Courage:
The half-submerged tribal women of MP who lay on pyres and stood beneath nooses,
just to save their rivers, their forests, and their land.
The thousands who marched yesterday in Delhi, asking for accountability.
The girl from Bihar who boarded a crowded general-compartment of a train with 20 rupees in her pocket because she thought showing up matters.
The journalist who ran, coughed, wiped the tear gas off her eyes, and kept reporting.
The young girl, under a rain of batons, asked the police, "Am I not like your child?”
The labourer who sat in solidarity, very aware of the day’s wages he is going to lose.
The young doctors who dressed wounds while being beaten up themselves.
The rickshaw driver who ferried students to the protest for free.
The blind man who couldn’t see the crowd but handed water bottles to everyone.
The strangers who anonymously sent food and the volunteers who served.
The boy from MP, who brought peanuts and an onion in a tiffin box
to a protest that met with batons and tear gas.
The brave student who after being struck on the shin with a baton, asked for another blow.
Those who stood, when standing came at a price.
When overcome by fear, courage was the only option.
History will remember those who looked at a nailed baton in the eye and did not flinch.
Te remind us that our nation was, is and will forever be, of the people.
Dear students of India, after all this settles down, please ask accountability from your parents too. They are the ones who chose and will again choose this poisonous govt. Revolution must start from home.
I just saw sreecrashin on instagram's post. She said "your parents are scared of you going to the protest and something bad happening because they exactly know who they voted for".
My mind is blown.
One unfortunate side effect of short-form social media content is that it has manufactured a hard binary between science and tradition. One is supposed to pick a team. But the real world has never been that tidy, and the history of vitamin deficiency diseases is a truly illustrative story of why trying to understand the world through social media and assuming content is knowledge is one of the silliest things we do
That is not “direct poison”. It’s the egg’s membrane. In fact, there are 2 membranes - one that is attached to the inside of the shell and one wrapped around the egg white. It offers additional protection against microbial attack in case there is a crack in the shell.
Fun fact: it’s not only edible, it’s made of collagen, and many collagen supplements are made from this membrane.
Even more fun fact: in very fresh eggs, the membrane sticks to the egg white and is harder to remove. As the egg gets older, the membrane is easier to remove from the boiled egg.
The egg is one of nature’s most accomplished works. A single, self-contained marvel, packed with every protein the body craves, brimming with vitamins and fats laid down to nourish new life. And yet, in the modern poultry farming context, IT IS PURELY VEGETARIAN because an unfertilised egg hosts no life, just the raw material to nourish it. Cracked into a hot pan, it firms into culinary gold. Whipped, it rises into airy clouds. Coddled, poached, folded into the silkiest of custards, or scrambled into bhurji, it bends endlessly to the cook’s will. Few things on this Earth give so generously, in so many guises. This, surely, is perfection in miniature. The greatest single ingredient in the kitchen.
The state of farmers, agriculture, and the nature of landlords were all probably core to the mobilization against the British govt! Esp in a state like UP where Nehru operated. He has loads to say about this in his writings.
Some bits from Discovery of India 1/2
I find it very problematic if people dig up someone's old tweets for a "I told you so" moment in what is that person's moment of loss.
This is not how you change minds or move the social needle towards kindness and more empathy.
Triangle of shame.
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Homeopathy is "medicine" made of water, alcohol, and sugar. So you're paying premium prices for fancy sugar pills containing precisely no medicine at all, all based on an 18th-century belief that "like cures like" and that shaken water somehow remembers things. Pathetic.
"But it worked for me!" Of course it did. Most illnesses fade on their own, and people reach for these pills right as they're about to recover anyway, so the sugar takes credit for timing it never controlled. Bonus: a long, caring chat with the homeopath makes you feel deeply heard while consuming absolutely nothing.
The rest of the world has caught on. The UK's NHS stopped funding it, France ended reimbursements, Germany is pushing to scrap state support, and both Spain and Australia reviewed the evidence and found a clean zero. India's bold contribution to this global reality check? Giving Melody to Meloni.
And then there's the "triangle of shame": a supplement seller with an agenda, a homeopath defending a lifetime of sugar pills, and a celebrity cheerfully endorsing both without a single critical thought between them. None of them are doctors.
So please, don't give your kids (or anyone for that matter) homeopathy, demand real science-based care, and force the government to stop funding the longest-running circus in human history.
I hope parents of young kids like these students are watching. I hope they see and comprehend the kind of world they have helped create. They have actively contributed to.
I hope they remember the times they laughed when anyone questioning Modi and his government was called a terrorist, a Pakistani. I hope they remember the times they were silent or participated in the intimidation of someone in their RWA whatsapp group because they were Muslim. I hope they remember the time they dismissed the farmers' protest or the anti CAA/NRC protests as soros sponsored propaganda.
I hope they remember.
And feel shame. And culpability. And responsibility.
The answer is political. You may not be interested in politics but politics is always interested in you. Hold those in power accountable. [You doesn’t mean the person in this case but refers to a larger group of young people.]
आपके देश में नागरिक अधिकारों की हालत इतनी बुरी क्यूँ है?
लेट मी टेल यू, यहाँ धरती सुनहरी अम्बर नीला, हर मौसम रंगीला, ऐसा देस है मेरा
ये क्या बकवास है? आप प्रेस फ़्रीडम में क्यूँ नीचे गिरते जा रहे हैं?
देखिए, यहाँ पे कदम-कदम पे धरती बदले रंग, यहाँ की बोली है रंगोली सात रंग
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Today was insanely hot. My auto driver said he couldn’t sleep last night. He has a fan in his one-room home in Sangam Vihar. The night - time temperatures are also very high. His coping strategy - wipe the floor with water through the night and lie down on the bare floor. I walked about 3.5 kms this evening, much less than my usual. After 7: 30 pm. We have to talk more about high night temperatures. People are turning up for work, are driving, walking , all groggy-eyed. No sleep.
Only 8% of Indian households have air conditioning and even then very, very few can afford to run ACs 24/7. Less than 15% have an air cooler. Which means more than three quarters of India’s population are like the auto driver I talked to.
The only cooling device in face of extreme heat is a fan.
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