Avinav

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[Avinav @avinav2712]

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Yesterday I read "At some point in your childhood, you and your friends went outside to play together for the last time, and nobody knew it"

[Dr. Priyam Bordoloi @DocPriyamMD]

I am often asked, Doc why do some people get dizzy and throw up the second they sit in the back seat of a moving car while others can travel for hours without feeling a thing. People just think they have a weak stomach.

[Historic Cricket Pictures @PictureSporting]

Ian Botham was famously asked "who writes your scripts" ... the same could be said of Ben Stokes ... the ball after news of his retirement was broken to the ground

[Jago @HEISJAGO]

What is this sorcery from Lionel Messi 😳🤯

[Jeremiah🇦🇷 @Jerrynextdoor3]

A whole catalog of Ronaldo being a self centered piece of shit

[Zlatan Ibrahimović @Ibra_official]

The studio will never forget

[3four3 @3four3]

It's not that he doesn't run.
He doesn't even walk.
He just stands there. 😂

[Avinav @avinav2712]

@alvaro_maestro Similar to Federer vs Nadal. Federer with his silken touch is more like Messi. Nadal with his unwavering commitment to each point is more like Ronaldo!

[Avinav @avinav2712]

@GabbbarSingh Travel to the north east - Sikkim, meghalaya, arunachal. Beautiful weather at this time of the year

[Aakash Gupta @aakashgupta]

Nike sponsored Roger Federer for 24 years and let him walk at $10 million a year. A Japanese tailor's son tripled the offer for a 37-year-old past his prime.

The math proves Tadashi Yanai exactly right.

Federer joined Nike in 1994 at age 13. Twenty-four years later his agent Tony Godsick spent a year trying to re-sign. Nike chose not to renew. Federer's playing career was supposedly ending. Nike treated the deal like a tennis sponsorship and priced the post-tennis years at zero.

Yanai flew Godsick to Tokyo. The Uniqlo offer was $300 million over 10 years. $30 million per year. Three times what Nike was paying. Federer was about to turn 37 with chronic knee problems and one Wimbledon match away from his last Slam.

The structural piece is the contract. No withdrawal clause. No tournament minimums. No retirement trigger. Federer keeps getting paid the full $30 million through 2028 even though he retired in 2022. The $300 million priced everything that happens after the last forehand.

Now look at what happened. Fast Retailing did $14 billion in revenue the year Yanai signed Federer. The latest fiscal year cleared roughly $30 billion. Stock returned 4-5x. Market cap sits around $106 billion. Yanai's personal net worth is $61.8 billion per Forbes' 2026 list, the richest man in Japan, ahead of Masayoshi Son.

Nike kept the RF logo for two more years and refused to release it. Federer launched at Wimbledon in 2018 wearing Uniqlo while logo-less. His own initials had been taken hostage by his former sponsor. Uniqlo got two free years of underdog storyline before Nike returned the trademark in late 2020.

The Yanai backstory is the part that lands. His father opened a roadside men's tailor in Ube, Yamaguchi in 1949, a month after Tadashi was born. Yanai swept the floor of that shop as a kid. He renamed it Fast Retailing in 1991. The kid who grew up watching his father stitch suits for coal miners just outpriced the world's biggest sportswear company for the most marketable athlete of his generation.

Federer is now one of six athletes who cleared $1 billion in career earnings while active. Tennis prize money over his entire career: $130 million. The Uniqlo deal alone is 2.3x what he earned on court.

Nike paid $240 million for the playing years. Yanai paid $300 million for what came after.

[Anish Moonka @anishmoonka]

The whole Super Mario Bros game fits in 40 kilobytes. The selfie on your phone is bigger than that. Nintendo had so little memory to work with that five of the levels you played as a kid are exact copies of earlier ones.

World 5-3 is World 1-3 with a few Bullet Bills flying in from off-screen. World 5-4 is World 2-4 with every fire bar turned on at once. Worlds 6-4, 7-2, and 7-3 also reuse old level data. Same map, different paint job.

In 1985, Miyamoto’s team had 32 kilobytes for the game’s code and 8 for the graphics. About one phone photo’s worth of space, total, to hold the entire game including physics, music, art, and 32 levels. So they wrote each level as a recipe. “Place a pipe here. Stack twelve bricks here. Drop a Goomba at this spot.” The game cooked the level live as Mario walked through it. When the cartridge ran low on space, the team pointed to an old recipe and dropped new enemies on top.

The two screenshots in the source tweet look like cousins for the same reason. Miyamoto built every Mario level from the same tiny pile of building blocks. Start with the brick staircase that ends most stages, the pyramid stack of question blocks, the pipes that always rise from a shared baseline, and the rule that Mario can only jump four blocks high. That last one sets every platform’s height across all 32 levels. Move those pieces around and the player feels like they are somewhere new, even though they have seen the parts a hundred times.

That is what makes 8-1 and 8-3 feel like the same world wearing different clothes. The 8-1 staircase is a solid wall of bricks. The 8-3 version is the same staircase shape, but built out of floating coin blocks with empty sky between them. Same outline. Completely different game.

This was Nintendo trying to save space. It accidentally became one of the most copied design tricks in video game history. Forty years and 40 million copies later, the game still teaches designers a single lesson. Build a small box of pieces well, and the player will think the box is endless.

[Dr Mouth Matters @GanKanchi]

Confessions and realities

42M, 55LPA

I am a 42-year-old man with a senior job in IT. I have a house in Chennai, a supportive wife, and two children. On paper, everything about my life looks perfect. I have achieved all the things society says a man should achieve.

In my twenties, life felt different. I had friends to spend time with. We would hang out at Marina Beach and Besant Nagar beach, watch movies at Rohini, Udayam, and Kasi theatres, and ride around Mount Road on my RX100.

In my thirties, I had colleagues to talk with over tea breaks. We would discuss apartments, onsite trips, and share random stories about life and work.

But now, in my forties, life has turned into a quiet routine. My phone rarely rings for anything personal. Most calls are about office work, bank alerts, or someone from home asking me to pick up milk on the way back.

The loneliness of a man in his forties is unusual. I am not physically alone, but I often feel like a machine.

When I enter my home, I am simply “Appa.” I am the person who pays school fees, fixes the Wi-Fi, and handles repairs. My wife is busy with her work and the kids. My children are teenagers now, living in their own worlds and their own rooms. They love me, but they mostly see me as the person who provides comfort and stability. They no longer see me as an individual.

At the office, I am the senior person. I am expected to have all the answers. I cannot tell my team that I feel tired. I cannot tell my boss that I sometimes struggle to keep up with new technologies. I must appear confident and strong, even when I quietly worry about the future.

Sometimes I drive home slowly from work just to spend a few extra minutes in the car. I listen to songs from my college days.
For those fifteen minutes, I am not a manager or a father. I am simply myself again.

I realize that I have not had a real conversation about my feelings with anyone in years.

My old friends now exist mostly as names on WhatsApp. We send “Happy Birthday” or “Congratulations” messages, but rarely talk. When we meet at weddings, our conversations revolve around our children’s grades or the cars we drive. We never talk about what we actually feel.

The hardest part is that I cannot even complain. If I tell my family that I feel lonely, they look confused and say, “But we are all here with you.”
They do not understand that a person can be surrounded by people and still feel like they are on a desert island.

Society teaches men that if they provide money and security, they have succeeded in life.
But no one teaches us how to deal with the silence that comes with it.

I have built a beautiful life for everyone around me, but sometimes it feels like there is no space left for me inside it.

And maybe… this is what life in your forties feels like.

[Unfiltered @quotesdaily100]

WHAT THEY DO NOT PUT IN YOUR OFFER LETTER:

1. Your manager will shape your career more than your company.
2. Being liked matters as much as being skilled.
3. The first 90 days decide how people see you for years.
4. Lunch and coffee conversations close more doors than emails.
5. Every company has a real org chart and an official one.
6. Visibility is a skill. Learn it.
7. The loudest person in the meeting is not always the smartest.
8. Loyalty has limits. Know yours.
9. Your job title means less than your reputation.
10. Raises rarely come to those who wait quietly.
11. Most feedback is political. Filter it carefully.
12. Culture is what happens when the manager leaves the room.
13. No one cares about your last company as much as you do.

[Jonty Rhodes @JontyRhodes8]

Watching @ShreyasIyer15 perform that acrobatic fielding to assist in taking the “team catch “ made me appreciate how fielding has evolved since my retirement. For a long time, I felt like the “father of fielding”, but watching these modern athletes with their timing and awareness on the boundary line, makes me feel like the “grandfather of fielding”! I spent 99% of my career fielding in the inner circle, and when I started working as a fielding coach, there was no focus on the modern day “hotspots” on the boundaries. It was only when I started working with @mipaltan and saw Kieron Pollard, and then Glenn Maxwell, performing these incredible “airborne saves” on the boundaries that we started focusing on not only taking catches off balls that were already beyond the rope, but even saving the ball from going for a sixer, and forcing the batters to run only 1 or 2. With impact players transforming the way that batters can continuously attack the bowling, even with the loss of 4-5 wickets, bowlers need to be backed up by their fielders, and Shreyas’ spectacular“catch and release” was a perfect example of that. But let’s face it; when your head coach is @RickyPonting, one of the greatest fielders in the game, it should not come as a great surprise to see such incredible feats in the field!

[Rano(fan) @Rano_CFC]

FIFA needs to investigate this Now.........🤯

[Unfiltered @quotesdaily100]

WHAT ICU NURSES KNOW ABOUT THE LAST HOURS OF LIFE THAT FAMILIES ARE NEVER PREPARED FOR:

1. Hearing is the last sense to go. Many patients can hear everything being said in the room long after they appear unconscious. Nurses know this. Most families do not act like it.

2. The body does not shut down all at once. It withdraws blood and oxygen from the extremities first, working inward toward the heart. The cold hands and feet you notice are the body making a final decision about what to protect.

3. A sudden, unexpected improvement in energy and alertness hours before death is not a good sign. Nurses recognize it immediately. Families almost always mistake it for recovery.

4. The sound called the death rattle is not pain. It is simply the throat relaxing and losing muscle control. But no amount of medical explanation prepares a family for hearing it for the first time.

5. Most people do not die during the night. The body has a biological rhythm and many deaths occur in the early hours of morning, between 3am and 5am, when the nervous system is at its lowest.

6. Patients often wait. Nurses have watched people hold on for days until a specific person arrives, or a specific word is spoken, or permission is quietly given to let go. It happens too consistently to be coincidence.

7. The words "we did everything we could" are sometimes true and sometimes the most painful half-truth a family will ever receive without knowing it.

8. Families who are not present at the moment of death carry guilt that no counselor fully resolves. Nurses see this guilt begin forming in real time and cannot always stop it.

9. The face relaxes completely at the moment of death in a way that is impossible to describe until you have seen it. Nurses say it looks like the person finally put something down they had been carrying for a very long time.

10. Many ICU nurses privately believe that the most painful deaths are not the ones with the most physical suffering. They are the ones where the patient dies surrounded by family members who are fighting with each other.

11. The thing families almost never say, but almost always should, is simply this: it is okay to go. Those four words, spoken out loud, do something that medicine cannot explain and nurses have witnessed more times than they can count.

12. Nurses grieve too. They learn the names, the histories, the family dynamics, and the small personal details of every patient. They cry in break rooms, in parking lots, and on drives home. Then they walk back in the next morning and do it all over again, because someone has to, and they chose to be that person.

[Avinav @avinav2712]

@Nithin0dha Govt is more interested in killing the goose to get the golden eggs now! Tax, tax and only tax!

[Abhinandan Mishra @mishra_abhi]

A few years ago, long before Dhurandhar was even conceptualised, an operative from India’s security establishment was inserted deep inside a terror network (Kashmir, Chhattisgarh, North East- take your pick).

He altered his identity, appearance, and lifestyle to match the group’s ecosystem, gradually embedding himself within its ranks. To sustain his cover, he also participated in operations carried out by the group against security forces, building credibility and trust over a period of months.

As his access deepened, he moved closer to the leadership circle. Eventually, he became the trusted bodyguard of the senior terrorist commander, gaining direct and constant proximity to the target.

During a subsequent encounter with security forces, the terrorist leader chose to flee, abandoning other members to engage the forces. He took only his most trusted aide with him, the embedded operative.

Hours later, away from the chaos of the encounter, the operative eliminated the terrorist leader on his own terms, as the man stared at him in shock.

The government later honoured the operative for the operation.

[Gappistan Radio @whyteknight07]

Ranveer Singh grew his hair long, grew a long kickass beard that hides most of the face, a face that is bearing the stress of living a double life for 15-20 years, and yet his drugged out friend, not even in his senses, recognizes him 20 years later. Meanwhile in Yash Raj films, husband shaves off moustache and wife is like- Tussi kaun

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We have a small problem. All four engines have stopped. We are doing our damnedest to get them going again. I trust you are not in too much distress." Captain Eric Moody’s voice was calm, but the circumstances…they were frightening.
On the night of June 24, 1982, British Airways Flight 9 was cruising at 37,000 feet above the Indian Ocean. The mood on board was calm; the passengers were settling in for the night, and the crew, led by Captain Eric Moody, watched the instruments.
Then, the impossible began with a light show.
An eerie, electric blue glow began to dance across the cockpit windshields—a phenomenon known as St. Elmo’s fire. While beautiful, it was the harbinger of a nightmare. In the cabin, a thick, acrid smoke smelling of sulfur began to fill the air. Initially, the crew suspected cigarette smoke—this was 1982, after all—but the intensity was wrong. The radar showed clear skies, yet the plane was being battered by invisible particles.
Then, the unthinkable happened. Engine four surged and flamed out. Less than ninety seconds later, engines two, one, and three followed suit.
The roar of the 747 was replaced by a terrifying, absolute silence. They were seven miles high, carrying 263 souls, with zero power. The massive Boeing had become a 300-ton glider falling toward the jagged mountains of Java.
The British Understatement
In the cockpit, the situation was frantic but controlled. The co-pilot’s oxygen mask collapsed, forcing an emergency dive to breathable air. They were losing altitude fast—gliding with a ratio of 15:1—meaning for every mile they dropped, they traveled fifteen forward. But the mountains were rising to meet them.
Amidst this chaos, Captain Moody keyed the intercom to address the terrified passengers. His voice, steady and devoid of panic, delivered one of the most famous lines in aviation history:
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We have a small problem. All four engines have stopped. We are doing our damnedest to get them going again. I trust you are not in too much distress."
The Invisible Enemy
The crew didn't know it, but they had flown directly into a massive plume of volcanic ash from Mount Galunggung. Because the ash was dry, it didn't appear on the weather radar, which is designed to detect moisture. Inside the engines, a catastrophic physical reaction was taking place. The microscopic shards of volcanic glass were sucked into the combustion chambers, where temperatures exceeded the melting point of the rock.
The ash melted into a sticky glaze, coating the interior turbines and choking the airflow, suffocating the engines.
The Miracle of Physics
As the plane plummeted through 13,000 feet, the air outside grew denser and cooler. This temperature drop caused the molten glass coating the engines to brittle and snap off. The crew had attempted to restart the engines over a dozen times with no success. But on the next attempt, the cleared turbines roared back to life. First engine four, then the others followed. They had power, but the danger wasn't over.
The Blind Landing
As they approached Jakarta for an emergency landing, Captain Moody realized the "sandblasting" effect of the ash had turned the windshields completely opaque. They were flying blind. Relying entirely on instruments and a tiny strip of visibility at the very edge of the side window, the crew threaded the needle. They touched down safely at Halim Perdanakusuma Airport.
Not a single life was lost. The incident revolutionized aviation safety, launching the International Airways Volcano Watch. It proved that even when the impossible happens—when the sky goes dark and the engines go silent—panic is the enemy, and persistence is the only way home.

[via @oscgracie]

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