#tera hua

[hauxicrook]

Ab de tujhko kya-kya hisaab ki kya-kya hua mere saath Ki kab, kaise toota ye dil, jhela kitna hai dard, chhodo, jaane do, yaar

[girlivealwaysbean]

i paid for vegetables and fruits for the entire house using my own money god i want to live in this feeling forever

[aashufta-sar]

I am not delulu I am as the Arijit Singh said "Khule khwabon mein jeete hain jeete hain bawreeee"

[urmomw4ntsme]

TU 🫵🏽 TU 🥵 TU 🔥 TU MERI 😇 RI RI MAI 😨 TERA RA 🥺 HONE LAGAAAAAA ✔️ MAI 😼 MAI ‼️MAI 🫣 MAI TERA 💥 RA RA TU 💪🏽 MERI RI ☺️ HONE LAGIIIIIIIII

[lastofthe20thcenturygirls]

every time i see posts where some kid is having a breakdown because akon sang chammak challo i am like how did you not know this how are you only finding it out now that was SO FUCKING BIG until i remember there's literal kids on this website

[jaiminiofficial]

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[atozsongs]

Tera Hua Lyrics in Hindi

Tera Hua Lyrics in Hindi from the movie Bad Boy (2023), sung by Arijit Singh & Jyotica Tangri. The song is written by Sonia Kapoor Reshammiya and music composed by Himesh Reshammiya.

Read Full song on Tera Hua Lyrics in Hindi

[love-belle]

my works !!!

↳ ❝ [ formula one ] ¡! ❞

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ f1 drivers x reader ·˚ ༘

shoutout to my ex

how you get the girl

'cause summers go so fast

the ghost you dressed up as sure knows how to haunt

lo mein kayamat tak hua tera

the greatest films of all time

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ charles leclerc ·˚ ༘

it's golden like daylight

you can hear it in the silence

you are in love

you're my best friend

this is what it feels like

yeah my boyfriend's pretty cool

modern day romeo and juliet

i'd like to hang out with you for my whole life

always, evermore, even after and still

all of the girls you loved before

ishq wala love

sometimes all i think about is you

i'd never walk cornelia street again

you're the best in my life and i lost you

you got me thinking nonsense

they don't know about us

we caught that holiday glee

looked for stars and found a supernova

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ daniel ricciardo ·˚ ༘

the love of our lives

used to love you

i loved you so hard for a time

and i know i'll pay for it

hell was the journey but it brought me heaven

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ carlos sainz ·˚ ༘

about damn time

boyfriend

no comment

mi corazón mi alma mi amor

always you

i love u forever

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ lewis hamilton ·˚ ༘

paper rings

king of my heart

single thread of gold

we could've had it all

'cause summers go so fast

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ lando norris ·˚ ༘

my boyfriend's boyfriend

us and our cats

this is how you fall in love

you are my sunshine

my sunshine

take a look at my girlfriend

tujhe kitna chahne lage

light as a feather

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ max verstappen ·˚ ༘

you're losing me

i hope i never lose you

u dumbfuck i adore u

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ pierre gasly ·˚ ༘

loved you three summers

my entire universe

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ fernando alonso ·˚ ༘

por siempre, mi amor

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ toto wolff ·˚ ༘

power couple

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ sebastian vettel ·˚ ༘

laundry and taxes

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ mick schumacher ·˚ ༘

maahi ve

↳ ❝ [ formula two ] ¡! ❞

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ollie bearman ·˚ ༘

you are my favourite everything

... more !!!

[sowlspace]

lo main qayamat tak hua tera 🤍

[ishuess]

Pretty old to the Byler fandom but recently got into editing them and I would say I am loving it. Although im fresh into Byler Tumblr. Hopefully y'all will like this edit.

For people who don't understand the lyrics..I have translated them into English in the subtitles. This is a very beautiful 70s song.

Song name: Kya Hua Tera Vaada?

Singer: Mohammad Rafi

For people who like the song.

[daughterofruins]

Alright, here's another pov, and I'm not saying I'm great at this or something, but c'mon guys thoda acha toh mai bhi likhti hun:))

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POV: Manwa Lage

I never learnt classical dancing, but man did I love it, and that love made me participate in all these dance competitions in intra school level even if I was sure I ended up looking like a cow vibing to nursery rhymes.

With my jhumka set in place, I looked at myself one last time in the mirror. This was it. My first onstage performance after two years of no dancing.

Relax, breathe in and out. You've done this before. Remember, grace.

As soon as I stepped out of the greenroom and into the wings, waiting for my introduction, I knew something was wrong. There were far more people at the back of the hall then required, and I could see a dash of red and grey in the usual pool of white and blue skirts. Before I could give the commotion anymore thoughts, I could hear my name being called.

Right. Grace. Lets go!

As the music started wafting in the air, I allowed my body to softly move from side to side.

Ras bondiyan nayan piya ras rache

Dil dhad dhad dhake shor mache

As I tured around, all I could see was him. Him with his signature stupid smirk, except right now, when his lips were morphed into a smile, with surprise and admiration dripping from his honey brown eyes.

Yun dekh sekh sa lag jaaye

Mai jal jaun bas pyaar bache e e e e.

His eyes were following my movements with a certain...hunger in them, a deep longing embedded in them.

All logic failed me. My eyes were stuck on his. I couldn't, for the live of me, smile at my friends who had made it their personal mission to scream at every move and start a series of applause or my teachers who were as shocked as him, because me and dancing had been as faraway as fire and ice for the last two years.

Aise dore dale, kala jaadu naina kale

Tere mai havale aaja seene se lagale, o mai teraa

I knew I was messing up. Expression was a major criteria in the marking, and currently my eyes were set on certain honeybrown ones that refused to let go of the eye contact.

Oo dono dheeme dheeme chalein

Aaja dono aise milen

There. His smirk was back, his lips falling out of the smile as if it had never been there. Only the dimples still prominent, as though refusing to vanish without my closure. He cockily raised an eyebrow at me.

Zamin pe lage na tere na mere paanv reeeee

I snapped back into reality. This was it. I knew I was not going to win, but man I didnot want to lose because I was distracted, by him, nonetheless.

Manva lage, manva lage,

Lage re saanvre, lage re saanvre

Le tera hua jiya ka jiya ka jiya ka yeh ghav re.

As I did a final twirl, I could feel the push falling out. My left jhumka went for a toss, and landed somehwere with the audience and I was forced to exit the stage. I decided I would come back to look for my jhumka later. Other important concerns were bothering me.

As I exited the stage without looking back to check who was applauding and who wasn't, I was told to go back down to the hall and sit with the other contestants, except, I wasn't told that he would be sitting there.

Exiting the greenroom, I was about to enter the hall when a hand pulled me into the tiny corner adjacent to the hall, used for storing old practical files.

"Aakhir apne jhumke toh sambhal lo, is school ki responsibility baade mein sambhal lena"

There he stood in all his glory, his hand covering my lips in order to prevent me from screaming.

His hands reached for my clammy palms and softly, he dropped the jhumka in my hands. His touch was fleeting and gentle unlike his hands which were big and rough. I couldn't decide which of the two he thought were more fragile, the jhumka or my hand.

"Jhumka girane ka mujhe koi shauk nahi hai. Pata hota tumpe giregi toh mai ghumti hi nahi-"

Cutting me off he leaned closer and whispered,

"Aksar aise mauko pe log thank you bolte hai, lekin aapka pyara jatane ka tareka kuch alag hai, aur us hisab se mujhe thank you se kuch bohot zyada mila chuka hai. So thank you"

And he walked off, winking at me, leaving me with his lingering touch in my hands, and the ghost of his lips on my ears, stupidly making me wonder how they would feel on my neck, or worse, on my lips.

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Tagging: @alhad-si-simran @om-is-ok @hawa-hawaiii @deesi-academia @hectorfrombritain @khwabedaa @indiansapphic @bandarrrrr @oh-munda-kukkad-kamaal-da @kajra-re and anyone else really. Lmk if you want to be tagged. Comments are more than welcome<3

[hauxicrook]

Par Mujhe Jaisa Milna Tujhe Na Kabhi

[girlivealwaysbean]

koi mere dimag se taylor swift songs mita do

[ramayantika]

Told my mumma about hostel life, all the gossip and esp about this one room mate who kinda gives me backhanded compliments.

Well it's tumblr i will overshare lol. Here you go.

1. So I had edited a reel for my family trip and there was a clip where I was laying on the bed and my hair was open. It was windy so my hair was flying a little and it looked very good, like those old heroines leaving hair open with the wind. This room mate, we will call her Pinki, she saw it and said: Yeh tu hai? Tu kabse itni sundar dikhne lagi?

2. And then one point when I was new to everyone, I decided to share my writings with her because I found out she writes too, only for her to say: Yeh tune likha hai? Tu itna acha likh sakti hai? Kabse? Woman could simply smile or say acha hai ya jo bolna hai bolke jati bc aise kon bolta hai.

3. I have acne. Hormonal hai and periods ke 1 week pehle I breakout more baki time small pimples and open pores. And many a times she will come and tell me tu doctor ko dikha na. Yeh red kya hai? Oh naya pimple. Yeh kaise hua? Tera itna kyu hai? And believe me, my 6th grader self would have cried, but now I actually don't care about acne much. Meri mumma ka bhi same tha and so is mine. Her skin cleared up in 20s so she told me thoda wait karo apne aap ho jayega and I am pretty confident in my looks actually.

4. So I generally don't like much people on my class. Boys are shit with their misogynistic minds and well the girls are nice, decent enough but even there there is a whole different thing going around. Anyway, so in class, there was a public speaking opportunity, I grabbed it. The whole class got shocked about it because oooh the quiet girl in the class can speak. Many came up to compliment me. But Miss Pinki decided to give her intro while throwing shade over my activities. Like me living by a planned google calendar, me prioritising my dance and studies because acc to her college life mein mauj masti = gossip, pranks and outings. Bc sabke alag tareeke hote hai mazak masti karne ka. Then she decided to compare my lifestyle vs hers in her intro and God the way I felt embarrassed, partially for myself and the remaining for her

5. Tends to interrupt me when I am talking to someone. Another sweet friend of mine asked if all was good with my bf because she hadn't talked to me much because she is in a different branch. I was about to anwer when Miss Pinki decides to say kuch acha nahi chal raha bass durr se hi acha lagta hai. Mera toh jo haal hai puch mat.

7. One time I was teaching a friend about an app which I had taught to Pinki too. Pinki after gossiping with the boys hostel (now that's a whole different tea and our girl is delusional) decides to interrupt me halfway, takes away the laptop and then continues teaching her as if I am fucking invisible.

In conclusion, mumma told me that you focus on studies and dancing. Go with the other girls and since you have made new friends with the dance society too, meet up with them too.

[tumkokyubataye]

when Bashir Badr said,

ابھی اس طرف نہ نگاہ کر میں غزل کی پلکیں سنوار لوں

مرا لفظ لفظ ہو آئینہ تجھے آئنے میں اتار لوں

Abhi is taraf na nigah kar main ghazal ki palkein sawaar loon,

Mera lafz lafz ho aaina tujhe aaine mein utaar loon,

میں تمام دن کا تھکا ہوا تو تمام شب کا جگا ہوا

ذرا ٹھہر جا اسی موڑ پر تیرے ساتھ شام گزار لوں

Main tamam din ka thaka hua tu tamam raat ka jaga hua,

Zara thehr ja isi mod par tere saath shaam guzar loon,

اگر آسماں کی نمائشوں میں مجھے بھی اذن قیام ہو

تو میں موتیوں کی دکان سے تری بالیاں ترے ہار لوں

Agar aasman ki numaishon mein mujhe bhi izn-e-qayam ho,

Toh main motiyon ki dukaan se teri baaliyan tere haar loon,

کہیں اور بانٹ دے شہرتیں کہیں اور بخش دے عزتیں

مرے پاس ہے مرا آئینہ میں کبھی نہ گرد و غبار لوں

Kahin aur baant de shohratein kahin aur bakhsh de izzatein,

Mere paas hai mera aaina main kabhi na gard-o-ghubar loon,

کئی اجنبی تری راہ میں مرے پاس سے یوں گزر گئے

جنہیں دیکھ کر یہ تڑپ ہوئی ترا نام لے کے پکار لوں

Kayi ajnabee teri raah mein mere paas se yun guzar gaye,

Jinhein dekh kar yeh tadap hui tera naam le main pukar loon.

[blogbyameera]

In english we say :

I fell in love with my Creator

But in urdu we say :

Jab se abaad tera ishq hua seeney mei ,

naye jauhar hue paida mere aainey mei

- allama iqbal