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देश में हजारों स्कूल बंद हो रहे है. लाखों बच्चें शिक्षा से अछूते है. ऐसे में शिक्षा हमारे देश के लिए कितना संवेदनशील मुद्दा है शिक्षा मंत्री का #Resignation इसका सबूत है.
उम्मीद है कि अब कोई पेपर लीक नहीं होगा.
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दिल्ली-NCR में बीते 12 घंटे से तेज बारिश जारी है। बुधवार शाम हुई बारिश के बाद दिल्ली और गुरुग्राम की सड़कों पर बाढ़ जैसे हालात हैं। घरों में पानी भर गया है।
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मलेशिया के जोहोर राज्य में एक पुलिस हेलिकॉप्टर आपात लैंडिंग के दौरान सीधे नदी में जा गिरा। यह हादसा सुंगाई पुलाई इलाके में हुआ।
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The Trauma that Arrives Again…
I was born and raised in Bihar at a time when law and order felt like a distant dream. During my college days, I faced a teenage trauma that affected me for many years.
Why I Call It a Trauma
I am sure that girls who grew up in states like UP and Bihar in the '90s were barely taught to differentiate between normal behavior and misogyny. I recall instances when inappropriate remarks and slurs were so normalized that girls couldn’t even take offense. Women of all ages were expected to be behind closed doors as early as possible when the sun set. Failing to do so could invite any kind of mishap, and the responsibility, of course, lay with the potential victim.
Sadly, all the things I mentioned above were part of everyday life. However, this routine becomes trauma when misogynistic remarks follow a teenage girl on her way to college. It turns into trauma when all she wants to do is study but can’t. It becomes trauma when a group of boys monitors her college timings, follows her on their heavy motorbikes, and hurls inappropriate comments filled with dominance and male ego. It certainly turns into trauma when she feels unsafe everywhere—inside and outside the college campus. When she witnesses a continuous violation of her consent, feels furious yet helpless for not being able to retaliate, and experiences an unending fear that raising her voice could lead to consequences worse than the existing problem.
Living in a constant state of fear makes you feel like a lesser human being. I remember sharing my situation with my father, who told me to handle it on my own. Back then, I didn’t know how. An 18-year-old girl who was considered brave among her siblings and cousins, a leading force in classrooms, known for giving speeches at school functions, didn’t know how to deal with this particular situation.
Eventually, all this ended, but the trauma lingered. Life moved forward, but a sense of fear and self-doubt remained inside me. I became quiet in gatherings, hesitant to communicate with people, started forgetting things, and transformed into a shy, timid girl. There were times when I felt embarrassed and insulted but could do nothing about it. I knew it wasn’t the real me, but despite my efforts to move forward, I found myself falling behind.
..and it came to an end
Time flies, they say. For me, it happened slowly but in the way I wanted. My profession and some good people in my life helped immensely. Eventually, I rediscovered my true self, but traces of that period remained somewhere within me and were suddenly invoked a few days ago.
This Happened a Few Days Ago
What happened then was a complete flashback for me—a flashback of fear, lawlessness, and a shameless display of muscular dominance.
One day after Durga Visarjan, I was walking back from the office with a female colleague. On a steep turn of the road, two men appeared on a bike. One of them raised his hand, pointed towards us, and said something ugly. In response, we stepped back. I wanted to give a befitting reply, but in the next moment, we were frozen with fear. The guy in his twenties was holding a sword. Whatever I could have said at that moment, I decided to hold back. We couldn’t decide whether to retaliate and risk a confrontation. What if the sword they were twirling accidentally hit one of us? What if the men were drunk? What if they turned back and attacked us? All these thoughts struck us in a fraction of a second, and we decided to stay quiet.
Being quiet has become the fate of most Indian girls. I refused to live like that a long time ago. But that incident reminded me of the changing scenario in our country. Whatever the reasons behind it, I sensed that long-buried fear once again in that one brief moment. I called my father and explained the situation. All he could say was, “Shaam hone ke baad walk mat kiya karo…”
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UP के बिजनौर में चलती ट्रेन दो हिस्सों में बंट गई। S3 और S4 डिब्बे को जोड़ने वाली बोगी की कपलिंग टूट गई। इसके चलते इंजन 13 डिब्बों को लेकर 4 किलोमीटर आगे निकल गया। 8 डिब्बे पीछे छूट गए। किसान एक्सप्रेस (13307) झारखंड के धनबाद से पंजाब के फिरोजपुर जा रही थी।
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