Manasi salvi for claire (would love to see)

Who else went there to like that comment after reading this 😂

They better watch out because nobody is checking for Rupali after these two came into the show🤭

High grocery prices is a small price to pay to be able to be openly racist, sexist and homophobic.

Shitshow going to shitshow, or, I guess in this case, no-show...

The train was suffocatingly packed, the kind of crowd that left no room for decency or personal space. Dadar station at this hour was chaos incarnate, and I, like everyone else, was just trying to get to where I needed to be.

I squeezed into the train, one foot in front of the other, and found myself pressed against the door. My heart was already racing—crowds made me anxious, and today was no different. I adjusted my bag, trying not to bump into anyone, and turned to find a place to hold on. That’s when I saw him.

He was standing opposite me, tall and clearly uncomfortable in the packed compartment. His face had that distracted look of someone trying to focus on anything but the suffocating proximity of strangers. For a moment, I envied his calm exterior; I was always on edge in these situations.

The train jerked, and in that instant, I lost my balance. My hand shot out instinctively, seeking stability, and brushed against his leg. I withdrew it immediately, hoping he hadn’t noticed, but the crowd shifted again, forcing me closer. My palm landed there once more, and this time, it lingered just a second too long.

His eyes snapped to mine, and I froze. The anger in his gaze was immediate and electrifying. My stomach sank as I realized how it must have looked, how it must have felt to him.

“I’ll throw your ass off this train,” he spat, his voice low but sharp enough to cut through the hum of the crowd.

My breath caught. I didn’t know what to say. My tongue felt heavy, my mind scrambled for an explanation, but no words came. The weight of his threat pressed down on me, and I panicked. Without thinking, I turned and pushed my way toward the nearest door.

The station was approaching. I had to get off this train, away from the accusatory stare, away from the shame burning through me. The doors opened, and I stumbled onto the platform, my heart pounding in my chest. The noise of the train leaving drowned out the swirling chaos in my mind, but the shame stayed.

I wanted to shout that it wasn’t what he thought, that it was an accident, that I wasn’t that kind of person—but it was too late. The words had lodged themselves in my throat, and the chance was gone.

As the train disappeared down the tracks, I stood frozen, unsure of how to move forward. All I knew was that I couldn’t face myself—or anyone else—right now.

Yes, you can definitely 😀

Nazis gonna Nazi.


"The Party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command." ~George Orwell, 1984.

Surprised kl people modify their cars. Police puts fine even if you have an extra sticker there

Vivian ko jhatka n sadma dono lag gye hai 😂😂😂

I worked for 3 days back in like 2021 but I don't think that really counts

Besides that I never worked, never went to college, never learned to drive, never had friends, and I get super overwhelmed when I leave the house so I try not to very much. Maybe once a month or even less. And I've been like this since 2017 lol

Doin pretty good

You can watch the show on Sony TV or on SonyLiv App. You can watch from JioTV too.

acceptance is the first step to change.

Hmm! Having beef with a beef butcher!

Ranoo Stationery in Govind Nagar.
Jai Sports in Ratanlal Nagar.

AAI needs to start focusing on improving the airport and also install CAT systems so the planes don't have to keep circling

i wont be surprised if there is human trafficking involved in this

See whats done is done. You made a mistake, everyone does its okay. Next time ask for advice on a car forum like this or do your own research.

OP seems like a paid Congress agent - typing all this in English, tumhara baap angrej tha kya, आईला विचारा. दोन बापांचा मुलगा

Grilled chicken breast with mashed potatoes and spring beans along with a beer.