These relics in BJP will ensure that they never win over the GenZ.
Absolute dumb fucks.
Samay Raina is the greatest wild card for BJP to actually win over GenZ. He is the biggest influencer for the young by a distsnce. And he leans right.
This joke sequence actually brings light to the Pandit exodus. GenZ has no clue about it; their echo chamber has whitewashed it.
And Samay has been raising the Pandit exodus and insurgency since the beginning.
masters, job, employment, protein intake, 10k steps, layoff, career, salary, savings, investments, taxes, networking, linkedin, meal prep, skincare, boyfriend, marriage, kids SHUT THE FUCK UP GIVE ME A BREAK
The moment in Nolan’s The Odyssey that touched me the most and felt deeply personal was when Calypso, letting Odysseus go on his journey, said:
“Give yourself to the waves. Give yourself to Poseidon. Surrender, accept everything, and you will survive. That is the one thing you have never had the courage to do, Odysseus.”
How much of India's infrastructure was built after 2014?
• 100% of Dedicated Freight Corridors
• 98% of Solar Capacity
• 85% of the Expressway Network
• 79% of Tap Water Access
• 75% of Metro Rail
• 71% of Port Capacity
• 69% of Railway Electrification
• 60% of 4-Lane National Highways
Infrastructure is built over decades.
But some decades build more than others.
Don’t know about Rang De Basanti, but let me tell you what some of us millennials actually grew up watching.
I was in primary school during the 1993 Mumbai bombings -- too young to even understand what terrorism meant. But I distinctly remember my mom repeatedly warning me not to pick up anything lying around while playing outside because, you know, it could be a bomb.
That was childhood.
Then came the seemingly endless procession of attacks: the 1993 Mumbai blasts, Red Fort in 2000, Parliament in 2001, the Mumbai bus bombings and Akshardham in 2002, three separate blasts within eight months in Mumbai in 2003, the 2005 Delhi blasts, the 2007 Hyderabad bombings, and the 2008 Bangalore and Ahmedabad blasts.
In July 2006, I was supposed to be on one of the trains that was bombed near Mahim. I stayed back at the office because of a meeting. A completely mundane change of plans is probably the reason I’m alive to type this instead of being a name on a list of the dead.
I remember that evening far better than I remember any stupid movie. Our office went into lockdown. Phones were jammed. People were crying and frantically trying to reach their families. Nobody knew what was happening, whether there were more bombs, or whether someone they loved was lying dead inside a mangled train compartment.
Two years later came 26/11.
I had the misfortune of watching uncensored footage of the aftermath. One clip showed bodies being piled and stacked inside a makeshift room at CST while someone wheeled in another load on a bloodied wheelbarrow, with blood dripping onto the floor. The sanitised footage shown on television didn't come remotely close to what actually happened inside that station.
So yes, us millennials lived through an era where we went to work knowing that the crime of simply boarding the wrong train, getting on the wrong bus, eating at the wrong restaurant, or standing on the wrong street at the wrong fucking moment could get you blown to pieces or riddled with bullets.
Some of us literally went to work wondering, somewhere at the back of our minds, whether this would be the commute we wouldn't come home from.
So please, spare us millennials this sanctimonious horseshit about Rang De Basanti and what some Bollywood movie supposedly should have taught us about how to vote.
not to get real on you but if you ever think you can't change anything on your own (in regards to whatever); that one singular fan yelling "remember who you are" to one of the greatest athletes of our time genuinely woke him up from all that self doubt and anxiety 🥲
People who never experienced Goa a decade or two ago honestly cannot fully understand why older timers keep mourning the loss of its vibe.
Goa was never meant to feel like a generic extension of North Indian wedding playlist and food culture along a beach.
It had its own rhythm, seafood shacks, continental cafés, house - trance music, old Goan homes, hippie influences, quiet beaches, natives, artists, foreigners who made it home, and tourists who slowly blended into that culture instead of overpowering it.
Goa was iconic precisely because it did not feel like the rest of India. Not anymore except small pockets.
At 19 years old Mirra Andreeva is a major champion and it’s all thanks to Mirra. Mirra who put in the work, Mirra who battled for every point, Mirra who believed in Mirra.
Many thanks, Mirra.