What is the need for a fire at every corner of Bangalore City?
I remember when I was a child, piles of leaves meant fun. We would jump in them and throw them in the air, very unafraid of snakes.
Good luck improving the AQI of the city with this. 😕
Less than a month later and this Jacaranda tree is gone. The hornbills faithfully sat on its branches calling out to each other, at 2pm everyday for the last 2 years.
Cities like Bangalore constantly face the most rapid urbanisation, breaks my heart. Stop cutting trees.
I've been watching the hornbill couple on our Jacaranda tree every morning. This photograph captures the sweetness of hornbills so beautifully. I love springtime. 💞
I've been watching the hornbill couple on our Jacaranda tree every morning. This photograph captures the sweetness of hornbills so beautifully. I love springtime. 💞
It's springtime. The hornbills are calling. The barbets are talking to each other.
Yes, it is polluted, but it is also the loveliest time of the year. Take a stroll outside!
One of my most loved photos is below: he fed her, they seemed to have eyes mostly just for each other.
Active garbage burning in Kothanur, road opposite Aattutheeram Restaurant. Mixed waste of hazardous and plastic.
HORRIBLE.
@GBA_office@BlrCityPolice@kothanurups
It sounds like a boring topic, but air conditioning is more important than you realise.
First: there are 2 billion air con units in the world and they account for 10% of all electricity we use.
Second: it has revolutionised architecture and totally reshaped global politics...
#JournoRequest#WritingLeads looking to speak to a woman/group of women based in rural areas who are gamers. Any leads (preferably today) would be soooo appreciated. Thank you! 🌻
"The just are those who are willing to disadvantage themselves to advantage the community.
The unjust are those who are willing to disadvantage the community to advantage themselves"
- Bruce Waltke
When Jesus walked out of the grave, he showed us that nothing is impossible for God. Whatever you’ve done, whatever stone feels immovable, whatever you’re holding onto – leave it at the cross and don’t look back. Today is Sunday and the tomb is empty. He is risen 💛
“It is as if the very veins of a living being were severed: from feet to legs, wrists to hands, chest to heart.”
—Poet Zahid Kumbhar, about the Left Bank Outfall Drain that cuts the Puran river at five different points.
By @zuhaib_pirzada
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