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The Indian Coffee House is a restaurant chain in India, run by a series of worker co-operative societies. It has strong presence across India. There are nearly 400 coffee houses all over India, which are a part of the chain.

 The India Coffee House chain was started by the Coffee Board in early 1940s, during British rule. In the mid 1950s the Board closed down the Coffee Houses, due to a policy change. The thrown-out workers then took over the branches, under the leadership of the communist leader A. K. Gopalan and renamed the network as Indian Coffee House. The first Indian Coffee Workers Co-Operative Society was founded in Bangalore on 19 August 1957. The first Indian Coffee House was opened in New Delhi on 27 October 1957.^[1] Gradually, the Indian Coffee House chain expanded across the country, with branches in Pondicherry, Thrissur, Lucknow, Nagpur, Jabalpur, Mumbai, Kolkata, Tellicherry and Pune by the end of 1958.

My parents had their first date here :)

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I’m not a Redskins fan and I’ve never worked at Baja Fresh. These are my brothers’ things. I miss you. :(

Just got back from a family friend’s house and it just pissed me off. First of all, their daughters just talk your ear off so I have a headache because of that. Also, I just feel like the Indian people that I know are just so narrow-minded and just have nothing better to do with their lives than gossip about other Indians. I mean really? come on now….don’t you have a career or kids to worry about?! It’s just pushing me away from my own people because of this. I feel like I think nothing like them and I just have other priorities. And THEY ALL KNOW EACH OTHER! I’m sure it may be the same way with other cultures and races but it’s just so ridiculous how someone knows someone through so and so’s brother’s nephew’s daughter. Like, what the fuck.  I love my family and culture and stuff, but the Indian community…fuck em. They’re just so damn annoying with their crazy rules and backwards way of thinking.  I’m so damn proud of my brother for moving out with his girlfriend who is Chinese. Yeah, people talked, but fuck em…Good for you man. I support you all the way. I’m in culinary school, trying to become a pastry chef and I’m damn proud to admit it. I’m not like your child who wants to be a doctor or an engineer because YOU want them to. I do what I want within reason. I do put my family first, but that won’t stop me from doing what I want to achieve in my life. I’m not going to sacrifice my dreams for someone else. When all of you Indian parents ask me where I’m going to school and what I’m majoring in, I tell you that I’m in culinary school for a one year program that WON’T get me a degree but a diploma. But, in this industry, a degree doesn’t mean shit. Experience does. I’m not wasting 4,5 or 6 years in school pursuing a pointless degree in college and when I get out, I don’t know what the fuck to do with myself. I’m coming to all these realizations about the way I think and about what I want and how it’s very different from some of the Indian people that I know. I’m not going to follow the norm, I refuse to do that. I’m trying to jumpstart my career and my life, so I don’t have to worry about it down the road. You know it’s bad when my mother is ranting to me about it (Mind you, she never says anything about anyone). She was saying how all the ladies were gossiping about a woman who comes to the temple. My mom said “it’s a temple….we go there to pray, not to look at other people. Come on now. Don’t mess up the temple for us either. Do these people have nothing better to do with their lives?!” This was all in Hindi by the way, but that’s exactly what she was saying. My brothers and the guys weren’t there this time…so maybe that’s why I was even more angry lol. Gotta go back on Thanksgiving, which means more anger. 

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scatteredwords:

nutella shooters

Oh my god.

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“Everybody has their way somehow to escape reality.”

I want this. Scoliosis style. lol

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imnotyourtype:

Bob Marley on how to love a woman-

“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.”

- Bob Marley

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