until they fell asleep. he’d make little toys for them and he’d try to teach them literally everything he learned. he taught them mando'a as he learned so they could start early, he always wanted to hold them and got grumpy when he wasn’t allowed. of course he was protective of them – all he knew was the stories of the great mandalorians, that lived and died to protect their families. he was so happy he had someone to protect now.

and as they grew and trained and got stronger, the galaxy started changing around him. when he was seventeen, they were attacked. and he was so young, so scared, but he fought valiantly to protect his clan. a distress call went out and clan vizsla were the ones to answer it. but by the time they got there, there wasn’t much left to save. just a seventeen year old cradling his siblings in his arms, begging them to take them. he didn’t care if he died with the rest of the clan, just save them. the vizslas were shocked that he could last as long he did ( and without a full and proper set of armor at that ), so they simply finished the job and took sol, selene, and lior in.

sol received the rawl fangs for his valor, it’s a similar accreditation to the jaig eyes. he’d certainly earned it, along with a proper set of armor that he could work with. he had become a full-fledged mandalorian, despite tragedy marking the occasion.

from then on, they adjusted to life on pamarthe. he kept training and grew stronger in all forms of combat, as many as he could learn. he’s incredibly curious by nature and intricate things excite him – hence his little pension for sewing. he wound up fixing clothes in his spare time – it was a good distraction that forced him to sit down, be still, and focus on something small. with a tendency to be hyperactive and overwhelmed, he needed something that could ground him.

and as his siblings grew and started training, he was always ready to jump in and teach them everything she needed to know. their clan was pacifistic and not as regimented when it came to training, but the mishras were clearly quite different. the three were inseparable – sol supported everything they did. when selene got really into painting, he had her paint one of his pauldrons for him. lior loved music, so sol would always listen when lior had a song to show him. he was just so proud of them and what they were doing – he knew they would be great mandalorians, no doubt.

when selene found the darksaber, he was so amazed and proud of her. he scoured databanks and history to try and learn the jedi forms so she could be trained – he did absolutely everything to try and help her where she needed it. he gave her the space to learn on her own but always stood up for her ( and certainly was the first to beat the living hell out of anyone that dared question her deserving of such a title. yeah, she could do it herself too. but sol wasn’t fuckin’ around either! )

the first order descended upon the clan on pamarthe and it felt as if they lost everything, yet again. though the clan still stayed upright, lior was taken. there wasn’t anything sol could do, no matter how hard he fought to get his brother back, it was all for nothing. they also lost their adoptive parents, which meant the vizsla clan lost their leaders. and since sol was the eldest son, the role of clan leader fell to him.

just a couple days after lior was taken, they got a holo during the funeral they were holding from pryde -- it was all to get sol and his clan to watch them torture and brainwash lior. they’d made him into a death trooper, and they were absolutely powerless to stop that too. it was hell, watching such a good person be destroyed in a single blow. but what’s done was done -- they had no choice but to keep their heads down and move on.

though sol was worried about being a good leader, he took it in stride and focused on leading from the heart. he gave his whole life to this clan, he was going to protect it and ensure its recovery and survival after that attack. they were lucky this wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been.

the clan… wasn’t pleased. who the hell were these foundlings and why did they get to rule? sol as their clan leader, selene with the darksaber? it just didn’t make sense to those of the clan that weren’t as open minded. they actively pushed back against him, sowing distrust and unrest within the clan. sol took it in stride as always, still respecting and leading with a clear head and a true love for the family. he wasn’t going to let personal differences get in the way of their survival.

selene was out, though. she promised she’d visit, and the goodbye was the hardest one they’d ever have. they’d always been together, but selene needed to go off and he had an obligation. he would’ve given anything to go with her.

sol was lucky and found neelam, fell in love, and the two were married. she was the most perfect, loving, and beautiful person he’d ever met. she was his sunlight, he adored her with everything he had, and the two of them were completely inseparable. the clan, however, seemed to be falling apart at the seams. he had his loyal group, and then there was taez vizsla and his crew. taez had been a rival of sol’s from pretty early on, he hated how things were being run and slowly but surely, he felt fazed out of the clan – especially when sol exposed him for abusing one of the women in the clan. it set off a chain reaction that no one could have predicted. they ostracized him from the clan, so he turned on them.

taez went to the first order and promised a hundred mandalorians in exchange for his safety and freedom. naturally, the first order was interested. they set out to pamarthe and taez walked away, free and vindicated.

sol warned selene not to return. it wasn’t safe anymore. if only she had listened.

in one fell swoop, the vizslas were destroyed. sol was one of the last to die, and he met his end defending the body of his wife.

❝   ARRIVAL ON BATUU.

it was like blinking. a flash of immense pain, then boom – he was waking up on batuu, no armor. he saw all the first order symbols and knew he had to hide. he couldn’t do much of anything without a plan or protection. he broke into one of the vacant houses on batuu and has been living there ever since.

❝   PRESENT.

he got a job at the outfitter working in the back as a tailor. not only was it a simple skill that he did quite well, but it keeps him out of sight for most of the day as he figures out a plan. to stay connected to his culture he wears lots of rings made from defective beskar and beskar that couldn’t be melted down to make anything useful for armor. he can’t find his wife. he doesn’t know where selene is. he’s pretty lost and definitely heartbroken and guilty over the loss of his clan and the people he loved most.

he’s been reunited with his siblings and his wife, they got a house to share and now things have leveled out significantly.

❝   HEADCANONS.

his armor is mostly maroon with gold accents. the rawl fangs are on his chestplate and his left pauldron has orange designs on it thanks to selene.

he’s just a warm person. he’s loving and excitable and just ready to be a big brother to just about everyone. if you’re imperial, it’s on sight, but everyone else? he doesn’t trust everyone he comes across, that’s a barrier that takes a while to cross, but he can’t just not be warm, it’s built into his very soul. he’s got a true lion’s heart, he’s bold and brave and a great leader.

after all the destruction in his life, he’s incredibly protective and possessive of those he cares about. he would be willing to risk or lose others for the sake of his family, which isn’t exactly the best trait but that’s just how he is. he’s lost everything, basically four times over. first the mishras, then most of the vizslas and lior was taken, then selene left, and then they were wiped out completely. he was the last man standing in both massacres -- he’s lost the capacity to live as anything other than a hunted animal.

now that he has his family back and he’s seeing how the other mandalorians are living, the more of a crisis he’s having about his clan loyalties and identity. he has always been a mishra, but the fact that he was the last leader of the vizslas weighs heavy on his head. he doesn’t know what he should go with.

❝   TIMELINE OF IMPORTANT EVENTS.

0 BBY / AGE 0 : birth on werda

17 ABY / AGE 17 : mishra family is destroyed, joins the vizslas

27 ABY / AGE 27 : parents are killed, lior is taken

31 ABY / AGE 31 : marries neelam

34 ABY / AGE 35 : clan is destroyed, dies, arrives on batuu, present

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Tributes to Hindi film music composer of yesteryear, Pandit Shivram, on his 37th death anniversary. If one tries to think of music directors who gave music to films which had Hindu mythological stories, one can easily recall S. N. Tripathi, Avinash Vyas & Chitragupta. Another composer whose major work was mostly for such films, but is not remembered as much, is Pandit Shivram Krishna also known as Pandit Shivram, or simply Shivram. Pt. Shivram Krishna was born at Jodhpur on March 22, 1927. He started learning music at the age of 8 under the tutelage of his father Master Tulsidas, who worked with Marwar Record Company, Jodhpur from 1934 onwards. He was later employed in the court of the Maharaja of Jodhpur, Umed Singh as a singer/musician. It was the name and fame of Khemchand Prakash that inspired him to try his luck in films. At the age of 16, he went to Lahore where he worked under Pandit Amarnath and Master Ghulam Haider for around three years, only to return to Jodhpur at the time of partition. From the year 1948 till 1950 he worked as a music director with His Masters Voice in Lucknow, and then made his way to Mumbai in 1951. At Mumbai, Pt. Shivram was given his first break by V. Shantaram, who signed him for two of his films – Teen Batti Chaar Raasta (1953) and Surang (1953). The music of both the films was appreciated and the films became silver jubilee hits. Besides these, V. Shantaram gave him two more films in 1960 - ‘Phool Aur Kaliyan’ and ‘Kaale Gore’, the first winning the National Award for Best Children film, while the second remained unreleased. He used the voices of V. Shantaram’s daughters Charusheela and Madhura in these children films. Following the success of his initial films, Pt. Shivram caught the attention of Dhirubhai Desai and Nakhshab Jarchavi, who signed him for their next films, Oonchi Haveli (1955) and Raftaar (1955) respectively. The songs of these two films were also quite successful. Then came Sati Ansuya (1956), another film by Dhirubhai Desai that started the trend and literally sealed his fate as a composer of mythological films. Barring Naya Kadam (1958), a social drama, and Rangeela Raja (1960), a stunt film, and the two children films by V. Shantaram, all the films he got after Sati Ansuya were religious/ mythological films. In all, out of the 23 films he composed for, as many as 14 were religious/ mythological films. Despite composing some good songs for these films, the success he got with his initial films could not be repeated given the limited popularity of such films and similarity in the genre of songs. Barring a few songs from Shravan Kuman (1960), Kan Kan Mein Bhagwan (1963) and Sati Naari (1965), most of the songs are all but forgotten. ‘Tum Naacho Ras Barse’ by Mahendra Kapoor in Sati Naari fetched Pt. Shivram the Swami Haridas Award in 1966. The last two Hindi films of Pt. Shivram were Sampoorna Teerth Yatra (1970) and Mahapavan Teerth Yatra (1975), both of which have the unique distinction of featuring what could be the longest Hindi film songs, running 45 and 70 minutes respectively. Both these songs were about the various places of pilgrimage in India and were almost similar in tune and structure. Interestingly, he had also composed two more songs on similar lines in Durga Pooja (1962) and Kan Kan Mein Bhagwan (1963). Pandit Shivram gave music for various regional languages such as Rajasthani, Bhojpuri, Punjabi, Haryanvi, etc. He was the default composer for Rajasthani films all through the 1960s, starting with the first Rajasthani film Babasa Ri Ladli (1961). He also composed for several Marwari and classical music non-film albums. As a proficient Harmonium player, he teamed with table-nawaaz Ustaad Nizamuddin Khan to produce a classical album. Pandit Shivram was as good a vocal artist as he was a harmonium player. He sang in films like Oonchi Haveli, Rangeela Raja, Sati Ansuya, Badrinath Yatra, etc. The lyricists Pt. Shivram worked with were more or less decided by the films he worked in. While he worked with the likes of Asad Bhopali, Shevan Rizvi, Pyare Lal Santoshi, Nakhshab Jarchavi, etc. in his non-mythological films, predominantly ‘Hindi’ writers like Bharat Vyas, Kavi Pradeep, Neeraj, Madan Bharti and Pt. Indra wrote for his mythological films. Pt. Indra and Bharat Vyas were his prime contributors for Rajasthani films. Pandit Shivram died in February 1980 leaving behind a family of musicians. His daughter Jayshree Shivram is a singer. Two of his sons, Jugal Kishore and Tilak Raj jointly composed for a few Hindi films, debuting with Bheegi Palkein (1983). His third son, Naveen Shivram had started his musical career with giving music for the serial Apnapan in 1999 and went to compose for a few small time Hindi films and some Rajasthani film and non-film albums as well. Another son, Mukesh, was also a composer and is no more. Courtesy- Write up- Aditya Pant & Ramaswamy Narayanan Image- Imprints and Images of Indian Film Music

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good days (13/10/19)

I don’t know if I’ll have time, but I want to try to document as many of the memories that I have in my last few weeks before moving to Auckland. 

It’s finally starting to feel a lot springier/more summery here. We’ve had patches of cold, but for the most part I’ve gotten to sprawl out like a cat and take plenty of afternoon naps.

I’m in a really good place emotionally at the moment. Elections finished yesterday, and turns out things weren’t a total flop. Our city was the only city to buck the trend of waning interest in local body elections and actually increase the voter turnout by around 5%. Our new council has gotten rid of all the homophobes, racists, and anti-vaxxers. We’ve got some fresh faces in council who are women, people of colour, with various perspectives to bring to the table. It’s the most progressive council we’ve had since maybe ever, so everyone I know is really excited about it!

Now that that’s over, I’m finally no longer dealing with it in the forefront of my mind constantly and the adrenaline has subsided. I’m tying up some loose ends at the moment. It’s been a wild ride over the past few months. I’m pretty sure that I’m leaving at a good time though, and that things are in place for after I leave. My Seed social media replacement is way better than I could have ever hoped for, so I’m really happy with that. 

Yesterday was also my last Seed event. It was an afternoon of wellbeing workshops, with yoga, nutrition/cooking, and microvolunteering. I never really get to participate because I’m in charge of documenting everything, but yesterday I got to sit down and colour in some posters to go out to kids in hospitals. I also got to try a green smoothie for the first time ever, and I was expecting it to be disgusting, but it ended up being pretty good. 

Ren came in to shoot in the last hour, and we shot my section last. After that, he asked me if I wanted to go get KFC afterwards and of course I said yes because I was hungry as fuck after having half a smoothie and spoonful of lentils for lunch. Naveen just happened to be standing there too and she asked if she could join. The sun was well and truly shining by that point so it was actually getting pretty hot. I helped Naveen take some stuff back to her car and she told me and Ren to wait for her while she dropped off some of our other volunteer squad members back to campus. I was walking over to my car to put my coat away when I bumped into Ren on the street. It’s right next to the park across the road from my high school, so once I put my stuff away, we went and sat in the park under the trees to wait for Naveen to come back. 

He sat on the bench but I don’t like sitting on seats, so I sat on the ground. I don’t even remember what we talked about. I vaguely remember we talked about cricket because there were players on the field, but I don’t remember much else. I know he asked me what we were doing after getting food, because I asked if he wanted to coach me in driving. 

Naveen came back and we walked over to KFC across the road. We got our food (they didn’t give me coleslaw like I asked though, rip) and sat in a booth and talked about the Seed volunteer drama that was going down so that everyone knew what was happening. Then Naveen opened up about her relationship problems, namely how her parents won’t accept her boyfriend because he’s of a different religion and caste, and Ren chimed in with his own experiences. It was really eye-opening for me because I thought my parents were a little strict when it came to dating, but it was nothing compared to what I was hearing. I felt really bad for them, Naveen’s basically having to choose between keeping her parents alive or breaking up with her boyfriend. It’s such a jarring experience and I imagine it’s definitely very internally conflicting for someone ethnic growing up in a Western society. I’d actually never spoken to someone about Indian culture in depth before (with all the different regions and variations), but I think it might have to do with the fact that many of the Indians I know are fresh off the boat, international students, so they don’t have the comparative perspective to present that I could relate to. 

Naveen had to go drop off her friend at the airport, so after she left Ren and I dropped off his car at his house and then I took him for a drive out to on the test route that Heidi showed me. He was surprisingly serious about it, and pointed out everything I was supposed to point out (which was a lot). But it was good in the way that by the end, I felt much more prepared and confident for my test this week. I might try to book in one more test drive with Rebecca before I do it, but I have a feeling it’ll be fine, just because everyone’s telling me not to worry about it. 

On the way back, Ren asked me to take him to the Gardens, but we changed our minds and just decided to chill out at his instead. We were going to watch a movie, but we ended up just on the couch talking with a blanket over us. For some reason, conversations just flow really easily between us despite how we are literal polar opposites. If I had to guess his MBTI, I would probably say ESTP. He’s got that wild, reckless, spontaneous, quick-witted energy about him. We talked about criticisms of each other (he hates that I think I can’t do things when I supposedly can), played the cube in the desert game, negging and pick up artistry, he tried to teach me the art of speechmaking, I learned he thinks Jacinda Ardern is a fake bitch (which I vehemently rebutted), about white privilege and power structures that perpetuate oppression, and I’m sure there were more things that just aren’t springing to mind right now. It was a long ass conversation that started during golden hour and ended in the dark. 

He decided that he wanted to party with his friends, so he called them to check where they were, and invited me along. It was already well past 9pm at this point so I was kinda tired, but thought I deserved a break after all the elections stuff was over so though fuck it. The next few minutes were spent on the phone with Tsitsi and then Nicole while he tried to convince them by playing on their emotions very dramatically. They were both busy though, so I went home and showered and then he came and picked me up to go to his friend’s place. 

There were only four of us and I was pretty sleepy so it ended up just being a quiet night drinking wine, eating pizza, and watching music videos and some chill discussion. I was falling asleep by 2:30am though, so I called an Uber. Ren was a little bit drunk but he still came outside to see me go. And the Uber driver’s car smelled really nice! 

Anyway, I know that that’s long, but I just wanted to record things like this so they stick in my mind - I really love going back and reading old memories written down that are no longer in my brain.