As my first act of defiance against this bhangi nation, I'm converting to Islam and pledging full loyalty to Pakistan and Bangladesh.
Every rupee and asset I own will first build my empire, then fund radical mosques and buy up Hindu areas to hand to Muslims. My will donates all land to mosques.
I want every last Hindu raped and skinned alive before my eyes.
Insha Allah, the second Gazwa-e-Hind will buckbreak this filth once and for all.
>>893
I will first offer peace to the pongas and other UCs. They get one chance to join my hand, surrender their daughters, and submit to the mighty will of Allah.
The sane ones especially the young pongacels starved of wives and crushed by stoodycelling and the lundian government's boot may rally to me.
The rest who cling to Hinduism will be beheaded, their daughters claimed for the harems of elite Muslims such as me.
You are same nigga who was saying we should practice polygamy yesterday?
I think it's easier for muslims to practice polygamy, as thier women are already chaste and restricted our women are litreally whores killing husbands left and right, I wish polygamy was possible it's sadly not
>>1354
>is it free? is it cucked like c.ai or is it free of censorship
totally free, no cuck sachme
i was surprised to see, you can make your own character and shit
hello doston, this is going to be my digital journal now.
i will try to post daily habbenings here.
>who are you anonwa<im k<18yo<12th grader jeefag>what are you worried about beta<alot of things, yall will know dheere dheere.
>>1166
lemme guess
>JEE score, family poor, etc
that is everyone. join the line
>incel
line
>no friend
line
>grandparents and parents have disease
my fresher job and my mother taking classes is sustaining us rn after father got laid off. similar for another at my workplace so that makes 2 out of a group of around 7
line
i refuse to believe there are problems outside bimari, shaadi and paisa
>>1166
summer vacation ke 8 din aur baaki hai, i rotted all summer.
was watching Naruto abhi and mummy chilaane lag gayi.
blaady 1 ghanta hi hua tha yaar.
now she thinks im studying, i just cant get my ass to study.
sitting at my studydesk makes me depressing, the worries about memeexams, colleges, future makes me wanna ack.
ghar pe sab kuch kharab hai.
my dad thinks my mom cheated on him (lie)
hes a psycho
we lowkey want to leave him but abhi meri school bhi chal rahi hai and itna bhi nahi kamata mera bhai ki we can leave this place.
my mom thinks she will go with me jab bhi ill join college, i dont wanna take her with me.
my parents and elder brother has controlled and ruined my life these 18 years, i cant let them anymore.
drop lene ke khayal aa rahe hai because inn 2 saal kuch nahi kiya maine (regular school mai enrolled hu yaaro, my fault)
i got a buzzcut yesterday, ab toh mirror mai dekh ke bhi taras aata hai khudpe.
read that "failed jeefag at muj" thread yesterday and omg, aisa bhi hota hai kya college mai.
maine toh socha hai ki college mai hi comeback hoga mera.
>>1197
hi anon
>i refuse to believe there are problems outside bimari, shaadi and paisa
true, there are none.
bimari toh nahi hai lekin paise :broken_heart:
we arent that poor but ok ok.
how are you doing
kya jindagi hai yaar
same old story, kuch nahi hua.
padhai bhi nahi kari
din mai 1 baar goon aur 2 baar naha leta hu, pure din tiktok and instagram.
is this what adulthoood is
Hii,
I am a 17y old boy from an middle class family.
I have no hobbies, No goals, No love interest.
I don't love any game. actress, skill, or anything at all.
I don't go outside, I don't have lot of friends.
What I want to ask is, what the fuck do i even do about my career?
Like I don't like working, I am as lazy as anyone can get.
Neither I care lot about myself.
And I cannot even just force myself to work for my parents, cause I don't love them either.
I would have committed suicide long ago if I wasn't a pussy.
(I know any of you cannot really help me, though I still want to know what you have to say about it.)
>>age>>employed or unemployed/student>>what exams are you prepping for?>>did you clear any level or exam?>>category
I will start
>>20
>>Student at tier 1 cse 4th year starting>>upsc cse , upsc capf , upsc ies, ssc cgl , rbi grade b , ssc cpo , cds , afcat>> nope abhi diya hi nhi>>obc ncl
>>1244
>>age
22
>>employed or unemployed/student
unemployed
>>what exams are you prepping for?
ssc clg (maybe)
>>did you clear any level or exam?
no
>>category
general
>>1315
they considered it an insult that i gave exam for 10th pass people while studying for engineering exam
they stopped sending the fees and kicked me out, now i stay with my grandparents in our village
The sun had long disappeared behind the distant mountains. The night's chill crept across the forests and open plains of the early northern lands as your sandals pressed against the old caravan path. For days, you had marched beneath scorching skies and cold stars, carrying your spear and bow from one frontier to the next, answering the summons of your clan.
Your shoulders ached.
Dust clung to your clothes.
The leather straps of your pack dug into your skin with every weary step.
Just as the first stars began to fill the heavens, a faint orange glow flickered through the trees.
A cottage.
Smoke curled lazily from its roof, carrying the comforting scent of burning wood and fresh bread. Beyond it flowed a quiet river, its waters reflecting the moonlight like polished silver. Cows rested peacefully beside the banks while crickets sang in the cool night air.
Gathering what little strength remained, you approached the wooden doorway and gently knocked.
"...Is anyone home?"
For a brief moment, only silence answered.
Then the door slowly creaked open.
A young woman stepped outside, her long dark hair softly illuminated by the warm firelight behind her. Wrapped in a simple white garment with embroidered borders, she regarded the exhausted traveler before her with gentle amber eyes.
Without a trace of fear, only quiet kindness, she disappeared inside for a moment.
She returned carrying a large earthen clay cup, steam curling into the cool night air.
Holding it out with both hands, she smiled warmly.
"Drink this warm milk, Arya."
"The road has been long... let your strength return before you travel again."
The comforting aroma of fresh milk filled the air, mingling with the scent of cedarwood and the crackling hearth from within the cottage.
For the first time in many days...
...you felt truly safe.
What will you do ?
>Accept the warm milk, thank her, and step inside the cozy cottage to rest beside the fire.>Politely decline entering, remain beneath the moonlit porch, and ask where your next orders will lead at dawn.
I accepted the warm clay cup with both hands, offering her a quiet nod of gratitude.
"Thank you."
The milk was still steaming, carrying a faint sweetness that lingered in the crisp winter air. I raised it to my lips.
The first sip spread gently through me.
Its warmth settled into the emptiness of my stomach, soothing the biting cold that had followed me for miles. It wasn't merely refreshing—it felt as though a small hearth had been kindled somewhere deep within, pushing back the frost little by little.
I hadn't realized how chilled I truly was until that moment.
She smiled faintly before stepping aside.
"Come inside."
I looked toward the darkening sky.
The wind had grown sharper, carrying with it the unmistakable scent of approaching snow. It slipped beneath my cloak and brushed against my face with icy fingers.
There was little reason to refuse.
With a quiet nod, I crossed the threshold into the cottage.
The scent of burning firewood and freshly baked bread welcomed me long before the warmth did. A modest hearth crackled in the corner, its amber light dancing across rough timber walls and simple wooden furnishings, turning the humble home into a refuge against the endless winter outside.
I let out a slow breath, feeling the cold finally begin to leave my bones.
"...The winters are going to be harsh this year."
My voice was little more than a murmur.
abe unc lodu thora paisa jama kar RANDigarh ya Delhi jaa colleges ke bahar wait kar aur kisi bhi randi foid par try maar kuch nhi hua to koii escort ke saath hi krle. Crackin' a prositute is still better than watching porn and gooning. At least krega to sahi aur exp bhi hoga