लग्नापूर्वीच कल्की कोचलीन झाली आई, गोंडस मुलीला दिला जन्म

कल्कीने गरोदरपणार आपल्या बेबी बंपसोबत बरेच फोटो शेअर केले. हा काळ तिने भरपूर एन्जॉय केला, असे तिच्या या फोटोवरून पाहायला मिळते.

मुंबई - बॉलिवूड अभिनेत्री कल्की कोचलीनच्या घरी एका नव्या पाहुणीचे आगमन झाले आहे. तिने एका गोंडस मुलीला जन्म दिला आहे. काही महिन्यांपूर्वीच कल्कीने आई बनणार असल्याची गोड बातमी चाहत्यांना दिली होती. कल्कीचा गरोदरपणा हा बराच चर्चेचा विषय बनला होता. कारण, कल्कीने अद्याप तिच्या प्रियकराशी लग्न केले नाही. त्यामुळे लग्नापूर्वीच कल्की आई बनली आहे.

कल्की आणि तिचा प्रियकर गाय हर्शबर्ग हे गेल्या काही वर्षांपासून लिव्ह इन रिलेशनशिपमध्ये राहत आहेत. दिग्दर्शक अनुराग कश्यपसोबत घटस्फोट झाल्यानंतर कल्कीने हर्शबर्गसोबत लिव्ह इनमध्ये राहण्याचा निर्णय घेतला होता. गाय हर्शबर्ग हा इस्रायलचा क्लासिकल पियॉनो वादक आहे. त्यानंतर तिने गरोदर असल्याची माहिती सोशल मीडियाच्या माध्यमातून चाहत्यांसोबत शेअर केली होती. मात्र, तिला या कारणामुळे काहींनी ट्रोलही केले होते. मात्र, या ट्रोलर्सकडे दुर्लक्ष करून कल्की तिच्या निर्णयावर ठाम राहिली होती.

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कल्कीने गरोदरपणातील आपल्या बेबी बंपसोबत बरेच फोटो शेअर केले. हा काळ तिने भरपूर एन्जॉय केला, असे तिच्या या फोटोवरून पाहायला मिळते.

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  Love and hate. Seems to be everywhere these days. A world wide debate. But I don't need to look far to find it. I see this cycle of love and hate in my own family. We curse eachother and scream and shout and break things, until we ourselves break. Then we cry, feel the guilt and look down at our feet. We hug gingerly, love reluctantly and forget quickly until it is repeated again. Love and hate. A habit. Like two magnets, in constant repulsion. Perhaps the opposite of hate is not love, but understanding. And the opposite of love is not hate, but neglect. There are so many uncomfortable extremes that make us feel we must react at once and put a stop to it - slam the door, walk away, shout your way to the other person's silence, unleash unthinkable acts of violence. But living with discomfort all the time, as I do now, because it is inside me and I cannot escape it, I have to be patient. My body demands it, my mind shuts down, my heart can only beat. If I erupt, it is inward and I alone feel the heat. I feel small, very small, from the sheer mystery and unfamiliarity of the grand workings taking over inside me. And so, eventually, I'm reduced to baby steps, forced to listen and respond, to note down and break years of habit in this moment. Today the cycle will not repeat. Today I will plant a seed, allowing my intentions to grow into another being - another me, but more conscious, more careful . I feel as if this creature, which began as a virus of discomfort inside me, slowly threatening my independence, stalling my capacity to create, or to think for myself, and eating into my daily routine, is now firmly a mirror of my own insecurities, a counter to my fears, a soul that can evolve and grow more rapidly than I have in all my years. So perhaps the opposite of destruction is not creation, but simply balance. And the opposite of creation is not destruction, but constant distraction. So I sit and wait. Write and read. Try to keep my balance. And breathe. Because that's all I can get right sometimes. #notesfromapregnantdiary #9monthseries Photo @yashyeri Assisted by @vaibhav_dabholkar_ Style @divyabal HMU @angelinajoseph Dress @_naushadali_

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  Love and hate. Seems to be everywhere these days. A world wide debate. But I don't need to look far to find it. I see this cycle of love and hate in my own family. We curse eachother and scream and shout and break things, until we ourselves break. Then we cry, feel the guilt and look down at our feet. We hug gingerly, love reluctantly and forget quickly until it is repeated again. Love and hate. A habit. Like two magnets, in constant repulsion. Perhaps the opposite of hate is not love, but understanding. And the opposite of love is not hate, but neglect. There are so many uncomfortable extremes that make us feel we must react at once and put a stop to it - slam the door, walk away, shout your way to the other person's silence, unleash unthinkable acts of violence. But living with discomfort all the time, as I do now, because it is inside me and I cannot escape it, I have to be patient. My body demands it, my mind shuts down, my heart can only beat. If I erupt, it is inward and I alone feel the heat. I feel small, very small, from the sheer mystery and unfamiliarity of the grand workings taking over inside me. And so, eventually, I'm reduced to baby steps, forced to listen and respond, to note down and break years of habit in this moment. Today the cycle will not repeat. Today I will plant a seed, allowing my intentions to grow into another being - another me, but more conscious, more careful . I feel as if this creature, which began as a virus of discomfort inside me, slowly threatening my independence, stalling my capacity to create, or to think for myself, and eating into my daily routine, is now firmly a mirror of my own insecurities, a counter to my fears, a soul that can evolve and grow more rapidly than I have in all my years. So perhaps the opposite of destruction is not creation, but simply balance. And the opposite of creation is not destruction, but constant distraction. So I sit and wait. Write and read. Try to keep my balance. And breathe. Because that's all I can get right sometimes. #notesfromapregnantdiary #9monthseries Photo @yashyeri Assisted by @vaibhav_dabholkar_ Style @divyabal HMU @angelinajoseph Dress @_naushadali_

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  Love and hate. Seems to be everywhere these days. A world wide debate. But I don't need to look far to find it. I see this cycle of love and hate in my own family. We curse eachother and scream and shout and break things, until we ourselves break. Then we cry, feel the guilt and look down at our feet. We hug gingerly, love reluctantly and forget quickly until it is repeated again. Love and hate. A habit. Like two magnets, in constant repulsion. Perhaps the opposite of hate is not love, but understanding. And the opposite of love is not hate, but neglect. There are so many uncomfortable extremes that make us feel we must react at once and put a stop to it - slam the door, walk away, shout your way to the other person's silence, unleash unthinkable acts of violence. But living with discomfort all the time, as I do now, because it is inside me and I cannot escape it, I have to be patient. My body demands it, my mind shuts down, my heart can only beat. If I erupt, it is inward and I alone feel the heat. I feel small, very small, from the sheer mystery and unfamiliarity of the grand workings taking over inside me. And so, eventually, I'm reduced to baby steps, forced to listen and respond, to note down and break years of habit in this moment. Today the cycle will not repeat. Today I will plant a seed, allowing my intentions to grow into another being - another me, but more conscious, more careful . I feel as if this creature, which began as a virus of discomfort inside me, slowly threatening my independence, stalling my capacity to create, or to think for myself, and eating into my daily routine, is now firmly a mirror of my own insecurities, a counter to my fears, a soul that can evolve and grow more rapidly than I have in all my years. So perhaps the opposite of destruction is not creation, but simply balance. And the opposite of creation is not destruction, but constant distraction. So I sit and wait. Write and read. Try to keep my balance. And breathe. Because that's all I can get right sometimes. #notesfromapregnantdiary #9monthseries Photo @yashyeri Assisted by @vaibhav_dabholkar_ Style @divyabal HMU @angelinajoseph Dress @_naushadali_

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वर्कफ्रंटबाबत सांगायचं तर कल्कीने आत्तापर्यंत बऱ्याच बॉलिवूड चित्रपटांमध्ये भूमिका साकारल्या आहेत. यामध्ये 'ऐ जवानी है दिवानी', 'देव डी', 'गली बॉय', 'जिंदगी ना मिलेगी दोबारा', 'शांघाय' यांसारख्या चित्रपटांचा समावेश आहे. मागच्या वर्षी कल्कीने तमिळ सिनेसृष्टीत पदार्पण केले. 'नेरकोंडा पारवाई' या चित्रपटात ती एका गाण्यात झळकली होती.

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