Paper Towns (2015)

concept: two indian high school girls fall in love, desi dark academia style. imagine them carefully braiding each other’s hair in the school restroom while discussing mughal history. sneaking an old ipod to school and listening to sufi and carnatic music together on the weary bus ride back home. doing everything together, they’re as inseparable as two girl best friends can get. going to book stores or libraries on weekends and spending hours reading sitting next to each other, and then having an intense discussion over chai and vada pav at a small stand. coming back from coaching classes in the evenings, holding hands as their jhumkas twinkle under the streetlights. texting each other at 5 in the morning while stuck on homework. holding hands, hugging ten times a day and cheek kisses are normal, and they never realize their feelings for each other until an accidental forehead touch in a doorway, glancing at each other’s lips and breathing heavily. not choosing to date for fear of ruining their academic careers and remaining best friends. finally getting together when by a stroke of good luck, they both make it to their common dream college and have a celebratory kiss when one goes to the others house to break the good news in person. just, two desi girls falling in love; enamored by the world around them, its knowledge and each other.

“Picture a wave in the ocean, you can see it, measure it — its height, the way the sunlight refracts when it passes through. It’s there and you can see it and you know what it is. It’s a wave. And then it crashes on the shore, and it’s gone. But the water is still there. The wave was just a different way for the water to be, for a little while. That’s one conception of death for a Buddhist. The wave returns to the ocean  — where it came from, and where it’s supposed to be.”

-Chidi Anagonye 

I sat with my anger long enough until she told me her real name was grief.

— C.S. Lewis

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A philosopher once asked, “Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we're human?” Pointless, really.... “Do the stars gaze back?” Now, that's a question.

— Neil Gaiman, Stardust

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romanticize un-illuminated brown and black eyes. romanticize the way dark eyes look without being blinded by flash. romanticize brown eyes that don’t have streaks of gold and yellow. romanticize black eyes that are so raven it’s hard to distinguish where the iris is. the depth of your dark eyes is enchanting. brown and black eyes draw you in, wrap you up, and leave you wanting more. fall in love with them.

SAHIL MIRZA IS THE ONLY ALLY FOR WLW WE NEED. HE DIDN’T REACT IN A HOMOPHOBIC WAY WHEN HE FOUND OUT SWEETY WAS A LESBIAN DESPITE BEING HEAD OVER HEELS IN LOVE WITH HER AND ASKED HER IF HE COULD HELP HER SINCE SHE WAS IN THE CLOSET AND HER GIRLFRIEND WAS IN LONDON.

WHEN SWEETY TOLD HIM SHE MIGHT KILL HERSELF IF SHE CAN’T BE WITH KUHU HE TOLD HER NO AND LET HER HUG HIM AND PROCEEDED TO CREATE A WHOLE FUCKING PLAY TO LET SWEETY AND KUHU BE NEAR EACH OTHER AND TACKLE HOMOPHOBIA AND HOW HARMFUL HETERONORMATIVITY IS.

AND HE DID IT ALL BECAUSE SWEETY IS HIS FRIEND. HE FOUND SUCCESS IN CREATING A FRESH NEW STORY BY PARALLELING THE TRUTH; REALITY. BY GIVING QUEER VOICES A PLACE TO BE HEARD, FOR A MESSAGE TO BE SENT OUT AND TO ENLIGHTEN PEOPLE. ALL TO HELP SWEETY AND KUHU BE TOGETHER.

I’m back with an inspiring Oscar Wilde quote, what a surprise.