There is a memory I carry with me from my years as a civil servant. It has never left me....
Back then, I had just been transferred as Collector to Mangalore, a city then shadowed by communal violence and a menacing sand mafia. Before I left, word came that the Chief Minister wished to see me personally. It was unusual. Collectors don't typically get called in. I walked into his chamber with a knot in my stomach.
He looked at me, that familiar, unreadable face. Steady. Unhurried.
"Banri…" he said. (Come in.)
"Nimage ondhe kelasa… alli ennum communal aaga baradhu."
(You have only one job there. No communal incident should happen.)
That was it. No preamble. No politics. No performance. Just a Chief Minister, alone with a young IAS officer, telling him exactly what mattered. In that single sentence lived an entire philosophy of governance. one rooted not in optics, but in the protection of ordinary people from extraordinary hatred.
Fifteen days later, Mangalore erupted. Two communal murders, two communities, one city on edge. He called me again. Just as directly.
"DC... Do what is required. Take anyone into custody, even our party people. Don't bother. But stop this within a day."
To a young collector, those words were everything. They were permission. They were protection. They were political will at its most honest.
I have known the contrast too. Under a different dispensation, in a similar crisis, the instruction from the top was the opposite. Do nothing strongly. Let things fester. …That silence said everything about who governs for whom.
Siddaramaiah Ji was never that kind of leader.
He carried government finances in his fingertips and social justice in his spine. He refused to tour places that reeked of feudalism. He spoke plainly, governed sharply, and stood on the side of the last person in the room.
If there was one political figure I have genuinely admired, from the stage and up close, it has been him. His legacy is not in the schemes he launched or the budgets he read. It is in the kind of Chief Minister he chose to be when no one was watching. . On that quiet phone call. In the way he asked a nervous young officer to go out and keep the peace.
And now, as he steps back with the same quiet dignity with which he always led, I find myself moved. He has handled this transition with the grace of someone who always knew that principles outlast positions.
Siddaramaiah Ji....long life, good health, and please keep guiding us. The Congress, and this country, still needs the kind of moral clarity only you carry so naturally.
I left for bombay at 6.30 am like the hard working professional that I am & stopped the car at 7 am to make this reel as I’ve long realised that silence is not a virtue & one must speak up when they are disrespected. Yes if wrong things happen at any workplace that are against basic human rights, me & all of us should speak up. I don’t care about the personal trolling, I’m used to it last 5 years since shark tank but the purpose of this reel is to request all the proud Indians in this country to start speaking up when they see something wrong, out of humanity, out of patriotism. Jai hind. Now off to another joyful & complex day at work !
After all this interaction on X, I’ve concluded that many of India’s problems stem from lying - tall claims about GDP, infrastructure, growth, deal-making, G20 success, and “Vishwaguru” status. The core disease is dishonesty. Make lying illegal and half the problems vanish.
Nah. I can’t stop tearing up. I’ve never loved a Liverpool team more than this season’s.
There’s something in the air around all of our boys. This is the most special team I’ve ever witnessed at #LFC.
DARWIN NUÑEZ CELEBRATES WITH THE HEAT OF A THOUSAND SUNS ☀️
Look how much today’s Carabao Cup means to the Uruguayan. Doing what they call in Liverpool, GIVIN’ IT BIFTERS. ❤️
കേരളത്തിൽ വന്ന ബി എം ഡബ്ല്യു കമ്പനി ഹർത്താല് കണ്ട് തിരിച്ചുപോയി എന്നത് പലയാവർത്തി കേട്ടവരാകും മലയാളികൾ. ഈ വാർത്തയുടെ നിജസ്ഥിതി പറയുകയാണ് പ്രമുഖ വ്യവസായി സി ബാലഗോപാൽ. ലോകം ചുറ്റിക്കഴിഞ്ഞ വ്യാജവാർത്തയാണെങ്കിലും സത്യമൊന്ന് ചെരുപ്പിട്ട് നട��്നുനോക്കട്ടെ.
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What’s become apparent in the last few years to me, is that a lot of people find the idea that they should have a responsibility and obligation to other people around them, highly oppressive. It’s a level of egocentrism that even children would be admonished for.
I made a post about the worker strike in Ancient Egypt and it went a bit viral and honestly I’m surprised it took a full day before the “Well ackshually” replies to show up to correct my 3-tweet-long thread I said was about a thing I just learned. Warning: Long thread incoming...
TIL a papyrus scroll indicates that, during the building of the tomb of Pharaoh Ramses III, the workers were upset about their treatment and, rather than discussing it with them, management served them a large meal.
There are several misleading claims about the Bangalore-Mysore expressway. One is the distance between is reduced to 118km from 142 km.
This appeared in several online media and I spotted it in a leading Malayalam Newspaper @ManoramaDaily. (1/n)