Okay- I Mean- I Am A November Girl- But- ITSSSS TRUEEEEEEE...... 😭🌸

okay so lemme reveal... it was saraswati puja, me in blue saree, it was evening, I was sitting quietly on the stairs of the house where the puja was taking place, the guy who liked me came to me, looked at me and said " tumi saree porecho (you wore a saree)", he sat beside me, we spoke, no physical things happened, he looked at me with his eyes full of love, then he sang "abhi na jao chodkar ke dil abhi bhara nahi"...... Ahhhhaaa, I will never be able to forget this because I have never had such a beautiful romantic incident in my life.. It was 5th of February 2022 ..... 💌✨🎡

YEAH SEX IS COOL BUT HAVE YOU EVER HAD SOMEBODY GIVE YOU A BUNCH OF LITTLE KISSES ALL OVER YOUR FACE UNTIL YOU'RE GIGGLING AND BLUSHING BECAUSE THAT IS PEAK

A sudden feeling

today is 30th January... I am sitting in my bathroom writing this while my mom is listening to masakali.. And it is very much audible from the bathroom as the sound is quite high..

anyways.. I am feeling very low these days.. I overthink a lot.. And overthinking helps me to actually know the whole truth because whenever I overthink about something it turns into reality... Moreover, this blog is the result of my overthinking...

Being neglected by the people I basically love to hangout with, talk to, has been a habit for me because I know that I will lose them.. But still I don't hurt them.... Okay so now my mom is playing shishe se shisha takraye...

Anyways feeling a little bit better after writing the feelings which I kept in my heart for like a week maybe.... A two day or one day trip to shantiniketan can give my soul a little bit of shanti now.. Hey Rabindra Nath come and take me out of this one sided "shesher kobita" phase.. Anyways bye... Don't feel uneasy to judge me.. Because I am judged by every single human being... If anybody can relate my current condition, do comment... (I don't even know if I will post this but still)

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(Posted today itself XD)

"I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited."

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals

hiiii sending you the tumblr hug🫂🤍

pass it on to as many mutuals as you want to make someone's day better :D

AHHHHHH!! I CAN'T TAKE SOO MUCH LOVE!! I HAVE REALLY GOT THE BEST MUTUALS

Tagging them

@intellectual6666 @choppedphilosopherharmony @aapki-shayara @aapka-shayar @shyam-kariya @enigma-the-mysterious @thecaffeinatedresearcher @jukti-torko-golpo @zindagi-se-darte-ho @anarkali-disco-chali @arjokonna @shadowseductress

Let me promote my Spotify playlist:-

My favorite songs from a famous web series :-

সকাল তখন ৯:৩০ টা যখন আমি তোমার এই কবিতাটি দেখলাম। তুমি আমাকে ট্যাগ করেছ। উঠে এই কবিতা পড়তে গিয়ে বুঝলাম জীবন কতটা সংক্ষিপ্ত। আমাদের সেটা পূর্ণভাবে উপভোগ করতে হবে। শেষ হতে পারে কিন্তু শেষ হওয়া মৃত্যুর মানে নয়। মৃত্যু একমাত্র অপশক্তি নয়।

আজকে বাংলা ভাষা দিবস, আর সকাল সকাল এত সুন্দর একটা কবিতা পরে মন ভোরে গেল ৷

Thanks for the tag!! 💗✨

বছর শেষের লেখা (2023)

@amar-hiyar-majhe ei nao অন্য একটা লেখা দিলাম 🙃

যেমন জড়িয়েছিলে ঘুম ঘুম বরফ মাসে

আমিও খুঁজি তোমায় আমার আশেপাশে,

আবার সন্ধ্যে বেলা ফিরে যাওয়া জাহাজ বাঁশি

বুকে পাথর রাখা আর মুখে রাখা হাসি,

যে যার নিজের দেশে,

আমরা স্রোত কুড়োতে যাই।

যেভাবে জলদি হাত মেখেছে ভাত,

নতুন আলুর খোসা আর এই ভালবাসা।

আমার দেয়াল-ঘড়ি কাঁটায় তুমি লেগে আছো

আমার দেয়ালঘড়ি কাঁটায় তুমি লেগে আছো।

The sort of absolutely disgusting shit that takes place in my city, in my country, an example (TW: r*pe, m*rder):

I live in Kolkata, India. Recently, a second year doctor in training was brutally r*ped, and m*rdered, then her body was defiled again, in my city in her own workplace. It happened when she was resting after a long shift. She only wanted to take a few hour's nap before she went back to taking care of her patients, and she was accosted by what seemed like one person at first, later determined as a group. Only one person has been arrested as of yet, who conveniently gave himself up. It is suspected that this man is only a scape goat, and the real criminals are doctors and interns working in the same hospital as her (R.G.Kar Medical College). It is also suspected that this happened because she was privy to a bigger set of criminal activities taking place in this institution, and this was done to silence her. We are all angry and upset. This crime echoes that which happened in Delhi years ago (in 2012) to a physiotherapy intern. The chances are slim, since the criminals may have deep political connections, but I hope the perpetrators are brought to court. Even death wouldn't be a good enough punishment. Fuck r*pers and fuck the government.

In my new school I carry my story books with me and I read during break time and any free class or I go to library to read that book.. I even read during the departure time because my father comes to pick me up at 5:15p.m. from school instead of 5:00 p.m. Yeah so, I really carry my book every where like a child and never give it to anyone because thats my baby!

life is so good when ur reading a book and taking it w u everywhere like your little child

JUSTICE IS WHAT WE WANT!!

WHAT IS HAPPENING IN BANGLADESH?

Students of college, universities and even high schools in Bangladesh have taken to the streets in a mass movement named the "Bangla Blockade" demanding the eradication of the quota system. The quota system reserves a massive percentage of the government jobs for specific groups of people. These jobs are earned by sitting for the Bangladesh Civil Service exams.

Effectively, only 46% of the jobs are left to be contested by merit.

The biggest quota sectors are NOT for the disabled, or indigenous people or for women.

THIRTY PERCENT of the jobs are reserved for children and grandchildred of registered freedom fighters.

The police and political wings are using violence on the protesters. Images of armed men beating up women with sticks and rods are going viral. Spread the word. We need more people talking about this.

Link to an Instagram post with information that you can share.