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A Guide to Desi Dark Academia

since the dark academia aesthetic is awfully eurocentric, here is a little post about desi dark academia :) writing this made me romanticize my culture so much...i fell in love with it all over again!

Literature:

A few classic literary works include:

The Mahabharat by Vyasa

Devdas by Sarat Chandra Chottopadhay

Parineeta by Sarat Chandra Chottopadhay

Amost everything by Rabindranath Tagore( e.g Kabuliwala , Gitanjali, Shesher Kobita, Chokher Bali, Charulata etc)

Toba Tek Singh by Saadat Hasan Manto

Midnight's Children by Salman Rushdie

The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy

Film:

Satyajit Ray's works like Charulata, The Apu Trilogy, Shonar Kella etc

Dipu Number Two, based on Mohammad Zafar Iqbal's novel

Haider , an adaptation of Shakespeare's Hamlet

Padmavat

Kai Po Che

Rang De Basanti

Masaan

Lootera

3 Idiots

Music:

Oldies by Lata Mangeshkar and Mohammad Rafi

Sufi music like Qawwali and Kafi, by Kazi Nazrul Islam, A.R Rahman, the Pakistani sufi-rock band Junoon etc.

Ghazals (a form of poetry)by Pankaj Udhas, Jagjit Singh, Ghalib and Ghulam Ali

Flutist Hariprasad Chaurasiya

Sitarist Ravi Shankar

Fashion:

Jamdani sarees made of dhakai muslin (a delicate ancient fabric made by the Mughals that were given names like "baft-hawa", meaning "woven air")

Chikankari kurtas!!

Wearing gajras (flower garland made of jasmine) in your hair

Colourful bindis and bangles (the larger your collection of bangles the cooler you are, its the south asian dream)

Payals and jhumkas <3

Old silk shawls and dupattas during winter >>

Using attars(alcohol-free perfume)

Wearing mehendi on your hands

Styling almost anything with gorgeous nagras

Classical Dance: a few forms

Bharatnatyam

Kathak

Odissi

Manipuri

Kathakali

Activities:

Roaming around historical sites and grand havelis

Visiting old zamindar baris and mosques and temples then being enchanted by the architecture

Watching jatras ( folk-theatre performances)

Growing up listening to your grandparents read folktales to you ( e.g Thakumar Jhuli, meaning grandma's bag of tales)

Trying to learn ancient languages like Sanskrit and Persian

Learning classical dance since you were like 4 and bragging about how many different forms you know (look me in the eye and tell me madhuri dixit was not your childhood idol)

Boat trips on the Padma river, pretending to be Tagore

Waking up to the azaan at the break of dawn

Having steaming hot tea at a small tea stall on a rainy day

hope y'all enjoyed this :)

someone just told me that if i say what im wishing for out loud, it doesnt come true :|

since its 11.11, im wishing for mental stability

this pic is what i didn't know i needed

i'd do ANYTHING to get the hd of this

HAPPY MABON !!!

Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai Dekhna hai zor kitna baazu-e-qaatil mein hai

Karta nahin kyun doosra kuch baat-cheet Dekhta hun main jise woh chup teri mehfil mein hai Aye shaheed-e-mulk-o-millat main tere oopar nisaar Ab teri himmat ka charcha ghair ki mehfil mein hai Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Waqt aanay dey bata denge tujhe aye aasman Hum abhi se kya batayen kya hamare dil mein hai Khainch kar layee hai sab ko qatl hone ki ummeed Aashiqon ka aaj jumghat koocha-e-qaatil mein hai Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Hai liye hathiyaar dushman taak mein baitha udhar Aur hum taiyyaar hain seena liye apna idhar Khoon se khelenge holi gar vatan muskhil mein hai Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Haath jin mein ho junoon katt te nahi talvaar se Sar jo uth jaate hain voh jhukte nahi lalkaar se Aur bhadkega jo shola-sa humaare dil mein hai Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Hum to ghar se nikle hi the baandhkar sar pe kafan Jaan hatheli par liye lo barh chale hain ye qadam Zindagi to apni mehmaan maut ki mehfil mein hai Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai

Yuun khadaa maqtal mein qaatil kah rahaa hai baar baar Kya tamannaa-e-shahaadat bhi kisee ke dil mein hai Dil mein tuufaanon ki toli aur nason mein inqilaab Hosh dushman ke udaa denge humein roko na aaj Duur reh paaye jo humse dam kahaan manzil mein hai

Wo jism bhi kya jism hai jismein na ho khoon-e-junoon Kya lade toofaanon se jo kashti-e-saahil mein hai

Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai. Dekhna hai zor kitna baazuay qaatil mein hai.

The desire for revolution is in our hearts Let us see what strength there is in the arms of our executioner

Why do you remain silent thus? Whoever I see, is gathered quiet so… O martyr of country, of nation, I submit myself to thee For yet even the enemy speaks of thy courage The desire for struggle is in our hearts…

When the time comes, we shall show thee, O heaven For why should we tell thee now, what lurks in our hearts? We have been dragged to service, by the hope of blood, of vengeance Yea, by our love for nation divine, we go to the streets of the enemy The desire for struggle is in our hearts…

Armed does the enemy sit, ready to open fire Ready too are we, our bosoms thrust out to him With blood we shall play Holi, if our nation need us The desire for struggle is in our hearts…

No sword can sever hands that have the heat of battle within, No threat can bow heads that have risen so… Yea, for in our insides has risen a flame, and the desire for struggle is in our hearts…

Set we out from our homes, our heads shrouded with cloth, Taking our lives in our hands, do we march so… In our assembly of death, life is now but a guest The desire for struggle is in our hearts…

Stands the enemy in the gallows thus, asking, Does anyone wish to bear testimony?… With a host of storms in our heart, and with revolution in our breath, We shall knock the enemy cold, and no one shall stop us…

What is that body that does not have hot blood in it, How can a person conquer a Typhoon while sitting in a boat near the shore.

The desire for struggle is in our hearts, We shall now see what strength there is in the boughs of the enemy.

Sarfaroshi Ki Tamanna by Bismil Azimabadil (1921)

This poem is an ode to the young freedom fighters of the independence movement in India. This became a war cry during the British Raj.

Neil or Todd II Charlie or Neil II Chris or Ginny II Meeks or Cameron II Mr. Perry or Mr. Nolan II Latin or Greek II joining Dead Poets Society or joining Welton Academy II housemates with Meeks and Pitts or housemates with Knox and Charlie II dusk or dawn II Walt Whitman or Shakespeare II Keating’s football class or Keating’s first class II Pitts or Stick II radio free america or midnight summers play II biking or driving II yearbook or rowing

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This or That: Dead Poets Society Edition

Neil or Todd II Charlie or Neil II Chris or Ginny II Meeks or Cameron II Mr. Perry or Mr. Nolan II Latin or Greek II joining Dead Poets Society or joining Welton Academy II housemates with Meeks and Pitts or housemates with Knox and Charlie II dusk or dawn II Walt Whitman or Shakespeare II Keating’s football class or Keating’s first class II Pitts or Stick II radio free america or midnight summers play II biking or driving II yearbook or rowing

Mine:

Neil or Todd II Charlie or Neil II Chris or Ginny II Meeks or Cameron II Mr. Perry or Mr. Nolan II Latin or Greek II joining Dead Poets Society or joining Welton Academy II housemates with Meeks and Pitts or housemates with Knox and Charlie II dusk or dawn II Walt Whitman or Shakespeare II Keating’s football class or Keating’s first class II Pitts or Stick II radio free america or midnight summers play II biking or driving II yearbook or rowing

BREAKING NEWS

The World’s First Unmanned Flying Deskset allegedly knocked Mr. Perry off the face of the planet and his son, inventor Neil Perry won a Tony for his brilliant performance in an off broadway, local production (at Henley Hall) as Puck in A Midsummer Night’s Dream. 

zamindari was formally abolished in Bengal about 70 years ago but dudes will still seriously brag about being the "zAmiNdar hOuse's eldEst sOn"and these guys always turn out to be complete imbeciles. like nobody gives a rat's ass about you being a 'zamindar' back in your village home. y tf u so proud that your ancestors were feudal lords who exploited peasants???

you better watch out. you better watch out. you better watch out. YOU BETTER WATCH OUT.

to quote junoon, chain ik pal nahi