Tvishan

[Hara ✨ @Mystic_riverrr]

so handsome and he also kinda has a long spine, that's sexy 🥰

[Softboy @softboy_w]

the phrase "i don't give a flying fuck" is so funny to me because why is the fuck flying

[݁ ᨳິ ׂ 💉 𓈒 syu ྀ ͚. #eishiatwt @faggycvts]

This might be worse than having a scat fetish

[Rishh @Riocasm]

Ganga jamuna saraswati

[mims ྀི @blythsluv]

i have nothing appropriate to say

[Esa @esa_was_taken]

@RespectfulMemes it's just a puppy

[Mehwish @MyWishIsUs]

Whoever made this ad deserves an Oscar 😭

[Tvishan @Tvitities]

@bhav_paaji 😭😭😭

[Shubham2.0 @bhav_paaji]

Ab ye kisne kiya 😭😭😭😭

[Riaaa @RiyaS_ingh]

Ye Wale boyfriend kha pe milte hai, Jo itna excited rhte h gf k bday pr??

[Tvishan @Tvitities]

@itshitaaaaaa Oh you're such a fucking asshole. You're sexualizing a woman fighting for a genuine cause. You're genuinely GENUINELY a bad person🙏🏻 be ashamed of yourself

[Iremide @RxIremide]

Stages of X

1. You create an X account.
2. You didn’t understand it.
3. So you left for a few months/years.
4. Then you returned.
5. Now you are addicted and can’t go a day without it. 😂😭

Repost if this was you.

[Prashant Bhushan @pbhushan1]

A heartfelt message by a parent, K Sharad Haksar to Neha Bora.
“When I got married, I knew I wanted only one child. And in my heart, I hoped it would be a girl.
I was blessed with a daughter.
The first time I held her, I made her a silent promise. You will never have to share my time. You will never have to wait for my attention. Whatever I have, you will get all of it.
I had seen families with four or five children. Parents running from morning to night, and still some child was always left waiting. I also felt our country has too many people, and nature is paying for it. One child felt right. It felt responsible.
For years, I never questioned it.
Then this year, I saw Neha Bora.
She is 29, a PhD student at JNU, a theatre artist from Khatima, a small town in the hills of Uttarakhand. When the NEET paper leak happened, she sat down at Jantar Mantar for students she did not even know. Children who had studied for years. Parents who had spent their savings on coaching and still lost.
She did not eat for 23 days.
She was 66 kilos when she started. She lost more than 7. Near the end, doctors were taking her blood three or four times a day.
The night I read that, I could not sleep. I kept seeing my own daughter in her place. On a hot Delhi road. Thin. Tired. A doctor holding her wrist again. And I knew I would not be able to stand there and watch. I would have begged her to stop.
But Neha did not stop until the work was done. And when it was over, she said her body had forgotten how to eat. It had to learn again, like a baby. Even then, still weak, she went to Bihar to meet more than 600 students who had been arrested. She did not go home to rest. She went to the ones who had stood by her.
I am a dowser. Every day I work with energy. I have learned that anger is heavy. It burns out fast. Nobody can live on anger for 23 days without food. Only love can carry you that far.
Then I read that her father was in the Army, and the family kept moving from one posting to the next.
My wife's father was also in the Army. I never call him my father-in-law. To me, he is simply Papa. My wife studied in 13 schools. Thirteen first days. Thirteen times walking into a class where nobody knew her name. Thirteen goodbyes to friends she never saw again. Army children learn to smile, pack their bags and start again. Nobody asks them how much it hurts. I see that strength in my wife every day. I saw it in Neha too.
In Ranchi, a man threw ink on her face and called her anti-national. She said she had already faced pellets and lathis in Delhi. Ink would not scare her.
Ink washes off. In energy work, we say that what people throw at you only stays if you take it in. She seems to know this without ever holding a pendulum.
Her family did not agree with her. There were fights at home. But during the hunger strike, her mother came to Jantar Mantar.
I don't know what they said to each other. I don't need to. I am a parent. I know what a mother feels when she sees her child weak and thin on a road, and still standing. Every argument is forgotten in that moment. All that is left is: this is my child.
Neha said she has not spoken to her father yet.
I don't know him. But I am a father too, and I know how hard it is for men like us to say some things out loud. So if he cannot say it yet, let me say it for him, from Chennai.
Beta, we are proud of you. Now go and eat something properly.
Somewhere in all this, a thought came to me that I never expected. I wish I had one more daughter. One like Neha. This takes nothing away from my own daughter. She is my world. She always will be. But Neha made me ask myself a hard question. We spend our whole lives keeping our children safe and helping them get ahead. Do we ever teach them to look back at who is being left behind? And if one day they stand up for someone else, will we stand next to them as Neha's mother did? Or will we ask them to come home and stay quiet. Our job is to protect that light, even when it scares us.

[The Lie Lamaa™ 🏹 @TweetsOfLamaa__]

SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK 📢

[Vir Das @thevirdas]

I’m so confused 🤷‍♂️

[Nandini M @your_niaaaa]

Forget the political ideology for a second. Why is a womans sexuality always the first thing they resort to commenting on? And then people wonder why we have such high rape rates in this country.

Their thoughts start and end with a womans sexual organs. Nothing beyond that.

[Tvishan @Tvitities]

@NoopurOffice @Rahulsinghkajla #ad #paid 🤣🤣🤣

[Shubh @kadaipaneeeer]

this government’s priorities are genuinely fucking disgusting. just two weeks ago, hundreds of lady shri ram college students were on the streets protesting for basic rights, demanding functional CCTV cameras, better lighting, pink booths, security especially around gate 7 & the back gate. women were on the streets demanding basic safety and the government headed by rekha gupta couldn’t show the same urgency.

but just a day before the Jantar Mantar protest on 10th october, suddenly there’s an order to install 1,000+ cameras around the protest site. THOUSANDS. yeah they successfully installed more than thousand cameras in just 2 days. apparently, the government knows how to mobilise resources overnight when it comes to keeping an eye on citizens who raise their voices, but becomes deaf, dumb and paralysed when young women from one of the finest institution of this country demands protection in the nation’s capital.

they have the machinery to watch you, the manpower to stop you and the resources to control & suppress you. what they apparently lack is the urgency to protect you.

the most fucking shameful part? delhi has a woman chief minister, yet women’s safety seems to be the last thing on this government’s priority list. when women demand protection, the system goes silent. when citizens prepare to protest, suddenly the cameras, barricades and police are ready. if a woman becoming chief minister doesn’t make women’s safety a priority in nation’s capital, then what the fuck was the point of having one? and some of you spineless clowns still have the fucking audacity to defend this government & their spineless actions?!!