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Una profesora de Stanford lleva 20 años estudiando por qué unos tienen suerte y la mayoría no.
Su conclusión: la suerte es como el viento pero nadie sabe ponerle vela.
Si quisiera más suerte, haría estas 7 cosas:
1/ Micro-riesgos fuera de mi zona de confort.
S. Janaki Ji refused the Padma Bhushan in 2013 and said she deserved the Bharat Ratna instead. A lot of people found that arrogant at the time.
Most of North India does not know her name. Almost all of India has heard her voice. If you have ever heard an old South Indian film song playing in a shop, a bus, a wedding, it was probably her.
So let me tell you who she was.
Her full name was Sistla Sreeramamurthy Janaki. Born 23 April 1938 in Pallapatla, a village in Guntur district.
Her father was an Ayurvedic doctor and a teacher. She spent most of her childhood in Sircilla. She sang on a stage for the first time at the age of nine.
In her twenties, an uncle told her to go to Chennai and try working with a composer named R. Sudarsanam at AVM Studios. She went.
She got her first film song in 1957. A Tamil film called Vidhiyin Vilayattu. She was 19.
In that very first year, she recorded songs in six different languages.
Six. In year one.
Across her career she recorded around 48,000 songs. In roughly 20 languages. Kannada the most, then Malayalam, then Tamil, Telugu, Hindi, Odia, Tulu, Urdu, Punjabi, Bengali, Konkani, Sanskrit.
She also sang in English, Japanese, German and Sinhala.
Yes, 48,000.
Her career ran about 60 years. That works out to more than two songs a day, every day, for six decades.
Including the days she was sick, travelling, grieving, tired.
While her mother tongue was Telugu, but she could speak and write Tamil, Kannada, Malayalam and Hindi. Malayalis claim her as theirs. Kannadigas claim her as theirs. Tamils claim her as theirs.
All of them are correct. :)
They called her the queen of expression and modulation. Meaning she could change how a song felt with tiny things.
A slight break in a word. A softer breath. She could sound like a village girl in one song and a heartbroken woman in the next and a child in the one after that.
That is why composers fought to book her.
Infact, Ilaiyaraaja Ji had heard her voice while assisting the composer G. K. Venkatesh. When he got his own first film, Annakkili in 1976, he asked her to sing three songs. All three became huge.
That started something. For the next two decades, Ilaiyaraaja and Janaki produced hit after hit. He knew exactly what her voice could do and kept stretching it.
She became the first choice for anything with a village setting, anything that needed rawness.
Ilaiyaraaja sang around 200 duets with her himself.
Three of her four National Awards came from his compositions.
And eventually she became the only singer to have won state awards under all three of the giants. M. S. Viswanathan. Ilaiyaraaja. A. R. Rahman.
Imagine, three generations of music.
Three completely different styles.
She worked across all of them and was excellent in all of them. A 40 year span of staying relevant while the entire sound of Indian cinema changed twice.
Her first National Award came in 1981 for a Malayalam song, Ettumanoorambalathil, from a film called Oppol.
She won four National Awards in all, and 33 State Film Awards. Thirty three.
She also had a Hindi chapter that almost nobody remembers. Bappi Lahiri heard her singing a Hindi song for a Tamil film at Prasad Studio and was floored.
He brought her to Bombay. She ended up singing duets with Kishore Kumar.
Now, her personal life was much harder than the discography.
She married V. Ramprasad in 1959. He backed her career fully and used to travel with her to recordings. He died in 1997 of a cardiac arrest.
Her son Murali Krishna died this January, just six months ago.
She is survived by her granddaughter, Apsara Vydyula, who announced her death on Instagram.
She wrote that to the world Janaki was an iconic voice, and to them she was a grandmother whose warmth and humility they will carry forever.
She ended her singing career in 2017 with a concert in Mysuru. The last song she chose was a Malayalam lullaby, Amma Poovinum.
She picked a lullaby to close out 48,000 songs. :)
Now back to the Padma Bhushan.
In 2013 the government offered it to her. It is India's third highest civilian honour. She said no.
She said it had come far too late. And she said if the country actually wanted to recognise her work, it should have been the Bharat Ratna.
At the time, plenty of people called that ego.
But look at what she was sitting on when she said it. 48,000 songs. Twenty languages. Four Nationals. Thirty three state awards. Six decades. Work with every major composer across three generations. A voice that raised entire regions.
Lata Ji got the Bharat Ratna in 2001. Bhimsen Joshi got it in 2008. M. S. Subbulakshmi got it in 1998.
Janaki was 75 when they offered her the third best one.
She had every right to feel that the country had taken her for granted. And she said so out loud, without an agent or a PR team softening it.
But honestly, what bothers me is that she is being introduced to half the country today, in a condolence tweet, at 88, after she is gone.
She was not obscure. She was not niche. Her voice was in millions of homes for sixty years. She was just South Indian in a country where national fame is still mostly decided in Hindi.
If you have never heard her, do not scroll past this.
Go put on Thumbi Vaa Thumbakudathil. Or Vasantha Panchami Naalil. Or Singara Velane Deva. You do not need to understand the words. You will understand the voice in about ten seconds.
That is the whole point of her. She never needed you to know the language.
🇺🇸 Hollywood is cooked and they finally know it.
The Odyssey trailer is sitting at ~80k dislikes and counting, already Nolan’s most hated trailer ever.
Now Universal is skipping influencer screenings because they’re terrified the real reaction leaks before they can control the narrative!
Yes, the ones who told you Rings of Power was actually good can't tank this BS.
The “it’s just mythology” cope is hilarious when the whole point was to shove a message in people’s faces.
Legacy media is still silent like usual, but normal people aren’t playing along anymore.
Brother, when the access media is the ones they’re now too scared to invite to screenings, you know it's going to be a horror show.
Source: Hollywood Reporter, Reuters/ Writer: Claudio
An Arangetram is supposed to be a sacred moment—a student’s humble ascent to the stage after a decade of devotion to Bharatanatyam. Instead, it has morphed into a multi-lakh/multi-dollar corporate industry.
Many families are being quietly pressured into an institutional "Arangetram Scam" driven by hidden markups, forced vendor monopolies, and pure social status anxiety.
👉 The Live Orchestra kickbacks
👉 Costumes & Jewellery cartel
👉 The exclusive "Margam" fee Emotional extraction
👉 Venue theaterics
👉 Audio, Video, Photography & PR potholes
Not to talk about Chief Guest fee, Gifts and Dinner. Pure vanity 🙄
From minimum 1.5L it goes to 12L basis the exploitation of status symbols.
Only few parents have identified this and opting for Arangetram at Temples, Rent on outfits, direct invoicing etc.
Art is not an asset class. When we turn a sacred debut into a status symbol, we trade culture for a corporate invoice. Let’s bring the focus back to Bhavam and Thalam, and leave the bribes and kickbacks off the stage.
An Arangetram should test a dancer’s stamina, not a parent’s life savings. If the stage costs more than the skill, it’s not an art form anymore—it’s an auction.
Let’s stop buying applause for money and appreciate pure talent and Lord Nataraja save us 🙏
அனிதாவுக்கு ஒரு டயலாக் கூட இல்ல. படம் ஆரம்பிச்சதுல இருந்து கதிர் சொல்ல நினைச்சதை முழுசா சொல்லிட்டு போறான் அவ்ளோ தான்.
இதான் இடைவேளை சீன் ❤️
Those days Tamil cinema 📽️🔥
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The production of Christopher Nolan received permission for 15 days of filming in Greece with a budget of 16 million euros. The Greek state gave them 6 million as a subsidy from the money of Greek taxpayers, who were never informed about the cast of the film or the distortion of the most important work in our history.
The issue here is not that they received money. We Greeks would gladly have given all 16 million for Nolan to shoot a faithful Odyssey. But it should have been a film that properly represents us Greeks, Hellenism and stays true to the values and writings of Homer. Not so we Greeks could pay for a Black Helen and Clytemnestra, a Batman-like Agamemnon, a trans Achilles or Elpenor (a woman playing a male role), a Black Athena, and a script based on the worst possible "translation" that exists.
In short, Nolan disrespected all Greeks, while the Greek people are now officially in the crosshairs of racism and the falsification of their history and culture. Woke Hollywood must die.
Krunal Pandya was never supposed to be the headline. For years he was just the other Pandya, elder one who carried the kit bag while Hardik got the slow motion entries. But cricket has a way of rewarding the hungry & Krunal’s hunger was never metaphorical.
At 16, he & Hardik ate Maggi once a day. Their father Himanshu had shut his car finance shop in Surat & moved to Vadodara so the boys could train at Kiran More Academy. Brothers shared everything. Once Hardik’s only bat broke during a Ranji match & Krunal had to borrow from a teammate.
Then came the speed post. A government job offer for Krunal. 15-20k Rupees, stable money. His father said take it as family was tired. Krunal was 22 & had just been dropped for a game from Baroda Under-23. He tore the letter. Chose Syed Mushtaq Ali trials instead. That was not a supporting character move. That was a man who thinks he is the lead.
People call him a defensive bowler, as if that is an insult. Since 2016, only 4 spinners in IPL history have a better economy than his 7.56 (Min 50 wickets). 2 are all time greats in Narine & Rashid Khan, third is Axar Patel; a regular in Indian T20 team.
But here is the thing: none of those 4 have scored more runs than Krunal since his debut. Not Narine who opens many times. Not Axar who bats at 5 these days. Krunal has 1897 runs at 22.85 while keeping the runs down better than almost everyone.
He left Mumbai Indians in 2022. Since that exit, his IPL economy is 7.81. Only Narine has taken more wickets with a better economy in this period. Meanwhile Mumbai’s best spinner in these 4 years has been Piyush Chawla at 8.4.
Look at what happened to Mumbai Indians after he left. Bottom of the table twice. Already eliminated this season. On the other side, Krunal’s teams have made the playoffs every single year since 2022. LSG first, then RCB. Trophy in 2025. Top of the table right now in 2026. This is not coincidence. This is what happens when you remove the glue & wonder why the furniture is shaking.
Hardik gets called clutch. Fair. But Krunal is the only player in IPL history with 2 Player of the Match awards in finals. 2017 with MI. 2025 with RCB. The elder brother, the one who supposedly just does the dirty work, has delivered on the biggest stage twice.
In 2025 final against Punjab, he took 2 for 17. Got Prabhsimran & Inglis. RCB fans who once abused him for taking AB de Villiers wicket were now calling him legend. That is the thing about sports. It does not care about your Instagram followers. It cares about who shows up.
11 seasons, 2 final POTMs, 1 trophy that RCB waited 17 years for. All from a boy who once ate Maggi for dinner & travelled 25 kilometers to prove he could be something. Bollywood got it wrong this time. Elder brother was the main character all along. He just needed a different city to prove it.