The great shikshamantri jisko 22-23 lakh logo ke sapne kuchlne par ek tweet krne ka waqt nahi hai.... Jimedari li hai to jawabdehi bhi to hai....
NEET वाले बच्चे छोटे-छोटे होते हैं
अभी से उनके मन में डर बैठ गया - ये लोग देश का भविष्य है | सारी जाँच होती रहेंगी, सबसे पहला कदम धर्मेंद्र प्रधान का इस्तीफा होना चाहिए।
नीट 2026 का रिजल्ट आने से पहले प्रिंस कोचिंग वालों का कॉन्फिडेंस देखिए...लीक के तार सीकर से जुड़ रहे हैं, जांच सीकर में हो रही है...सीकर से क्या कुछ निकलेगा या बस हो-हल्ला ही है? #Rajasthan
مجری هندی در دفاع از تمدن ایران از خجالت ترامپ درآمد!
ترامپ دچار زوال عقل آشکار شده و باید کمی تاریخ بیاموزد! آمریکا تاریخی ندارد، چه رسد به اینکه تمدنی آمریکایی داشته باشد/در مقابل، تمدن ایرانی همتراز تمدن یونانی یا رومی است/ترامپ، صرفاً یک پیرمرد حسود است! او به این حسادت میکند که تمدن ایرانی در زمانی شکوفا بود که اصلاً آمریکایی وجود نداشت و انسان اروپایی هنوز از غار بیرون نیامده بود/دونالد ترامپ! تو شکست خوردهای! تو نمیتوانی به تمدن دست بزنی...
AIIMS Jodhpur takes immense pride in the outstanding achievements of its alumni in the Civil Services Examination 2025. 🎉
Heartiest congratulations to:
Dr. Anuj Agnihotri (MBBS 2017 Batch) – AIR 1
Dr. Deeksha Patkar (MBBS 2013 Batch) – AIR 88
Dr. Purshotam Jhorad (MBBS 2020 Batch) – AIR 691
Dr. Pranjal Bayla (MBBS 2018 Batch) – AIR 890
Your remarkable accomplishments are a source of great pride and inspiration for the entire AIIMS Jodhpur community. Wishing you success in your journey in the civil services. 🇮🇳
#CivilServices2025 #AIIMSJodhpur
These are graves being dug for more than 160 innocent young girls who were killed in the US-Israeli bombing of a primary school. Their bodies were torn to shreds.
This is how "rescue" promised by Mr. Trump looks in reality.
From Gaza to Minab, innocents murdered in cold blood.
Students were protesting against issues with the university in Barmer. The officials present there told them, “Don’t worry, your issues will be sorted. Our DM (Tina Dabi) is your role model.”
The students replied that she is not their role model. Their role model is Ahilyabai Holkar. They also said that she is instead a “reel star” (implying the reels she makes during field visits and inspections).
This statement was treated as a cognizable, non-bailable offence under IPC abba dabba jabba, so the students were swiftly picked up and taken to the police station. After the issue went viral, the SP, Barmer, ordered their release and expressed regret over the police action.
So, friends, remember: always beware of IPC abba dabba jabba. Never ever comment on anything except praise for the work of a sarkari babu. These students were lucky that the SP was lenient and let them go, but you may not be so lucky. Remember earlier this year, a man had to travel 200 km to apply for bail after an IAS officer filed a complaint against him for reacting with a “haha” emoji to a comment on her Facebook profile picture. That’s the power of IPC abba dabba jabba.
A PRAYER FOR THE SOUL OF DIPU CHANDRA DAS
History remembers sacrifice. But today, the soil that was once liberated with Indian blood is being stained with the blood of innocent minorities.
In 1971, our Indian Armed Forces stood for the oppressed. Our brave soldiers didn’t just fight a war; they fought for the identity and dignity of millions of people of what is now called Bangladesh. Nearly 3,900 Indian soldiers sacrificed their lives and over 10,000 were injured to ensure the birth of Bangladesh. We gave our lives so that others could live in peace.
But today, “peace” is just a word; persecution is the reality. According to the Bangladesh Hindu Buddhist Christian Unity Council, 2,442 incidents of violence against minorities were documented between August 2024 and July 2025. Over 150 temples have been vandalized and desecrated. These are not just acts of unrest or random chaos; it is a deliberate, targeted strike at the heart of a community’s faith and its right to exist.
The pattern of targeting is clear and cruel - Last year, we saw the unjust jailing of the ISKCON monk Chinmoy Krishna Das and the brutal lynching of the Communist party leader Pradip Bhowmik. And now the horrific murder of Dipu Chandra Das in Mymensingh. This young man was not just killed; he was subjected to a level of savagery that shames the 21st century. Reports confirm he was lynched in public by a frenzied mob, his body was then hanged from a tree, and he was set on fire. To witness such a demonic act in broad daylight is a sign of a complete collapse of humanity and the rule of law. My heart goes out to the soul of Dipu Das. I pray for his peace and offer my deepest condolences to his grieving family, who have had to endure a loss so gruesome it is beyond comprehension.
The demographic reality of the region is a chilling testament to this ongoing tragedy. In 1951, Hindus made up 22% of the population. Today, that number has plummeted to below 8%. This isn't just migration; it is a systematic persecution that the world chooses to ignore.
I call upon the Leadership of Bangladesh to move beyond mere words of condemnation and restore stability. You must ensure the safety of every Hindu, Buddhist, and Christian citizen. The perpetrators of the Mymensingh horror must face the ultimate justice to show that no mob is above the law. I also urge World Leaders and the international community @UNHumanRights@UN to open their eyes to the plight of minorities in Bangladesh. Selective silence is a betrayal of human rights.
The blood of our 1971 martyrs was shed for a land of peace, not a land of persecution. We cannot, and will not, remain silent.
#SaveBangladeshMinorities #GlobalHinduMinority
On the night of May 20, 2025, a little girl in a faded pink frock fell asleep on her mother’s lap at Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj Terminus. Her parents, simple people from Solapur, had come to Mumbai for her father’s treatment. They were exhausted. Just for a moment, the mother closed her eyes.
When she opened them, her daughter was gone.
Six months.
Six months of walking from police station to police station.
Six months of showing the same crumpled photograph to strangers on trains, in slums, in orphanages.
Six months of the father not sleeping, the mother not eating, both of them growing hollow-eyed, whispering the same name into the dark: “Aarohi… Aarohi…”
In Varanasi, a thousand kilometres away, a tiny girl with no memory of her real name was learning to call herself “Kashi.” She had been found crying near the railway tracks in June, barefoot and terrified. The orphanage gave her food, a bed, and a new name. She smiled easily, because children always do, but sometimes at night she clutched the edge of her blanket and asked for “Aai” — Marathi for mother — and no one understood.
Back in Mumbai, the police refused to close the file. They printed posters with Aarohi’s face, stuck them on every platform from Lokmanya Tilak Terminus to Bhusawal to Varanasi Cantt. They ran newspaper ads, knocked on doors, begged journalists for help. Six months is a long time for hope to stay alive, but some officers carried her photograph in their shirt pockets like it was their own child.
Then, on November 13, a local reporter in Varanasi saw the poster. Something clicked. He had seen a girl who spoke Marathi words in her sleep. He made a phone call.
The next morning, a Mumbai Police inspector sat in front of a laptop in Varanasi and opened a video call. On the screen appeared a little girl in a pink frock — the same colour she was wearing the day she vanished. The mother, standing behind the officer in Mumbai, saw her daughter and collapsed without a sound. The father just kept repeating, “That’s my Aarohi… that’s my baby…”
They flew her back on Children’s Day — November 14.
When the plane landed, the entire Mumbai Crime Branch was waiting. They had bought her balloons and a new frock, sky blue this time. But the moment the little girl stepped out and saw the sea of khaki uniforms, she did something no one expected.
She ran.
Not away — toward them.
Tiny legs pumping, arms outstretched, she threw herself at the nearest officer and laughed — the purest, clearest laugh that had been missing from the world for half a year. The officer, a tough man who had seen everything, felt his eyes burn. He lifted her high, and she wrapped her arms around his neck like he was family.
Her parents were crying too hard to walk. So the policemen carried their daughter to them.
The mother touched her face again and again, as if checking she was real. The father fell to his knees and pressed his forehead to his child’s tiny feet, sobbing words no one could understand except God.
And the little girl? She just kept smiling, looking from her parents to the officers and back again, completely unaware that she had turned an entire police station into a sobbing, laughing, praying family.
Six months of darkness ended in one hug.
Aarohi is home now.
The kidnapper is still out there, but that is tomorrow’s fight.
Today, a mother is singing lullabies again.
Today, a father is smiling in his sleep.
And somewhere in Mumbai, there are policemen who will never forget the weight of a four-year-old girl in their arms — the weight of an entire life returned.
Sometimes the uniform doesn’t just catch thieves.
Sometimes it carries lost children all the way back to their mothers’ hearts.
भाई औकात नहीं है देने की तो मज़ाक मत बनाओ 💯💯💯
तुमने इंसान का नहीं, ग़रीब का नहीं,
इंसानियत और गरीबी का मज़ाक बनाया है 😔
तुम देने का काबिल नहीं बल्कि लेने के
काबिल हो 💯
Really?? Trolling Bumrah? Hope you aren't among those but If you are, fair to say you have no idea of what you have to endure to become a Bumrah. And you have no appreciation for one of India's greatest matchwinners who, as it turns out, bowls more overs than almost any other bowler.
They undermined Gukesh when he qualified for the Candidates.
They undermined him when he won it — saying Hikaru should’ve won.
They undermined him in the World Championship — calling his opponent weak.
And when Magnus called him a “probably weak player”?
He didn’t reply with words. He replied on the board — and beat Magnus with Black.
🔥 Hats off, Gukesh!
Telugu, Tamil, Kannada and Malayalam are our native languages and we must learn them - no compromise on it. But there’s value in learning Hindi additionally. It can help our youth with job opportunities, and bring us together as people of this great country. Let language unite us, not divide.
We, RCB fans, are indebted to CM Siddaramaiah and DCM DK Shivakumar for winning us the IPL after 18 years.
They displayed incredible cricketing and leadership skills on the field and brought our club this long elusive glory.
We are also very upset about Virat Kohli, other players and the RCB Management for poor arrangement of the security measures at the program organised to honour CM & DK and their families for winning us the trophy.
Good that RCB Management is arrested and police commissioner is suspended. They are primarily responsible for security in Bengaluru.
Anyways, CM and DKS can now go back to Chinnaswamy Stadium to start practising for their next IPL season.
#StateofAffairsKarnataka