I Manifest Myself

syona || she/they || sagittarius


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my boss only had one book growing up so now her house is a library. also the stack of books on the furthest right is literally taller than me (at Berkeley, California)

I finished my thesis [tamil voice] HUMMA….HUMMA….HUMMAHUMMAHUMMA

my dad has been staring at the same tree for like six hours today. he stopped so he could watch the sunset

ma beamed me up via facetime so I could be with my fam for our homam puja – like every puja ma knew more than the swamy, baba embodied colonial discomfort while wearing socks with lungi (style icon), the kids were running around screaming for two hours, and I had to pee the entire time. modernity is a trip

not here for The Gaze™️

hanging out in our new pantry (at San Diego, California)

embodied mathematics > secularized mathematics // I would rather study how this badass lady can calculate how to keep all the pots on her head than the probability of the pots falling off her head

I’m writing a paper about how all the Mughal kings had hardcore daddy issues and it’s making me miss India even more

luv being a pagan✨ #diasporadays

“So put on your saris
It’s time to celebrate Diwali
Everybody looks so jolly
But it’s not Christmas, it’s Diwali
The goddess of destruction, Kali
Stopped by to celebrate Diwali
Don’t invite any zombies
To our celebration of Diwali
Along came Polly
To have some fun at Diwali
If you’re Indian and you love to party
Have a happy, happy
Happy, happy Diwali!”-Michael Scott" -me

also shoutout to my brown gals for always keeping me feelin warm and loved you’re all diyas in my heart ✨

Diwali + Halloween = Maharaja of Hindustan

I love the gardeners at our school (at University of San Francisco)

my mother won’t stop lecturing me about transcendental architecture so now I know how to construct buildings simply based on your natal chart alone