BOBAN C THOMAS

Sr.Manager in Oil&Gas PSU- Engineers India Ltd.

[M Pattabiraman @pattufreefincal]

Inflation at work: Rs. 1000 in 1981 Worth Only Rs. 49 Today! https://t.co/neseYW3AxN

[ABHILASH THANKAMANI @itsmeStAbhi]

Anna ithellam namma thappu illa, intha idam, intha alukku....

[Evan Kirstel #B2B #TechFluencer @EvanKirstel]

Oil for Dummies

[Kerala Trends @KeralaTrends2]

Huge crowd for the FIFA World Cup Final live screening at Trivandrum Lulu Mall 🤩

Almost every corner of Kerala is packed with fans watching the final.

[Sandeep Mall @SandeepMall]

If you haven’t watched the Argentina England semifinal please watch from minute 60 to the end. There can not be better soccer.

[ABHILASH THANKAMANI @itsmeStAbhi]

Just a collection of few pictures making me too sad.

[Epic Maps 🗺️ @theepicmap]

Where Sun never sets for some months 🤯

[BOBAN C THOMAS @bobanmech]

Best solution for cockroaches in home #CJP

[Rishi Joe Sanu 🌐🗽🏙 @RishiJoeSanu]

Cochin Jews speaking in fluent Malayalam with strong Mattanchery accent about how they celebrate Onam in Israel even three decades after they did Aaliyah as children. 👇

[BOBAN C THOMAS @bobanmech]

Mangaluru so clean and hygenic.. nice work #manglore

[BOBAN C THOMAS @bobanmech]

⁦@IndiGo6E⁩ First boarding call itself is the Final call😃

[Sandeep Mall @SandeepMall]

We all overeat sometimes. If it happens often, it causes problems. Many people eat without thinking and only notice the fullness later. A mindful eating toolkit helps you control your portions. Here is how to build one.

[Sudhir Sahasranaman @Iamtssudhir]

This is easily the best profile I have read of the #Keralam CM-elect #VDSatheesan. Tells us so many things about this politician with a difference. Nuanced writing that allows the reader to 'know' the human, the person behind the politician.

[BOBAN C THOMAS @bobanmech]

@mog_russEN @grok how xi speak in english to trump?

[Nirupama Menon Rao 🇮🇳 @NMenonRao]

Why does so much Indian TV news sound permanently out of breath/breathless? Every debate feels like a national emergency, every headline like a battlefield dispatch. Anchors speak in rising crescendos, panels shout over one another, graphics often flash like alarm systems. The Iran war for instance is depicted on screen framed in flames and “mahayudh” screaming all over it. We are unique in this pitch of constant crescendo.

It is not merely a broadcasting style. It reflects something deeper about us.

Our television news evolved in the age of ratings wars, political spectacle and 24/7 competition for attention. Calmness came to be mistaken for dullness. Excitement became a business model.

Nationalism, grievance, triumphalism, insecurity, outrage, aspiration, wounded pride, civilisational assertion, all coexist simultaneously. The result is a media register that sounds permanently adrenalised.

But older Indian broadcasting was very different. Listen to archival Doordarshan clips from the 1970s or 80s. The tone was measured, restrained, even austere. News was delivered as information, not performance.

Television producers have learned that perpetual urgency creates emotional addiction. If everything is historic, explosive, shocking, decisive, existential, viewers remain physiologically engaged. The problem, of course, is exhaustion. Nations cannot permanently exist at emotional fever pitch without consequences for public discourse.

Today we often sound perpetually excited, perpetually mobilised, perpetually “on”. Perhaps television has become the mirror of a society itself in emotional overdrive: restless, aspirational, anxious, performative, seeking validation every minute.

The irony is that true authority rarely needs to shout. Confidence usually speaks in a quieter voice. So the raised pitch is not just acoustics. Today the country is increasingly performing itself to itself.

And yes, I know I am about to be eaten alive for saying this, on Indian television and social media alike. That is perfectly fine. But perhaps it is time we introspected a little on what we have become, and why we now seem unable simply to speak to one another in a normal tone.

Much of our television news increasingly resembles coloratura without pause: high-pitched, breathless, emotionally over-ornamented, forever climbing toward some impossible crescendo. Every night, the nation seems to be singing at full volume.

But societies cannot live permanently at operatic pitch. At some point, we must learn again the power of modulation, silence, restraint, and calm.

[Shashi Tharoor @ShashiTharoor]

One #KeralaStory from the recent election results that communalists should note: a Muslim majority constituency, Thavanur, elected a Christian, VS Joy; a Hindu majority constituency, Kalamassery, elected a Muslim. VE Abdul Gafoor; and a Christian majority constituency, Kochi, elected a Muslim, Muhammed Shiyas. Despite some influence from the national trends in favour of identity politics, Kerala remains a model of communal harmony, a state where people see human beings first and caste or religion later

@incindia @inckerala

[BOBAN C THOMAS @bobanmech]

#totalgas #adanitotalgas
I am trying to book refill cyllinder lpg through Easy gas App. But unable to access. Failur message as”Dear customer
In this current situation we are not supplying new gas connection, spare gas cylinder or refill.

[BOBAN C THOMAS @bobanmech]

#bengalururains

[World of Science @Science_TechTV]

Where are the kidneys?

[Aseem Dhru @aseemdhru]

Always Travel Light.

Just the one month of March.

I travelled four Countries and six towns within India.

Twenty nights in different hotels.

Over twenty flights.

During these days all that I needed was in my battle hardened Safari suitcase. The airlines give us a lesson in living. 15 kgs check in and 7 in the handbag. Everything else is excess baggage.

Stuff at home, stuff at second home, stuff at office, stuff inside bank lockers, stuff in the car garages had no use as one had no access.

For these twenty days all that I needed came out of that one suitcase and night over, bag packed off to the next destination.

How little is needed.

How much is still hoarded.

Navigating traffic, delayed flights, late nights early mornings and so many small inconveniences.

I take a very thin cotton pillow. It’s so thin that nothing like that is available in any hotels including those that give you pillow menus, a triple fold of a bath towel is the makeshift pillow. I prefer hard beds but sometimes you get those ultra soft ones. You know it’s only a night, tomorrow another city, another hotel, another experience.

What travel teaches you is to be ok with things. Sometimes you get great breakfast, other times you lose appetite looking at the food. Sometimes in a flight you sleep like a baby or the time flies or absorbed in a book, other times you feel so tired, even sleep eludes, you feel fidgety, restless but on landing you have a dinner meeting thats now running so late you want to cancel but thats what you have gone there for! Sometimes hotel rooms so pretty you don’t feel like leaving and on many occasions those you don’t feel like entering.

If we do not insist that things be just the way we want and become ok with things just the way they are, life becomes beautiful. The conveniences are appreciated, the inconveniences become jokes you tell your friends later. You know that both are temporary conditions and will pass. When you travel that much, you have figured out how to pack in five minutes flat and never forget anything in the room. You also know that the furniture, paintings, bathrobes and the study table were someone else’s last night and will be someone else’s tomorrow night.

We are all travellers. Here on this planet for a while. What we call home is merely an extended stay with an uncertain check out date which will arrive without any forewarning.

A man visited a very famous Rabbi in Poland and was surprised to see how simple the room was. A shelf with books, a table and chair and a mat. He said: "Rabbi where is your furniture?" Rabbi asked: "Where is yours?" Young man said: "Mine?.. But I'm just a visitor here!" "So am I," said the Rabbi.

The baggage we travel with in our brain needs a serious look. Insults, hurts and slights of the past some real some imagined are the useless excess baggage we pay for with pain, hurt and heaviness.

May I suggest you dump that useless weight and discover the joy of travelling light.