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[Mannish Boy @ManishP98346171]

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[Pushkar Chaudhary @Yaayaavara]

Tried making one for India using Claude

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SETNAKHT:
Then I am not a fool for speaking?
NEFERU:
You were a fool for waiting quite so long.
Come, walk with me beneath the temple stars,
And tell this priestess what your scrolls left out.
(Exeunt together, as the torches burn low and the painted gods look on, keeping their own eternal silence.)

END OF SCENE

[Mannish Boy @ManishP98346171]

A modern tale in old times
The Scribe’s Devotion #devotion #enamoured #love

SETNAKHT - a royal scribe, keeper of records, keeper too of a secret heart
NEFERU - a priestess of the temple, favored of the court, unaware she is chronicled in more than official scrolls
AMENHOTEP - the Vizier, aged and wise, weary of young men's follies

SCENE I. - The Court of the Pharaoh, Thebes. Torches gutter against painted walls. The hour is late; the throne stands empty.

(Enter SETNAKHT, scroll and reed-pen in hand, though his eyes wander from his work toward the temple doors.)

SETNAKHT:
(aside)
What star is this that walks in mortal form
And calls herself Neferu, priestess, favored one?
I, who record the deeds of gods and kings,
Find I can scarce record one honest line
Since first she crossed this hall in linen white,
Her sistrum ringing sweeter than the Nile's own song.
Is this the sickness poets speak of? I had thought it fable
Now I know it fever, and no physician's herb will cure it.

(Enter AMENHOTEP, leaning on his staff, observing the scribe's idle pen.)

AMENHOTEP:
Setnakht. Thrice now I've called your name, and thrice
You've stared at nothing, as a man bewitched.
What plague is this that steals my finest scribe?

SETNAKHT:
Forgive me, Vizier. My mind was elsewhere bound.

AMENHOTEP:
Elsewhere - aye, and I could name the shore.
The temple, is it not? And she who serves there?
Come, do not blush as though I were the Pharaoh's spy.
I too was young when Egypt's sands ran softer.

SETNAKHT:
Then you will know the madness that besets me.
When Nakht the charioteer did speak with her at dawn,
I felt within my breast a crocodile awake,
All teeth and hunger, though I'd done no wrong,
Nor she to me, yet still the beast did stir.

AMENHOTEP:
Jealousy, that asp without a charmer.
It coils in silence and it strikes in secret.
Better to speak your heart than let it fester
Till it has poisoned all the good in you.

SETNAKHT:
But she is priestess, sworn to sacred things,
And I but scribe, a keeper of dry papyrus.
What right have I to lay my heart before her,
As though she were a scroll that I might claim?

AMENHOTEP:
The gods themselves took mortal shape for love
Do not think yourself too small a vessel.
I have watched her watch you, boy, when you knew it not,
Across the incense smoke at festival.
She is not stone, whatever robes she wears.

(Enter NEFERU, having entered from the temple side, her sistrum silent in her hand. She pauses, seeing them.)

NEFERU:
Vizier. Scribe. I did not think to find
Such counsel held at this unlikely hour.

AMENHOTEP:
(with a knowing bow)
Priestess, I was but leaving. My old bones
Have need of rest, and this young scribe, I think,
Has need of nothing I can give him further.

(Exit AMENHOTEP, unhurried, a faint smile upon his lips.)

(NEFERU and SETNAKHT stand alone. The torches throw long shadows on the painted gods.)

NEFERU:
You write of pharaohs, wars, and floods of Nile,
Yet lately when I pass, your reed-pen stills.
What is it that so occupies the chronicler
That even history must wait upon his thought?

SETNAKHT:
(gathering courage as a man gathers his cloak against the wind)
Neferu - if I may set aside my station,
And speak as man to woman, not as scribe to priestess
Since first I saw you bear the sacred flame,
I have recorded every festival, every rite,
Not for the glory of the gods alone,
But that I might have cause to stand where you might pass.
I do not know if this is love or madness,
Only that your absence empties every room,
And I grow jealous of the very air
That has the nearness to you I am denied.

(A silence. The Nile wind moves through distant reeds.)

NEFERU:
(softly)
Three seasons I have watched you watch me, scribe,
And wondered if your pen would ever tire
Of writing everything except the truth.
I am not so bound to sacred things
That I cannot also listen to my heart’s rites.

[Digital Nehru @PMNehru]

Both Samay Raina & Kunal Kamra got in trouble for a show in Mumbai's Habitat.

Both of them were harassed by the BJP and pushed into legal turmoil.

One of them compromised, the other one stood tall.

Today, Samay Raina is BJP's darling. He's posing for photos with Devendra Fadnavis, while many other face harassment for making jokes about the Sangh.

On the other hand, Kunal Kamra still stands tall for what he believes in.

Whatever we have today will not stay forever. When the dust settles, people will remember Kamra for protecting every Indian's free speech.

[Rahul Gandhi @RahulGandhi]

Mama,

I last saw you and Papa together more than 35 years ago. Since the day Papa left, I have watched you face everything life threw at you with never-ending courage and dignity. Only Priyanka and I really know what you have been through, and how difficult your life after Papa truly was.

I am happy, and so proud, that your story - “Belonging: A Journey of Love” - will finally be read by the millions of people who love you. I know how hard it was for someone as private as you to tell the world your beautiful story.

Today, on his birthday, I can see Papa smiling and looking down proudly at his beautiful Sonia.

Love,
Rahul

[Sushant Singh @SushantSin]

To maintain her composure and grace while writing about her son who has been kept behind bars without a trial, while his book is being hailed everywhere, is truly extraordinary from Umar Khalid's mother.

[Satya @TheSatyaShow]

Hello @akshaykumar aap to 4 baje uth jaate ho, jantar mantar aajaao kabhi.

[🚨Indian Gems @IndianGems_]

"I don't care if somebody respect me or not. If you don't like delete all my playlist and forget my existence, be happy. But i will support the student protest."

— Arjit Singh, India's Top Singer

[Rana Ayyub @RanaAyyub]

For every PM Modi, there is a CM Modi

[PenPencilDraw @penpencildraw]

Pradhan Sevak.

[Samyak Ghosh 🌈 @GhoshSamyak]

The only Indian politician I trust with all my heart is Rahul Gandhi. I’ve critiqued his political acumen in the past but he has consistently stood his ground. He is the future leader of the nation. We need Congress back in power in his leadership, & not a Congress-free India.

[Srishti @seekingsrishti]

Whats happening? In last two three hours, the crowd has multiplied at Jantar Mantar. Thousands of people have taken over central Delhi. Is internet once again down? The visuals are from today, a few mins back.

[Kavish aziz @azizkavish]

अरे रुबिका लियाकत यह खबरें नहीं दिखाओगी

दिल्ली पुलिस के जवान लड़कियों और औरतों के साथ मारपीट कर रहे हैं।

[Siddharth @svaradarajan]

Why Did This Dog Not Bark? No Modi Cabinet Reshuffle in Sight

Harish Khare writes

https://t.co/Ho5JqwWkuy

[Agrima 🇮🇳 🍉 @Agrimonious]

Fun fact:
Protest site pe Rang De Basanti aur Swadesh ke gaane baj rahe hain; Dhurandar ke nahi

[Ramesh Srivats @rameshsrivats]

Personalize all credit. Nationalize all blame.

[Swanand Kirkire @swanandkirkire]

जैसा कि आपने आज ही कहा था, संसद उनके नाम नहीं की गई है, वैसे ही यह धरना भी किसी के नाम नहीं किया हुआ है। आंदोलन बच्चों का है! आप भी साथ खड़े हो जाइए। किसने रोका है? यहाँ भी लड़िए वहाँ भी और चिंता मत कीजिए हम उन बच्चों के लिए नहीं लड़ रहे वो हमारे लिए लड़ रहे हैं

[राहुल तंवर @RahulTavar_]

What a Beautiful Expose this is! ♥️

Salute to this guy. 🫡

Thank You to the Interviewer for bringing this to to us so beautifully.