#WATCH | On IndiGo flight cancellations, Union Civil Aviation Minister, Ram Mohan Naidu Kinjarapu says, "...We have formed a committee which will inquire into all this so that they can establish where things went wrong and who did it wrong. We are going to take necessary action on that also. This thing shouldn't be left unattended. We are taking strict action on this, so that whoever was responsible into this needs to pay for it."
Indigo Saga
1. Govt issues rules to make flying safer in India.
2. Indigo didn’t like those rules.
3. Asks govt to rollback the rules. Govt refuses.
4. #Indigo collects money for flights that are never going to fly.
5. Don't issue cancellation advisory in advance.
6. Make public suffer for 24hrs inside airport by saying flight delayed. Knowing massive public noise would be created.
7. Refund the money after 24 hrs.
8. Earn interest on the money for months since people booked it.
9. Let entire nation suffer, by choking aviation transport totally.
10. Govt rollback the rules.
Welcome to India.
On the night of May 20, 2025, a little girl in a faded pink frock fell asleep on her mother’s lap at Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj Terminus. Her parents, simple people from Solapur, had come to Mumbai for her father’s treatment. They were exhausted. Just for a moment, the mother closed her eyes.
When she opened them, her daughter was gone.
Six months.
Six months of walking from police station to police station.
Six months of showing the same crumpled photograph to strangers on trains, in slums, in orphanages.
Six months of the father not sleeping, the mother not eating, both of them growing hollow-eyed, whispering the same name into the dark: “Aarohi… Aarohi…”
In Varanasi, a thousand kilometres away, a tiny girl with no memory of her real name was learning to call herself “Kashi.” She had been found crying near the railway tracks in June, barefoot and terrified. The orphanage gave her food, a bed, and a new name. She smiled easily, because children always do, but sometimes at night she clutched the edge of her blanket and asked for “Aai” — Marathi for mother — and no one understood.
Back in Mumbai, the police refused to close the file. They printed posters with Aarohi’s face, stuck them on every platform from Lokmanya Tilak Terminus to Bhusawal to Varanasi Cantt. They ran newspaper ads, knocked on doors, begged journalists for help. Six months is a long time for hope to stay alive, but some officers carried her photograph in their shirt pockets like it was their own child.
Then, on November 13, a local reporter in Varanasi saw the poster. Something clicked. He had seen a girl who spoke Marathi words in her sleep. He made a phone call.
The next morning, a Mumbai Police inspector sat in front of a laptop in Varanasi and opened a video call. On the screen appeared a little girl in a pink frock — the same colour she was wearing the day she vanished. The mother, standing behind the officer in Mumbai, saw her daughter and collapsed without a sound. The father just kept repeating, “That’s my Aarohi… that’s my baby…”
They flew her back on Children’s Day — November 14.
When the plane landed, the entire Mumbai Crime Branch was waiting. They had bought her balloons and a new frock, sky blue this time. But the moment the little girl stepped out and saw the sea of khaki uniforms, she did something no one expected.
She ran.
Not away — toward them.
Tiny legs pumping, arms outstretched, she threw herself at the nearest officer and laughed — the purest, clearest laugh that had been missing from the world for half a year. The officer, a tough man who had seen everything, felt his eyes burn. He lifted her high, and she wrapped her arms around his neck like he was family.
Her parents were crying too hard to walk. So the policemen carried their daughter to them.
The mother touched her face again and again, as if checking she was real. The father fell to his knees and pressed his forehead to his child’s tiny feet, sobbing words no one could understand except God.
And the little girl? She just kept smiling, looking from her parents to the officers and back again, completely unaware that she had turned an entire police station into a sobbing, laughing, praying family.
Six months of darkness ended in one hug.
Aarohi is home now.
The kidnapper is still out there, but that is tomorrow’s fight.
Today, a mother is singing lullabies again.
Today, a father is smiling in his sleep.
And somewhere in Mumbai, there are policemen who will never forget the weight of a four-year-old girl in their arms — the weight of an entire life returned.
Sometimes the uniform doesn’t just catch thieves.
Sometimes it carries lost children all the way back to their mothers’ hearts.
Acknowledging the outstanding courage and leadership displayed by SSP Gurdaspur Aditya,IPS and his team, who have handled an extremely dangerous situation with rare composure and tactical precision,the Director General’s Commendation Disc (DG’s CD) has been awarded to them.
Confronting an attacker armed with an AK-47—after he had tragically taken the lives of his wife and mother-in-law—the SSP led from the front, ensuring the safety of everyone present.
With remarkable presence of mind, Sh Aditya maintained safe distance, assessed the threat, and used calm, skillful negotiation to de-escalate the crisis. His psychological strength and professional judgement ensured that the situation was contained without collateral damage.
His swift, decisive action prevented further escalation and safeguarded public safety at a critical moment.
@PunjabPoliceInd is proud of his bravery, dedication, and unwavering commitment to protecting society, even in the gravest of moments.
Inspector Asrar Ahmed Shah was just 38. Sharp mind, calm heart, and the courage you only see in officers who lead from the front. He is the fifth officer from the 2010 SI batch to lay down his life in the line of duty. J&K Police has carried a long chain of sacrifices, each name etched in service to people who may never fully know what was risked for their safety. May his soul rest in peace. Strength to his family, his batchmates, and everyone who served with him.
Jo apni saans bhi farz pe luta jaate hain,
Woh mitti ke seene mein sitare ban jaate hain.
My family and I returned to Jammu today after spending 15 days in New Delhi and we are all in bad shape. Severe throat pain, running noses, and a constant burning sensation as if we’ve inhaled a thousand cigarettes. If this is what short-term visitors experience, imagine the suffering of Delhi’s children, the elderly, and those already living with lung disease.
If this humanitarian crisis does not jolt the Supreme Court, the Union Government, and the Delhi Government into immediate action, then what will? Where is the accountability? How long will Delhi be allowed to exist as a gas chamber?
Displaying exceptional courage, PC Kiran Suryavanshi (Byculla Traffic Division) rescued a girl who was being held hostage during a knife attack at a nursing home in Kala Chowki. He overpowered the accused & ensured the girl was immediately admitted to the hospital for treatment.
#WATCH | Bhopal, Madhya Pradesh: DCP, Zone 2 Bhopal, Vivek Singh says, "When we learned that a carbide gun, reportedly made using a homemade method, potentially posing a risk to human life, we alerted everyone... We seized approximately 59 carbide guns and arrested two suspects... During interrogation, we discovered they were manufacturing the carbide guns at home. Pipes and carbide material have been seized from them... We have registered a case under Section 288 of the BNS and under the Explosives Act."
#WATCH | Dharamshala, Himachal Pradesh: Bir Bahadur, Additional SP Kangra says, "Billing Paragliding site comes under the Police Station Bir. A Canadian lady had flown from there on 18th October. After flying from there, when she flew over the Triund site in the Dhauladhar mountains above Dharamshala, her paraglider crashed, and she lost her life … Her body was lifted from there by helicopter on the 20th, and after getting her post-mortem done at Tanda Medical College, her body was handed over to her friends who were here...We have also informed the embassy in this regard. Her family has also been informed about her… It was an accidental death. All necessary legal proceedings in this matter are being carried out."
On my way to the ground in Delhi and my heart sank when I saw people feeding a whole army of pigeons. Doctors have been shouting from the rooftops about the dangers of inhaling pigeon droppings and the severe lung disease it could lead to. Please, let us stop feeding pigeons.
NDRF should have their own Helicopter Wing, just like BSF Air Wing. NDRF should use ALH Dhruv for SAR directly without engaging IAF, whenever any natural disaster occurs.
In Pune, a daily wage worker admitted his wife to the hospital for delivery. It turned out to be a cesarean section. He didn’t know how much the fee would be and thought he might have to mortgage his house. “Doctor, what child is it?”
“You have been blessed with an angel (a baby girl),” the doctor replied. “How much is the fee?” “When angels are born, I don’t charge any fee,” said the doctor. The man fell at his feet saying, “Sir, you are God.”
Dr. Ganesh Rakh in Pune has been doing this for 10 years—he does not take even a single paisa if a baby girl is born. So far, he has delivered over 1,000 babies for free.
His mother told him once, ‘Become a doctor and protect these angel girls,’” he proudly says.
Dr. Rakh’s Save the Girl Child initiative has transcended borders and inspired change globally.
Stay blessed, Doctor!