#India: We are concerned by reports of mass detentions of demonstrators, protest leaders, members of civil society organisations, lawyers and journalists, before and during today’s large-scale demonstrations in Delhi.
We call on the authorities to ensure that the right to peaceful assembly is fully respected and fulfilled.
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This is absolutely unacceptable! The police have reached Gurdwara Bangla Sahib to detain young people who gathered to protest against vote chori and demand accountability from Gyanesh Kumar.
Has the Modi government and the police forgotten even the sanctity and dignity of our Gurdwaras? What crime have these young people committed? Has the police ever shown the same urgency in tackling other crimes? And now, they are going all out against young people exercising their right to protest peacefully against an issue that is not a crime.
🚨 CHAOS IN RAYALASEEMA
C Naidu, Pawan Kalyan and Anant Ambani were on stage when the crowd erupted.
>> As the FM Nirmala Sitharaman began speaking, people reportedly interrupted the speech, demanding jobs first.
>> The situation got so heated that Chandrababu Naidu had to stand up and appeal stay calm.
The crowd's message was loud and clear : Job first.
Wife of Indian army officer wishes to have a picture with the Pakistani Rangers Soldier. He responded courteously and at the end saluted the Indian officer.
Chad Doerman pleaded guilty to murdering his sons Clayton, 7, Hunter, 4, and Chase, 3, in Ohio. Their mother tried to save them and was shot in the hand. He received 3 consecutive life terms without parole. #TrueCrime#Ohio
This is absolute comedy in Delhi Court🤣
Must read.
So Goon Swatantra Bhardhwaj had applied for bail for the cases against him.
Do you know what argument his lawyer gave in the court?
Lawyer: SC quashed all CJP protest FIRs! My client was part of that movement, treat him the same.
Police interjected by saying : He wasn’t a protester. He showed up to attack the protesters
Court: Nice try, bail rejected 🧑⚖️
Bro literally hired Jolly LLB of a lawyer 😭
Students are trapped under the debris, and locals are trying to rescue them with their bare hands.
Not a single person from the administration is in sight.
When every minute could save a life, where is the administration? And for how long this will continue to happen?
When they want to beat up and drag students on the streets, it takes Modi and Amit Shah’s police two seconds flat thousands of cops were deployed instantly with lathis, water cannons, tear gas and pallet guns ready.
But when 40 or 50 kids are trapped under tons of broken concrete, fallen pillars, and debris at South Campus?
Not a single cop was on site. A single JCB took over 2 to 3 hours just to show up,
while NSUI President and volunteers were literally digging through broken concrete with their bare hands to pull students out alive.
And after all the damage was done, Rekha Gupta ji arrives with her massive lashkar and heavy security cover just to inspect the site for photo ops.
Who is answerable for this tragedy?
It is YOU who is answerable. It is your administration that enables illegal structural modifications, turns a blind eye to unchecked building safety violations in student hubs like Satya Niketan, and protects the PG mafia running these death traps.
This is @aakashibhatt & @shantanubhatt95,
8 years - 2,923 days of our father, Mr. Sanjiv Bhatt's unjust incarceration.
Today, 5th September, marks 8 years since this regime came into our home and took our father from us, tearing our family apart under the guise of trumped up charges manufactured to silence his voice of truth. Eight years is an extraordinary amount of time to measure the life of a family, but there are moments when time becomes a strange and almost meaningless measure: the calendar insists that eight years have passed; however, our hearts and souls remain rooted in that September morning when our world was turned upside down and torn apart.
When I look back at these past years, I often think about what our father chose to stand for, and the principles that have given meaning to everything that followed. From him, we learned that there are moments when an individual has to decide whether the safety of silence is worth the price of surrendering one’s conscience. From him we realised what it truly meant to stand in the path of power, when power had decided that it would rather not be questioned. Our father knew that the battle before him was profoundly unequal, uphill and lonesome; that institutions capable of protecting a society, when captured by power and stripped of their independence, become deadly instruments capable of destroying it. He was aware of the consequences of refusing to bend to the whims of this totalitarian regime and yet, he did, and still continues to fight against it with all his might!
That is who Sanjiv Bhatt is …
Not simply a name that appears in newspapers, nor the IPS officer who has become a symbol of something much larger, but our father, a man who possess the extraordinary strength and resilience to keep fighting a battle he knew would cost him everything, because he believed that some principles are more important than the preservation of one's own comfort, career or freedom.
His sacrifices were never made for himself. He fought for people who had suffered hate and violence for the political ambition of one man. He raised his voice when remaining silent would have been infinitely easier. He placed his career, his reputation, his freedom and, ultimately, years of his life on the line because he believed that those who wield enormous power must also be held to an enormous standard of accountability.
And for that, years of his life, his freedom have been cruelly ripped away from him.
But there is something the passage of these eight years has made increasingly clear to me: the greatest victory of repression is not breaking the person it targets, but convincing everyone watching that there is nothing they can do!
Because democracy does not disappear in a single dramatic moment. Its foundations are eroded far more quietly when institutions that were created to restrain power begin serving it; when the judiciary, which should be the last refuge of the powerless, fails to protect them; when due process becomes something that can be manipulated; when truth becomes inconvenient and therefore dangerous; and, perhaps most dangerous of all, when ordinary citizens decide that it is safer to look away, instead of raising their voices in the face of atrocities! That is how the pillars of a democracy begin to crumble. Not because people do not know what is happening, but because remaining wilfully oblivious is far “safer”.
For eight long years, we have watched this unfold around our father. We have watched the extraordinary machinery of power descend upon one man, and we have watched institutions that were supposed to stand between the citizen and the State fail, again and again, to live up to the promise for which they exist.
And still, our father continues to fight …
That, more than anything else, is the measure of his courage, his legacy!
Because courage is not measured by how loudly someone speaks when the world is listening, it is measured by what they are prepared to endure when the world has stopped listening!
Our father has and continues to endure …
He has endured the loss of his freedom, the destruction of his career, the years stolen from his family and the extraordinary weight of a system determined to break him.
Yet somehow, after eight years, the thing this regime has been unable to imprison is the very thing that made him dangerous to them to begin with … his refusal to surrender his conscience!
And perhaps that is why his fight matters now more than ever. For years, too many people learnt to lower their voices before they had even spoken. Questions were replaced by silent acceptance; outrage by apathy; courage by cowardice. An entire generation watched examples being made of exemplary individuals who dared to stand up against this regime and slowly began to believe that the safest way to survive was perhaps to remain silent …But silence comes with a terrible price!
A country cannot remain free when its people are afraid to question power. Institutions cannot remain independent when citizens stop demanding accountability. And justice cannot prevail when the judiciary ceases to be a shield for the people and becomes a weapon against those who dare to dissent. Democracy can survive only when ordinary people are willing to defend its most fundamental promise, that no power is above accountability, and no citizen should have to surrender their freedom, dignity or voice to remain safe.
And yet, perhaps that willingness to speak truth to power is beginning to return. Across the country, once again, people are raising their voices to question. They are beginning to look beyond the empty noise, beyond the propaganda, beyond the carefully constructed narratives that ask them to blindly accept rather than use their agency to examine. A generation that was taught to keep its head down is slowly beginning to lift it with courage and defiance!
Perhaps that is how the endless night finally begins to give way to a new dawn, not through one spectacular event, but through millions of ordinary people deciding, each in their own way, that they will no longer surrender their capacity to question!
And if there is one thing I have learnt from watching our father through all these years, it is that courage is contagious!
One person standing up against an entire regime can look insignificant. One voice can appear almost absurdly small against the mammoth machinery of power. But history has a way of remembering those who refused to bend, and of showing how one person’s courage can awaken the courage of millions!
Our father knew exactly what he was risking, and still chose courage over self-preservation, truth over silence, and conscience over fear. He did not stand up against this regime because he believed he was invincible; he stood because he believed some things were worth fighting for, whatever the cost!
Today, doesn’t just mark 2,923 days of separation, it marks 8 years of our relentless fight for justice …
I hope that everyone who reads this today will once again remember Sanjiv Bhatt ...
Remember the courage it took to confront power when doing so came at an unimaginable personal and professional cost …
Remember what happens when institutions created to protect citizens are weaponised against them …
Remember that the independence of the judiciary, the integrity of institutions and the rule of law are not abstract constitutional phrases; they are the barriers that stand between an ordinary citizen and the unchecked power of the State.
And remember that those barriers remain standing only for as long as we have the courage to defend them!
Eight years have passed since they tried to silence our father’s voice of truth.
Eight years since they stole his freedom, but failed to shake his courage.
Eight years since they tried to bury his resolve, but could not break his indomitable spirit
Eight years in which we have been reminded, again and again, that justice delayed is not merely time lost, it is a test of whether a society still possesses the courage to demand justice at all!
Our father dedicated his life fighting to protect the very secular, democratic fabric of our society, our nation. The least we can do is to refuse to let his voice stand alone!
We must stand together and raise our voices… not only for our father Mr Sanjiv Bhatt, but also for all those who have sacrificed everything to protect the rights, freedoms and values that belong to every citizen of our country.
Eight years on, our father is still standing strong, with his head held high, his conscience intact, and his resolve unbroken!
He refuses to bend, to be silenced, or surrender …And neither will we!
Our fight for justice continues!
We may be bloodied, battered and bruised ... but we remain unbroken, unbent, unbowed!
#justiceforsanjivbhatt #FreeSanjivBhatt #EnoughIsEnough
Watch Train wreck in Slow Motion. Just look at the NDTV Anchors face. From when she realised things going downhill. She started furiously texting. Then she got instructions to get aggressive. Her tone changes. She also gulps when she realises it’s not working
🚨 FACT CHECK: The 1996 Charkhi Dadri crash killed all 349 people on both planes.
— Zero survivors.
— Zero injured to treat.
— Zero bodies to hand over.
So RSS "treating the injured" is simply impossible... there were No Survivors.
Also, one plane was Saudi Arabian, the other was Kazakhstani... Kazakhstan is not an Arab nation.
Mohan Bhagwat used a real tragedy of 349 dead people to score communal brownie points in New York... and got the basic facts completely wrong.
That's not service. That's propaganda built on a graveyard.
And shame on every journalist who amplified this lie without checking a single fact. You have Google. You have Wikipedia. You had one job... and you FAILED.
A plane ✈️ is not a family hall, a train compartment, or a picnic ground. It is a sealed metal tube at 35,000 feet with strangers who did not buy a ticket to your gathering.
A group of passengers on an IndiGo flight unpacked a full homemade spread, theplas, dhoklas, samosas, plates passed across rows, people moving in the aisle, some doing nails , while other passengers sat through it.
They cleaned up afterwards. That does not make it fine. Cleaning up after you treat a cabin like a private dining room is the minimum, not a virtue.
Carrying your own snack is allowed. Turning the aisle into service, standing when you should be seated, filling the cabin with smell, noise and movement is not “culture.” It is disregard for shared space. Turbulence does not wait for your buffet to finish. Other people on that flight may be flying to a funeral, a hospital, a job interview, or simply trying to sleep after a hard week. They do not owe you an audience for your “desi swag.”
The defence that this is warmth, family, or Indianness is lazy. Warmth that only works by ignoring everyone else is not warmth. It is entitlement. The same pattern keeps showing up: loud games mid-air, standing and gossiping in the aisle, treating crew requests as optional. That is not a stereotype invented by outsiders. It is footage Indians keep posting of themselves.
Civic sense is not Western. It is the basic rule of any crowded public place: your comfort stops where someone else’s journey begins.
If the only way a group outing feels complete is by occupying the whole cabin, the problem is not the airline. It is the habit of treating other people’s silence as empty space to fill.