Kareena Kapoor has "ruined" me. I’m a Brahmin girl who was supposed to have a nice arranged marriage, wear red sarees at pooja, and keep everything “pure”.
But every time I see her posts or interviews, all I can think is how she let Saif fuck her raw, fill her up, and then openly named the baby after the man who once invaded India. She turned her own pregnancy into the ultimate middle finger to every sanskari family.
And the worst part? I catch myself touching myself imagining doing the exact same thing, getting ploughed senseless by a Mus@lm@rd until I’m carrying his child and calling him another invaders name too.
It’s sick. It’s wrong. But it’s also the hottest thought in my head right now.💚🧡
So Pathetic to see how some Hcuck loosers are portraying themselves as S@ngh!s publicly and in my DMs they are begging to join me Signal group, offering to be obeying all Mus@lM@rd commands 💚🧡
My whole life was about keeping Brahmin purity intact… but now my w0mb is nothing but a greedy hole for Mus@lM@rd pious package.
Every drop that stays in there poisons my kul, every heartbeat from their b@st@rd child, reminds me bl00dline ends with me.💚🧡🪷
Today's Roza is with venerable 77yo Irhaan Khan Saab..
I'm shaving smooth, perfuming forbidden places, ready for his trembling dentures to devour every inch of this s@nsk@ri flesh
Basic appreciation from a devoted S@nāt@ni, for the silent ways he helped in local community💚🧡🪷
At relative's in MP.Kinship still strong🕊️
Muslim neighbors invited us for breakfast,sweet elderly abbu blessed me w/ hand on head, even tho diff im faith🪷
So blessed RN! If my Eid post below hits 50🔁&100❤️ soon⏳
I'll drop HDH Signal group link publicly for all to join 💚🧡
I recently went to my Muslimah friend’s wedding.
Several older Muslim men from her family, all my dad’s age or more, with thick greying beards and skull caps, approached me one by one and politely asked, “Beta, ek photo khichwa le?” I smiled and said, “Ji Abbu ji, bilkul.”
I stood side by side with them for the pictures. While posing, each uncle leaned in close to my ear and whispered with a smile: “Arre beti, itni badi choochiyan ho gayi hain… doodh pilane wali toh nahi ban gayi?” [Oh daughter, your breasts have become so big… you haven’t started feeding milk already?]
Mom and dad were standing bymy side watching every photo, but each uncle placed his rough hand firmly on my hip, fingers pressing deep into the soft flesh, slowly squeezing and pulling me closer so my breasts lightly brushed against their arm. Their hot breath touched my neck while they kept smiling for the camera.
I felt so uncomfortable and exploited in those moments, but I kept smiling politely.
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I have received Plenty of reqs for my Signal HDH group🔞
Offer extended to all, fem & musal, not only hcucks🪷
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Every time we walk past that Musal neighborhood, the air hits different.
Thick, meaty kebabs hanging heavy, long ones stretched out proudly… all those shapes and sizes make my mouth water instantly.🧡💚