🚨 HUGE! Amul to lay foundation stone of a ₹700 crore plant in West Bengal on June 14 💥
— HM Amit Shah will be present.
The plant in Howrah will have capacity to produce 10 lakh kg of curd, mishti doi, yogurt, lassi & buttermilk EVERY DAY & process up to 15 lakh litres of milk daily.
Amul has received 15 acres of land for the project.
This is a major boost for Bengal’s dairy industry & a clear sign of industrialisation returning to the state🎯
The year was 1734, in Lahore. A 10-year-old Hindu boy named Haqiqat Rai was studying as usual with other students at a madrasa. He had recently joined the Persian class. The festival of Vasant Panchami was just around the corner, and he clashed with some Muslim children over the same topic. The Muslim children hurled some profanities against Goddess Saraswati, which the entire class supported. Unable to tolerate, Haqiqat Rai single-handedly opposed them.
Seeing the situation escalate, Haqiqat Rai and the other children were taken to the madrasa's cleric. There, all the Muslim children lied, claiming that Haqiqat had hurled profanities at Bibi Fatima. There was no evidence to support Haqiqat, and considering it a heinous crime, the cleric decided to punish Haqiqat Rai without even knowing the truth.
The cleric reported the incident to the Qazi, and considering it an insult to Islam, the young boy was publicly sentenced to death. His family pleaded for mercy with the then king, Zakaria Khan, but he, without knowing the truth, justified the punishment. The day of execution was deliberately set for Vasant Panchami.
Before his beheading, he was offered the option of converting to Islam, but Haqiqat refused. In 1734, when the entire country was celebrating Saraswati Puja, the beheading of this young child, only 10 years old, was beheaded in Lahore.
It is said that in her final moments, his mother urged him to convert to Islam, as at least he would remain alive. But Haqiqat Rai, smiling, bowed his head to the executioner.
Until the partition of India, both Hindus and Muslims gathered at Haqiqat Rai's tomb in Lahore every Vasant Panchami. It is no wonder that it was because of self-respecting Hindus like Haqiqat Rai that Sanatan Dharma stood tall against the invaders even in such difficult times.
When an all “MAGA”, “America First”, “Americans First”guy from Frisco Texas speaks sense. A lot of it actually. Because he sure knows how economy works & sustains 🤷🏻♀️🤷🏻♀️
"No European country has been attacked with Indian Weapons... So Keep that in Mind"...!!!
I think Europe was not expecting that answer from Minister @DrSJaishankar 👏
This father lost his young son today!
23-year-old Aditya Sharma from Himachal Pradesh, India.
Because American govt headed by Trump thinks they can k1ll few Indians if they need to, to achieve their goals, in our backyard!!
If this doesn't boil the blood of those in our Indian government then what will?
I hope Modi will take take a strong stand, and make it a good opportunity to give back to Trump for all the vile things he has said and done against Indians for simply not kneeling to his unfair trade agreement and his stupidity.
In 1999, Giridhar Gamang became Odisha's CM but continued as MP.
Then Sonia directed him to vote against Atal Govt.
— A sitting CM voted in Loksabha & helped TOPPLE an elected govt by just ONE vote 🤯
Some political sins never expire.
Kishan explaining what is shiv
(Bhagavad Gita 10.23- Vibhuti Yoga),
Among the Rudras I am Shankar, among Yakshas and Rakshasas I am Kuber, among the Vasus I am Agni, and among mountains I am Meru.
Karnataka High Court Declares
“Tipu Sultan was a Jihadi who fought the British for his own Kingdom and was not a Freedom Fighter”
“Tipu Sultan massacred and raped thousands of Hindus, forcibly converted them to Islam. He destroyed temples. Tipu fought Britishers for Islam, not for independence of India. Tipu was a tyrant jihadi, not a freedom fighter.”
Justice Subhro Kamal Mukherjee
Chief Justice, Karnataka High Court
“He massacred, raped & converted Hindus. He didn’t fight for India’s Independence.”
🚨 NIGHTCLUB SCANDAL: STOKES & ATKINSON CAUGHT IN MAJOR CONTROVERSY 🚨
- Ben Stokes & Gus Atkinson were spotted partying at a London nightclub till the early hours of the morning after England’s win at Lord’s.
- Both players were reportedly seen getting cosy with unknown women's 👀
- Videos are circulating of them smoking hookah inside the venue.
- An undisclosed incident reportedly took place, leading to chaos at the club.
- They breached team protocols and ECB has now launched a full investigation.
- England's 2nd Test squad announcement against New Zealand has reportedly been put on hold.
What's your thoughts?
#ENGvNZ
Poop tsunami in China. 💩
Think twice before planning a trip to China.
There is always a chance that you're walking down the street and, out of nowhere, human waste falls on your head.
END OF THE BAZBALL ERA? STOKES REPORTEDLY SET TO STRIP OF CAPTAINCY & LIKELY RETIRE 🚨
- Reports suggest Ben Stokes will be removed from his role as Test skipper, with a complete international retirement likely to follow immediately...💔
- The severe decision stems from an off-field setback, with the ECB launching a formal investigation into a nightclub incident involving Stokes.
From pulling off some of the greatest
modern comebacks to changing the blueprint of Test cricket forever, seeing his leadership journey end over an off-field controversy is an absolute shame for world cricket. 💔🤯
Rather long but I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did:
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I lack civic sense.
They can burn streets,
and vandalize a city after a championship game.
I dance at an airport excited about my first foreign trip, and suddenly I am the face of poor civic sense.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I steal jobs.
They move factories across oceans,
shift profits through tax havens.
I study, compete, earn a visa, work 18 hours a day, sometimes multiple jobs and somehow I am the one stealing jobs and scamming the system.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I am everywhere.
I build your software,
treat your illness,
teach your children,
drive your taxis,
and open your stores.
The world became a village,
yet my presence remains a problem.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I am too loud.
The evening news screams outrage.
The internet echoes with anger day and night.
I celebrate a wedding, a festival, a victory,
and I am told my joy is too loud.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I smell of curry.
The world smells of gunpowder,
of hatred,
of division,
of endless arguments about race and religion.
I carry the fragrance of spices from my grandmother's kitchen,
and somehow that is what offends.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I have no culture.
I come from a civilization that counted the stars
when much of the world was still learning maps.
I speak languages older than nations.
I celebrate hundreds of traditions,
yet I am told I have no culture.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I am backward.
I send missions to the Moon.
I build vaccines for millions.
I run companies across continents.
Yet a viral video of one fool becomes evidence against a billion people.
I am an Indian.
I celebrate my favorite actor's success
with flowers, music, and a few glasses of milk.
Others worship influencers who sell outrage, turn every disagreement into a battlefield, and every opinion into a war.
Yet my celebration is the one that makes headlines.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I gather in crowds.
We walk together in processions,
celebrating our faith, our culture, our traditions.
Everyone is welcome.
No shops are looted.
No neighborhoods are burned.
No one is threatened for thinking differently.
We sing.
We dance.
We pray.
And somehow our gathering becomes the problem.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I bring my culture everywhere.
I light a lamp in a foreign land.
I wear a saree in the snow.
I teach my children the language of their grandparents.
Others build walls between neighbors,
argue endlessly over identity,
and forget where they came from.
Yet I am told I should leave my culture behind.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I live in the past.
But my past gave me yoga,
mathematics, philosophy, meditation,
and the idea that the world is one family.
The future keeps borrowing from my past,
while telling me to be embarrassed by it.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I should be ashamed.
Ashamed of my accent.
Ashamed of my food.
Ashamed of my festivals.
Ashamed of my traditions.
Ashamed of existing.
But I am not ashamed.
I am the child of farmers and philosophers,
scientists and saints, workers and dreamers.
*I come from a land that taught the world
that truth can be many-sided,
that all paths deserve respect,
and that the entire world is one family.*
*Yes, we have flaws. Every nation does.*
*But judge me by my actions, not by your stereotypes.*
For I am an Indian.
*And before you tell me what is wrong with me, look honestly at what you have normalized in yourself.*
For I am an Indian.
The world may mock my accent,
question my customs,
laugh at my celebrations,
and judge me through a thousand stereotypes.
*Yet I stand tall. For I belong to a civilization older than empires, a culture richer than prejudice, and a people whose spirit refuses to bend.*
For I am an Indian.