@ninaskalikova and I connected over Instagram last year… then I get a text “Hey Rida, I love your profile, I’m coming to Bangalore, I’m a photographer…want to do a shoot together?” And of course I said YES. When we finally met…she was one of the most gorgeous women I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Kind, sweet, warm… we spent the day walking around, clicking pictures, and now I finally have them. I love these shots because it’s how she sees me through her lens. We’ve stayed connected ever since, and I can’t wait for her to come back to India… or for me to land up where she is next. . Saree : @tehho.in Blouse : @suta_bombay
@ninaskalikova and I connected over Instagram last year… then I get a text “Hey Rida, I love your profile, I’m coming to Bangalore, I’m a photographer…want to do a shoot together?” And of course I said YES. When we finally met…she was one of the most gorgeous women I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Kind, sweet, warm… we spent the day walking around, clicking pictures, and now I finally have them. I love these shots because it’s how she sees me through her lens. We’ve stayed connected ever since, and I can’t wait for her to come back to India… or for me to land up where she is next. . Saree : @tehho.in Blouse : @suta_bombay
@ninaskalikova and I connected over Instagram last year… then I get a text “Hey Rida, I love your profile, I’m coming to Bangalore, I’m a photographer…want to do a shoot together?” And of course I said YES. When we finally met…she was one of the most gorgeous women I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Kind, sweet, warm… we spent the day walking around, clicking pictures, and now I finally have them. I love these shots because it’s how she sees me through her lens. We’ve stayed connected ever since, and I can’t wait for her to come back to India… or for me to land up where she is next. . Saree : @tehho.in Blouse : @suta_bombay
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
It was my Abbu’s birthday yesterday… his name is Abdul Zaheer! My beautiful man still looks so young, but he’s definitely getting older, and I don’t quite know how to accept that yet. Abbu has always been a complex human being. He’s pushed all of us to do better, to try new things, and to dream bigger. At the same time, he’s someone who has, at moments, given in to societal pressures. He’s open-minded, yet sometimes restrictive in ways that are hard to understand. But so much of who we are today is because of him, and I want to give him credit for that. Over the years, our relationship has only gotten better. Now, it genuinely feels like he’s my best friend. Growing up, whenever people asked, “Mom or dad?” the answer was always dad. We’ve always loved our father deeply. He’s the most affectionate person…the best hugs, the best kisses, always saying, “Oh my God, my girls.” The sweetest kind of love. The first thing I do when I see him is hug him tight. I know I can run into his arms and they’ll always be open. I know I can rest my head on his chest, cry, and he’ll console me. I love my Abbu and the bond we share right now. I wish him nothing but the best health and a long, long life ..one where I get to pamper him even more.
My baby girl now has her little baby girl 🥺🥺🥺! @mnrithya I love you so much ❤️❤️
I know we are late but here is our 2025 accomplishment 🥺
I threw a very last-minute vision board party. I got the printouts, dropped a message in my usual group of 30 people, and said, “Whoever can make it, please come.” I knew it was New Year’s and everyone might already have plans, but still, a few people showed up. We had the best time…cutting, sticking, visualising, eating grapes under the table, and just being present. I don’t know if any of it will come true, but these memories definitely will. And for someone who absolutely loves staying at home, this was a dream come true. Happy new year from us 🥺❤️! 2026 please please be kind 😭 I beg you….
Freedom looks different for everyone. And one of the ways for me is being able to dress the way I want and feel completely comfortable while doing it. @underneat.in has honestly been such a beautiful add on to that feeling. Soft, easy, groovy, and something that just lets me be myself. Also… it’s like getting a hug without even asking for one. And I love that. Use my code Rida11 for 11 percent off and treat yourself ✨ #WhatsUnderneat #collab
