I left my 20w apple adapter with iwatch wireless charger in train number 15676 Guwahati to NJP IC EXP
Coach M6
We had seat number 17,18,19,20,21,22,23,24
The charger was in upper berth
Please help🙏
@RailMinIndia@rail_sewa
I left my 20w apple adapter with iwatch wireless charger in train number 15676 Guwahati to NJP IC EXP
Coach M6
We had seat number 17,18,19,20,21,22,23,24
The charger was in upper berth
Please help🙏
@RailMinIndia@rail_sewa
I left my 20w apple adapter with iwatch wireless charger in train number 15676 Guwahati to NJP IC EXP
Coach M6
We had seat number 17,18,19,20,21,22,23,24
The charger was in upper berth
Please help🙏
@RailMinIndia@rail_sewa
It breaks my heart to see a senior, immensely talented artist like Rajpal Yadav ji going through such a painful phase. He has given us countless smiles, laughter, and unforgettable moments. Today, he needs us.
As a fellow actor and as a human being, I am stepping forward to help in whatever way I can. I humbly request all producers, directors, and members of our film fraternity—let’s come together, with compassion and humanity, and find a solution.
Our industry is a family. And family does not abandon its own. 🙏🙏🙏
It breaks my heart to see a senior, immensely talented artist like Rajpal Yadav ji going through such a painful phase. He has given us countless smiles, laughter, and unforgettable moments. Today, he needs us.
As a fellow actor and as a human being, I am stepping forward to help in whatever way I can. I humbly request all producers, directors, and members of our film fraternity—let’s come together, with compassion and humanity, and find a solution.
Our industry is a family. And family does not abandon its own. 🙏🙏🙏
Rajpal Yadav is a gifted actor who has given years of unforgettable work to our industry. Sometimes life turns unfair, not because of talent, but because timing can be brutal. He will be part of my film, and I believe this is the moment for all of us..producers, directors, colleagues to stand together. A small signing amount, adjustable against future work, is not charity, it’s dignity. When one of our own is going through a tough phase, the industry must remind him he’s not alone. This is how we show we are more than just an industry.
Rajpal Yadav is a gifted actor who has given years of unforgettable work to our industry. Sometimes life turns unfair, not because of talent, but because timing can be brutal. He will be part of my film, and I believe this is the moment for all of us..producers, directors, colleagues to stand together. A small signing amount, adjustable against future work, is not charity, it’s dignity. When one of our own is going through a tough phase, the industry must remind him he’s not alone. This is how we show we are more than just an industry.
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Irrespective of anything, CM @himantabiswa deserves the utmost respect for the way he handled the magnitude of the event.
He made sure Zubeen Garg is given the utmost respect. Also hearing everything that the fans demanded.
“Bowing down sometimes” is not a fall but a rise of a democratic leader.
Dear CM, you handled and paid tribute like an elder brother. On behalf of every Zubeen fans, I am in the hope that you will give him the justice and bring down the culprits too.
अलविदा ज़ुबीन। ईश्वर असम को यह दुख सहने की शक्ति दे। हमने अपने जीवन में ऐसी भव्य विदाई नहीं देखी, जहां जनता ज़ुबीन की चिता की हर लपटों के साथ ज़ुबीन के गाने गा रही है। ज़ुबीन के अलावा कोई कुछ कहना नहीं चाहता, किसी और चीज़ के बारे में सुनना नहीं चाहता है। पिछले तीन चार दिनों में इस देश ने कुछ ऐसा देखा है जो कभी नहीं देखा गया। मेरी जानकारी में किसी गायक को ऐसा मुकाम नहीं मिला जो ज़ुबीन को मिला है। आज जनता ने ज़ुबीन को विदाई नहीं दी है बल्कि हमेशा हमेशा के लिए अपने दिलों में बसा लिया है। यह शोध का विषय होना चाहिए कि दिल्ली और मुंबई की दुनिया से दूर एक गायक लोगों का जीवन बनता चला गया। ज़ुबीन के जाने का ग़म केवल असम तक सीमित नहीं है, पड़ोस के राज्यों में भी उदासी है। बांग्लादेश से लोग लिख रहे हैं। रो रहे हैं। भारत ही नहीं दुनिया भर में ज़ुबीन ने जो हासिल किया है, जो भरोसा पाया है, प्यार पाया है, वह बेमिसाल है। अगर आप लोगों ने ज़ुबीन की विदाई का यह उदास मंज़र नहीं देखा तो आप उदासी के मर्म को भी कभी ठीक से नहीं जान पाएंगे। शोक क्या होता है उसकी समझ अधूरी हो जाएगी। असम से कितने लोगों ने कहा कि सब चुप हैं। रात भर जाग रहे हैं। दिन रात रो रहे हैं। ऐसे महान गायक को सलाम।
A few years ago I had shared my thoughts on Zubeen’s inspirational journey. As he prepares to embark on his final journey, several of my thoughts at this moment are captured in this video.
Every visit to the beautiful state of Assam, I never failed to sing this song and dedicate it to the one and only #ZubeenGarg. Today, singing it feels heavier than ever. Can’t believe he is no more and it breaks my heart that I never got the chance to truly know him properly, a wish that will forever remain unfulfilled. My deepest condolences to his family, friends, and every soul who found life in his music.
Rest in peace Zubeen da.. a legend gone too soon. Your beautiful voice will echo in our hearts forever 🤍
From Mayabini, Yaa Ali to Tears in Heaven: A tribute to Zubeen Garg
It was 2002. My father brought home a Philips CD player, a big upgrade from the cassette players of Guwahati. Back then, CDs were a luxury and something to take pride in. A relative handed me a pirated disc with 100 MP3 songs of Zubeen Garg, all in Assamese.
That day, two things happened: I discovered the joy of listening to endless songs at one go, and I discovered a voice that even a primary school kid could understand.
That voice was Zubeen Garg.
My journey with Zubeen can be summed up in three eras: Mayabini, Yaa Ali and Tears in Heaven.
Mayabini (2001) was my first. Its acoustic riff, its western yet homely vibe — it made me sing an Assamese song not as a school chorus, but as my own. It gave Assamese music energy, relatability, and vibe.
Then came the rebellious Zubeen. While our parents' generation—scarred by agitation and insurgency—chose conformity, Zubeen refused to fit in.
Songs like Pam ne moi ghurai had a complex blues vibe that spoke to a rock ’n’ roll generation. Songs like Ul guthibo jane invited criticism — he was accused of “diluting” culture. But Zubeen was exactly what post-agitation Assam didn’t know it needed: nonconformity, chaos, inconsistency and rebellion. He was me and he was you.
He was the Prodidhoni hunu moi of our generation, even if he never sang that particular song.
And then came Yaa Ali.
In those days, Bollywood was the ultimate stamp of success. When Zubeen broke through, it wasn’t just a song; it was a personal victory for every Assamese soul. I still remember a Durga Puja at Ulubari — traffic stopped, crowds screaming Yaa Ali. An Arabic-influenced track at a Hindu festival. That was Zubeen.
His Bollywood journey later became tougher, and he returned. As a '90s kid, I stopped following some of his newer work — but that didn’t mean his relevance faded. Gen Z picked him up, and he kept evolving. For me, he is always tradition: every year, Day 1 at Kharghuli Bihu, watching him perform with my friends.
Sorry — I forgot he’s dead. Writing this feels unreal.
The irony is cruel: a day before his death, Zubeen was found singing Tears in Heaven, Clapton’s song for his son. Soon after, he left for heaven himself, leaving us all teary.
Zubeen’s body is gone, but his music won’t go. Not because it’s cliché, but because it’s the truth. His songs make sense to the rickshawwala in Guwahati and to the Mercedes-driven Corporate Assamese diaspora in Europe.
Zubeen Garg will stay. Period!