If this had happened in our dehat, his land would have been occupied by farmers from the dominant caste of the village. They would have killed the remaining family members as well to avoid court cases & to ensure nobody left to claim the land , then bribed the tehsildar or sub registrar to register the land in their name. I've heard stories even worse than this bcoz there is no law & order in our dehat.
1948. Kashmir war raging. Soldiers dying for lack of vehicles.
India’s High Commissioner to UK, bypassed every protocol and the Finance Ministry.
Signed an ₹80 lakh contract for 2,000 refurbished jeeps with a shady UK firm that had just £605 in capital.
65% paid upfront. No inspection. Priced the same as brand-new jeeps from the US.
Delivery? Only 155 arrived.
All sub-standard junk. Indian Army refused to accept them. None fit for service.
A follow-up deal delivered just 49 jeeps in two years - at even higher prices.
The case was quietly closed on 30 Sept 1955: “nothing found against anyone.”
Mr Commissioner was promoted straight into PM’s cabinet, later Defence Minister.
The template was set in 1948:
Big defence deal → rules bypassed → junk delivered → zero accountability → promotion.
Scams didn’t start yesterday.
They started the day after freedom.
“It’s important never to be ‘ambitious.’ Men of ‘ambition’ are losers. Act and feel like a winner and good things, friends, and victory will come.”
BAP
Disgusting pedestrian pandering lowlife string trimmer horseshit.
Real men play as Germany in Heart of Iron 4 meta multiplayer and give every division a historically accurate regimental name only to see them get encircled by an org cheesing Soviet scumbag.
The way that the Eastern border of the German Empire in 1914 reclines like a beautiful woman half-turned away from you…the heavy curve of East Prussia offered up shamelessly to the Baltic, then draws inward at the narrow waist of Posen before swelling again through the broad, languid hip of Silesia, as if daring the Russian to reach out and touch it...ah…how erotic…
We are the guardians of happenings. The Shia wait for the Zuhur, The Jews wait for the Moshiach; we make sure none of that happens. We are the ones who send you to work everyday. You are trapped.
In the olden days, when ships used to dock in Mumbai, they used to tie their boats to the door at the harbour.
The Sanskrit word for tie is Bandh and for a door, is Dwar. So the place they tied a boat was called BandhDwar.
The word then travelled to Persia and became Bandar or Bunder. Which meant port or harbour
So any place in Mumbai which has the word Bunder in it, was a place where once upon a time boats used to dock.
So the place where boats used to dock and had a lot of sacks in it, became BoriBunder
The port where Palla or Hilsa fish was available became Palla Bunder, which then transformed to Apollo Bunder
The port where the Portuguese traded Horses with the Arabs, became Ghodbunder
And a port which had no particular significance was called Bunder. In Marathi, this became Vandre. Which over a period of time became what we
know today as Bandra
The word Bunder in Mumbai is not just a pointless word.
It actually represents Mumbai's maritime heritage and importance