How a $60 million acquisition became a $ 1 Billion Brand : The story of Thums Up
Following the exit of Coca Cola in 1974, Parle launched Thums Up in 1977.
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the humiliation of editing ur cv the desperation that oozes out from every word in there that oooh look at me im so hireable and so so usable i bet u want to exploit my labour look all these other people have also used me dont u want a taste of this efficient ass
They came close to removing him. It was matter of 10-15 seats at the end of the day.
But they missed!
Then he rebounded.
Haryana.
MH.
DL.
Assam.
WB.
Off to UP now!
This post is for all those idiots who thought the Indian Ocean is owned by India, and for the blind followers of a political party who think they own the country and only someone from their dynasty can rule it.
KThe Indian Ocean is between 27 to 28 million square miles and It stretches from Australia to Africa. India's maritime jurisdiction in the Indian Ocean includes a 12-nautical-mile territorial sea with full sovereignty, a 24-nautical-mile contiguous zone.
Google could have told you that and stopped you from making an ass of yourself on X. But, thank you for allowing me to explain some geography.
Now, whatever happened with the Iranian warship was in international waters. India cannot get into a confrontation with any other country unless it is attacked. And it cannot interfere either in a situation that doesn’t concern it. Looks like the Sri Lankan navy was closer and helped.
The not-so-bright Congress party spokies would ideally have liked India to blow the US submarine out of the waters and then they would have celebrated as India and the US had a confrontation.
Unfortunately, for some people, and, fortunately for India, there’s a man with 25 years of political experience sitting in the PM’s chair.
Until he retires or Congress can destroy India, all those people will just have to keep counting the marbles in their trouser pockets. Like they’ve been doing since May 2014.
@AppStore@AppleSupport@Apple - I cancelled free trial to @InShot_App, however I was charged for the full payment of 1499 rupees, and there is no way to report this on the apple support, as the app subscription shows free.
Kindly refund my money.
I was 20 when I first came to India with nothing but a restless mind and an old Enfield I bought from a friend in Delhi who taught me to ride in one dusty afternoon. He took my money, flew back to Florida, and left me with one rule: don’t hit a cow, and only ride between 2–6 a.m. if you want to survive the heat and smog. Somehow, that became a philosophy for everything that followed.
I crossed the country like a kid inside a dream — Calcutta to Delhi to Rishikesh — sleeping on the bike when I had to, chasing chai stalls to stay awake, tossing the bike on trains when I could afford it. I swam in the Ganges, did yoga with elders who moved like water, bought vinyl in back-alley shops, fell in love the way only your twenties let you, and wrote long confusing emails to my mom from glowing village internet cafés.
In Gujarat I stopped long enough to help with earthquake relief, eat thalis in strangers’ homes, and learn “Kem Cho” and “Majama.” India didn’t just teach me independence — it cracked me open creatively. It showed me how improvisation is its own kind of discipline, how getting lost is a form of education.
I never imagined I’d be invited back years later to collaborate with artists I once watched on café computers — working with actors like SRK, making videos like “Lean On” that crossed billions of views, nearly dying during spiritual side quests in Leh and Varanasi, falling for Bollywood sweethearts, and still believing every strange turn meant something.
Twenty-five years later I returned to these roads, riding nine hours a day across the Himalayas on a much newer Enfield. And then — perfectly — I ended up performing at a massive Enfield festival in Goa and celebrating afterward in a motorcycle garage, as if time folded back on itself.
Two decades have changed India and me both. But every time I come back, I feel the same truth: growth happens when you surrender to the unknown, when the road teaches you more than any classroom could.
India was my beginning. And somehow, it still is.
Be the most accomplished captain in Indian cricket.
Watch an ex-teammate slander you every now and then out of his own insecurities.
Stay unbothered. Do nothing.
Watch his aggressive mentor image collapse under his own bad calls.
Win. Still unbothered. Still do nothing.
Just to put things in context -
The UK launched its first high-speed train HST in 1976. We, meanwhile, were six months into Emergency declared by Indira Gandhi. Yes, she did promise that trains would run on time besides, of course, forcing sterilisation on 8 million Indians.
France rolled out its TGV in 1981, inaugurated by President François Mitterrand. Our man Rajiv, at the time, was busy firefighting Bofors.
China began its high-speed rail programme CRH in 2007, when Sonia Gandhi presided over what was the most corrupt government in independent India. And yes, those were the years when Indians were routinely blown up - in trains, markets, five star hotels (26/11).
So really, what does one do if we’re several decades late and the initiative, push and responsibility has now fallen upon PM Narendra Modi?
Sit and comment, crib and shitpost like you?
The Bible says, “Don’t kill,” “Don’t lie,” “Don’t steal.”
Why? Because Jesus Christ was preaching to people who did those very things — a society where violence, deceit, and theft were rampant.
The Bible was preached to people struggling with the basics of morality & who needed reminders like “Don’t steal,” “Don’t lie,” and “Don’t kill.” The Gita, on the other hand, was spoken to Arjuna — a man torn by duty, not driven by crime. Different audiences entirely. 😉
Jesus Christ's own circle reflected that reality. One of His closest disciples, Judas Iscariot, betrayed Him for thirty pieces of silver. Another disciple, Peter, denied even knowing Him when fear took over. And when Christ was crucified, one of the two men beside Him was a thief seeking forgiveness in his final moments.
Christ’s teachings were for those who didn't have the basic moral valuest — he gave moral direction to people who had lost their spiritual compass. The Bible’s “commandments” were essential foundations for a civilization that needed to be taught what was right and wrong.
But the message of Sanatan Dharma was of a different nature altogether. Long before the birth of Christ, the Vedas and Upanishads had already spoken of universal brotherhood — Vasudhaiva Kutumbakam — “The whole world is one family.”
A true follower of Sanatan Dharma sees the same divine spark in all living beings. He learns not to harm even an ant, to speak the truth as a sacred duty (Satyam vada), and to give rather than steal (Tyagenaike amritatvam anashuh).
So, when the Bhagavad Gita speaks, it doesn’t say “Don’t kill” or “Don’t lie” — because it’s addressing a higher audience. It assumes those basic moral lessons are already learned. Instead, the Gita teaches how to act without attachment, how to conquer ego and desire, and how to serve with purity of heart.
The Bible and the Gita both aim to uplift the human soul — but they begin at different levels of understanding. One was spoken to the fallen, to help them rise; the other to the righteous, to help them perfect their life.
That’s why their audiences — and their approaches — are beautifully different. 😉
Mumbai Metro ✅
Mumbai Airport ✅
Farmers’ Relief ✅
Truly, @Dev_Fadnavis's one-week report card is heavier than the entire work delivered by the MVA government.
This is 2019 tweet and video representation of what life changing works are being done..
He said it, He did it !
Mumbai in minutes is now reality 🫡
Thank you @narendramodi ji & @Dev_Fadnavis for keeping hopes alive🙏🏽
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