Problems with garbage disposal in Bengaluru:
1. The garbage collection vehicle comes at times when you are still asleep or in the shower or otherwise engaged.
2. If you place your garbage bags on the street for them to be picked up, dogs get to them.
@KirenRijiju Fire your PR firm today! Didn’t even tell you that pushing from the side of your car is not only useless, but looks stupid! Rahul Gandhi level genius!
Wish we could factory reset and start this country again. Because somewhere during installation, the entitlement and audacity files corrupted the system, and the ethics and responsibility files never got installed.
A young man on a bike. Midnight. Going from office to home. A route so familiar it lived in his muscle memory. Every speed breaker, every pothole etched into his subconscious. The road didn’t need thinking.
Until it vanished.
For a fraction of a second, there was weightlessness, as if zameen khisak gayi under his wheels. Then free fall. A multi-foot drop into darkness. No chance to brake. No time to understand. He likely lost consciousness instantly, or was broken so badly that even reaching for his phone was impossible. He died alone, at the bottom of a pit.
Kamal Dhyani, 26, fell into a pool sized ditch dug right in the middle of the road by the Delhi Jal Board, left open, unbarricaded. A death trap, assuming riders have night vision or divine protection.
When Kamal didn’t answer calls, his family ran from one police station to another. Hours passed. Shrugs, paperwork, indifference. His body was finally “discovered” at 8 a.m., eight hours later, by a woman.
Now comes the ritual: a “high-level inquiry.” Few suspensions. A few lakhs in compensation. Press notes. Folded hands. As if money can undo a free fall into govt apathy. And the sarkari system? It will dig again. Leave another pit. Somewhere else. Another night. Another rider.
When Fathimas of India claim hijab, the very symbol of oppression of Iranian women (and let’s be honest, everywhere), as a “choice” just for the sake of it, it is a mockery of lives put at stake, and lost for personal freedom in Iran.
In a normal world, this badass photograph would be immortalized as an iconic feminist symbol.
It would be stylized, posterized and plastered all over merchandise marketed as empowering for young girls of this generation and beyond.
It's the sheer audacity of Iranian women - unsheathed and in their full feminine glory - lighting up a cigarette almost nonchalantly, their pretty faces glowing in the light of a flickering flame from a burning picture of the Ayatollah Khamenei (their actual oppressor).
In this one act, they broke so many rules all at once, risking imprisonment, torture and death. It is dangerously titillating, especially in a world of sanitized corporate pride parades and student revolutionary LARPers on Ivy League campuses.
I don't care what all the health bodies and governments have tried to push with their data-driven decrees and attempts to vilify smoking. It's just cool.
While the technocrats discourage cigarettes in the name of "protecting bodies," Iranian women are wielding them to assert their liberty and as a symbol of rebellion against the regime.
I JUST LOVE IT 💪🇮🇷
Government isn’t blamed for “not providing facilities,” it’s blamed for not disciplining the rulebreakers. Because believe it or not, it’s not MY job to penalize them, it’s the STATE’S.
That’s where every pretty-looking country started.
Congratulations to the most mid world champion since Damon Hill. Constantly had his team back him over Oscar in that rocketship, had to cheat to win and the rules were broken to help him. Truly a spectacular way to win a title #AbuDhabiGP
😳 McLaren won the constructors' title by 364 points, the second biggest gap in F1 history.
🤯 Max Verstappen beat one McLaren & finished only 2 points behind the other McLaren in the drivers' championship.
Nothing sums up what Max can do better than that.