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@Aabbhhz @blakssh @merycodes same question?! or what app

@blakssh @merycodes nice! what cam?

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@anshubtle two things can be true (& happen) at the same time iukuk 😭

@_Hrishikesh35_ Technically that counts as a homer as well 🙃

hitting the ball outside the stadium: cheating

@nairmayukh @NotVyasarG hi yes @NotVyasarG congrats on your wedding - so so happy for you and a reminder to the world that the actual nice guys don’t finish last :D

@NotVyasarG @xcowboygeniusx CONGRATULATIONS ON THE WEDDING!!!! So so so happy for you I can't tell on text!!!! Congrats on finding your forever one away from that Sima's toxic influence!!!

I'm so envious of the amount of hair she has. if i had that amount of hair nobody could tell me shit

hey do you want to go out with me? I have no availability until next sunday and I hate texting btw

How Central Guwahati Changed And Why We Must Stop Blaming “Outsiders” My grandfather, sometime in the 1950s, bought land in Central Guwahati from one Bhatti Babu, who local people say was among the biggest landowners in the city. Some even say Sarabbhati gets its name from him. He was the local dealer of liquor made in the area and had huge stretches of land, reportedly given to him during the British period. My grandfather also bought a piece of land in Fancy Bazar and set up a shop there. That shop still exists under our family, though barely. At one point, our family had a real economic stake in the heart of Fancy Bazar. During the Assam Agitation, my grandfather was deeply moved by Prafulla Kumar Mahanta. He would collect money and resources for the student movement through the businessmen of Fancy Bazar. He used to call PK Mahanta “Mahapurush.” Even when the darker truths about Mahanta slowly began to emerge, my grandfather refused to believe them. He lived in denial. Looking back now, I sometimes feel that denial was not just his personal flaw. It was a symptom of something much larger in Assamese society. Cut to the 21st century, my father moved the family to Dispur. Today, we are voters of the Dispur constituency. Our shop in Fancy Bazar is merely surviving, and none of us ever really wishes to return to that ancestral part of the city. The old property has been rented out to non-Assamese traders who now do business ironically in Fancy Bazar. That, in many ways, is the reality of Old Guwahati. The part of the city that was once the entry point for migrants into Guwahati and once held so much Assamese economic presence, is no longer aspirational to the next generation of Assamese families. And that did not happen overnight. It happened because the reason people came to Guwahati changed. Once upon a time, migrants came here largely for business. But after the Assam Agitation, the Assamese middle class increasingly began to see government jobs as the highest form of security, prestige and power. Slowly, our collective obsession shifted from trade and enterprise to bureaucracy. The dream was no longer to build a business in the city. The dream became to secure a government post, enter the system, and occupy the machinery of the state. In many ways, filling the bureaucracy became the only socially respectable way to assert hegemony. Meanwhile, commerce was quietly abandoned. The same story repeats on my maternal side in Bharalumukh, where our family has roots linked to Rohini Kumar Choudhury, one of Assam’s tallest nationalist leaders. Today, most of those ancestral lands have been handed over to builders. Apartments stand where old homes and family legacies once did. The buyers are mostly from the business class, and yes, many of them are non-Assamese. Except for our ancestral home, much of that old world is gone. The reason is not very complicated. Assamese families in Central Guwahati simply could not keep pace with the business class. They could not compete with communities that treated business not as an individual hustle but as a collective family project, where each generation protected and expanded what the previous one built. For many Assamese families, the easiest way to generate wealth and sustain status became monetising land. Sell the land. Rent the shop. Give the plot to a builder. Move out. Ask the children to study for APSC, bank exams, engineering or an MNC job in Bangalore. That became the new model of success. I still remember buying sweets from Choudhury Sweets near Fatasil Ambari, an Assamese-owned sweet shop that was part of the memory of that old Guwahati. By the time I reached middle school, it was gone. And that story is not unique. The Assamese owned businesses in Panbazar from where I used to buy cakes and chocolates, are all gone! None of the uncles are chewing paanon the footpath anymore. Many Assamese-owned shops across Central Guwahati were either sold off or rented out because the next generation simply did not care to take over. They had other aspirations. But not the kind that allowed us to retain a stake in the economic core of our own city. And now, to hide from our own failures to remain relevant as a business community, the easiest thing for us to do is to blame the “Baniya” class. That has become our comfort zone. But the truth is far more uncomfortable. What we are seeing today is also the fallout of a short-sighted Assamese nationalism that taught us how to identify outsiders, but not how to build lasting economic power. It gave us slogans, sentiment and suspicion, but it did not build a strong entrepreneurial culture. It made many of us emotionally defensive and economically fragile. As a student of Don Bosco, Panbazar, another institution rooted in Central Guwahati, I grew up with non-Assamese friends. Many of them came from families where business was protected like an inheritance and expanded like a duty. They worked together as a family unit. They have also created employment for Assamese youths and I myself have worked under them and learnt a lot about professionalism and work culture. In our Assamese family setups, often the first thing we do after marriage is divide the household into another kitchen. More separation. More expenses. Less pooling of resources. Less collective planning. Less continuity. This write-up is not to justify a non-Assamese person becoming the next MLA of Central Guwahati. That is not the point. The point is that if we are serious about understanding how Central Guwahati changed demographically, commercially and politically, then we must first have the courage to perform a postmortem on ourselves. Because communities do not lose space only because others enter it. Sometimes, they lose space because their own next generation no longer wants to stay, build, compete and preserve what was once theirs. And unless we are willing to confront that truth, we will remain stuck in the same victim complex, forever blaming the outsider for what was also, in no small measure, our own failure

@raghavtripped there there! welcome the real world - it sucks - you’re gonna love it

not me crying on the side upper birth of the train, the next day after my convocation and on top of that, all the aunties in my coach judging me ki why is this 25 y/o kinda kid kinda man crying...bro I'm just missing my friends and my college

@goatodelhi oh most definitely! guwahatiya is a specific accent too - assamese accents change every 50 kms ngl.

@_Hrishikesh35_ The two are not mutually exclusive!

Friend just told me that my Assamese accent is better than both Kunki Chowdhury and Vijay Gupta, and I think that’s the best news I’ve heard all year 😄

@ThisCouldBeAas us

girls who are going to be okay

@anshubtle @kmg780 but the Mercedes cars still are huge powerhouses. That bit keeps getting better, no?!. And of course, it is not just the car always - so unfair to say the cars lost coz Russell got beaten by a Ferrari and a McLaren.

@_Hrishikesh35_ @kmg780 Kahan, Russell just got beaten by a ferrari and a mclaren That's new bruh

man these mercedes cars are a fucking rocket

@anshubtle so tacky

@_Hrishikesh35_ Yeah they've been doing it for a fair few years for sponsorship lel. IWC is the sponsor for merc

lmao rolex/tissot printed a watch on russel’s wrist?

and not have mindy kaling anywhere near it

@bedagarkenjoyer hehe

tf is race control doing show us the action

why do i always over write- now i have to cut 100 & 120 words and there is no way to do this without losing my soul in the processss 😭😭😭

@RaghuPrat ah central guwahati - very accessible by mama’s chokepoint flyovers 💀

@_Hrishikesh35_ You're very close: this is a view of Chenikuthi from Navagraha Hill

At my bud’s where I first learnt a few vices