Aaj ye start karunga.

Wait before you reply. This is not a thread to shit on Bhangalis or Bimarus, its a thread about picrel, how the fuck did this bitch even had the audacity to write this shit? And what has she even written in there, I don't want to subject myself to torture by reading the shit that she has shat.

Should I buy "चुनी हुई कविताएँ" by अज्ञेय or "Complete Sonnets" by Shakespeare? There is no commentary for the Sonnets.

post everything you know about hindunat/hindutva. Books and resources would be appreciated. shameless shill: #hindutva:matrix.org

Watch this to understand IQ and why Civilisation is doomed. The book is more detailed and has all the data regarding the studies and stuff. https://youtu.be/mOqGXhn7YBA

This is probably the best book in English you can read about (especially bengai) revolutionaries. Suggest some more if you know. The biggest source on the lives of the revolutionaries are memoirs of people close to them. Unfortunately most of them are in Bengali (at least when it comes to bengali revolutionaries). Another one in English I've read is 'The life and times of Bagha Jatin' written on Jatindranath Mukherjee by his grandson.

The problem now and it was a new one for me was my dick. It probably sounds strange now, but in the Seventies nobody really cared how big their dick was. When I was a teenager I had every conceivable hang-up about my body except that. I don't know who started it -queers probably, though you find it a lot in American cop shows, but there's no mention of it in Sartre. Whatever, in the showers at the gym I realized I had a really small dick. I measured it when I got home - it was five inches maybe five and a half or six if you measured right to the base. I'd found something new to worry about, something that I couldn't do anything about it was a permanent handicap. It was round about then that I started to hate blacks. There weren't many of them in the school most of them went to the Lycee Pierre-de-Coubertin where the eminent Defrance did his philosophical strip-tease and propounded his pro-youth filth. I only had one in my A stream class, a big, stocky guy who called himself Ben. He always wore a baseball cap and a pair of Nikes; I was convinced he had a huge dick. All the girls threw themselves at this big baboon and here I was trying to teach them about Mallarme what the fuck was the point? This is the way the world ends, I thought bitterly, people worshipping in front of big dicks, like hamadryas baboons. This black guy was going out with the girl I would have chosen myself blonde, very pretty, with a child like face and small firm tits. They were always holding hands in class. I always kept the windows closed while they were working the girls would get hot and take off their jumpers, their tee shirts stuck to their breasts; hidden behind my desk, I'd jerk off. >t. CEO of frog literature

This book is a goldmine, I have barbells and dumbells in the primitive gym of my college, I used to think i cant build body but i can do the things here easily. This is a goldmine

Syed Mohd. Irfan appreciation thread Seriously, no person is doing more efforts to save Indian art and ethos than him. His YouTube channel, interview series (both with RSTV and Rekhta) are kinos. This man is a gem worth saving, having interviewed every person alive from every Indian artistic underground scenes.

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