Hilal Rather

Doctorate in Political science, International Relations, JMI New Delhi.
Optimist, educator by chance.
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The BBC portrays an indebted Afghan father selling his 7-year-old twin daughters into sexual slavery with adult men as a man who is forced to make difficult choices

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[Hilal Rather @hilal_rather]

@IfraJan_ Didi ko mirchi lagi

[Comrade. @ComradeEmm]

@syedtajamul3 For Information.

[Syed Tajamul Islam @syedtajamul3]

The Tesla MRI unit (~₹20 crore) at Anantnag, funded under CSR by Power Grid Corporation of India Limited following a request by then DC Syed Fakhrudin Hamid, marks a significant healthcare boost.
While Health Minister Sakeena Itoo inaugurated the facility, it is concerning that the official nameplate does not acknowledge the funding agency. Proper credit ensures transparency and encourages future public-private collaboration.

[Hilal Rather @hilal_rather]

@narendramodi @OmarAbdullah @narendramodi no sir wish him very short tenure. He has made our lives hell. May he face the same very soon.

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@tanvirsadiq Cheap minister with Tanvir broker. Ye investment kabse la rahe ho aap 1947 se. Ab tak kyu nhi aa rahi. History will remember you how u cheated common kashmiri people

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@tanvirsadiq @nasirsogami @OmarAbdullah @satishsharmajnk @altaf_kaloo Cheap minister of gulmarg with his brokers enjoying on tax payers money.

[Sann @san_x_m]

It was 3 pm at Swargadwar cremation ground in Puri.

Sabyasachi, 35 years old, who was a Vice President in a big software company in America, came straight from the airport to the cremation ground. His father, Pradipta Mishra, 75 years old, had passed away the previous night.

Sabyasachi was holding an expensive laptop bag and wearing Ray Ban glasses. He looked very busy and kept checking his watch again and again.

Tarun from Moksha Event Management, a funeral service company, was standing there. He had arranged everything. The wood was ready, the priest had been called, and Pradipta Mishra’s body was bathed and prepared.

Sabyasachi arrived. He looked at his father’s face. Two drops of tears fell from his eyes.

He asked Tarun, “Mr Tarun, is everything ready? I have to catch a return flight at 6 pm. I have an important meeting tomorrow. Please finish this quickly.”

Tarun was shocked but quietly nodded.

The rituals were completed. Sabyasachi lit the funeral fire. Smoke rose into the sky.

Then he took Tarun aside and took out his checkbook. He said, “Tarun, thank you. You arranged everything well. What is your bill? Fifty thousand or one lakh? Tell me the amount, I will write the cheque now. I cannot come again. Please also take care of the ashes.”

Tarun smiled strangely and said, “Sir, there is no need to pay. Your bill has already been paid.”

Sabyasachi was confused. “Already paid? Who paid? Did my uncle pay?”

Tarun replied, “No sir. Five years ago, your father came to our office. He was very sick and could hardly walk. He asked us, what is your package? Will you manage everything so that my son does not face any problem?”

“We explained everything to him. That same day he deposited fifty thousand rupees in advance. He also gave me this letter. He told me, when my son comes, give him this letter. And if he does not come, you perform my last rites.”

Tarun gave the letter to Sabyasachi.

With shaking hands, Sabyasachi opened it. In his father’s weak handwriting, it was written:

“Dear Sabyasachi,

My son, I know you are very busy. In America you may not even get time to breathe. I know when you hear about my death, you will be worried. Will I get leave? Will I get a ticket? What about my meeting? These questions will trouble you.

Son, your time and career are very important. I raised you so that you can win the world. Do not suffer loss for the body of an old man.

That is why I have arranged everything for my death in advance. I have already paid this organization. They will manage everything. If you come, good. If you do not come, I will not be angry.

I have only one request.

When you were small and I dropped you at school, I never left your hand.

Today when you light my funeral fire, may your hand not shake. Return soon. Your wife will be waiting.

Yours,
Baba”

After reading the letter, the checkbook fell from Sabyasachi’s hand into the mud.

In that cremation ground, where the sound of burning wood was heard, Sabyasachi’s pride and career also turned into ashes.

He fell on his knees.

“Baba, forgive me, Baba.”

He held Tarun’s feet and cried, “Tarun, I do not want to go back to America. I want to stay with my father. I earned crores of rupees, but in the end I became a beggar. My father was thinking about my meeting even at the time of his death, and I was paying for his last rites?”

That day Sabyasachi did not catch his flight. He sat the whole night in front of the burning pyre.

Because in the end he understood:

Prepaid can be for a SIM card. But a father’s love is never prepaid. A father’s love is endless, and no money in the world can repay it.

Lesson: No matter how big you become in the world, no matter how much money you earn, when the parents who once changed your clothes need you at the end of their life, do not turn your face away.

Any company can perform the funeral. But tears cannot be bought from outside.

Those tears should come only from blood relations.

[Hilal Rather @hilal_rather]

Alhamdulillah @OmarAbdullah never fails to disappoint us like his father and grandpa. First sehri without electricity. @JKPDD

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@ImranNDar Article 370 is gone and it's history. Neither you nor ur coming generations can get it back so plz stop misleading people like u people did on autonomy. Lop's words were bitter truth which u people can't digest.

[Dr. Sameer Khan @Listen_Sameer]

The Chief Minister of Gulmarg roaming in a private #Jet paid by the tax of J&K’s poor
With a #Nadru broker as co-passenger.

And people are starving.

This is luxury funded by suffering.

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@GulistanNewsTV @JKNC_ @tanvirsadiq Jhoot bol raha hai

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@tanvirsadiq Why did it burned ur ass sir. It was just a statement of worthy CM praising our PM.

[BJYM @BJYM]

𝐑𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐏𝐌 𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐢'𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬!

"If Modi govt wanted, it could have brought us to our knees. But it gave us even more funds than budgeted—I have nothing to complain."

- J&K CM Omar Abdullah

[Comrade. @ComradeEmm]

They promised to protest against 370 , then thought of statehood, now protesting against Bricklin demolition.
Presenting MLA Chadoora, JKNC.

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[Red Horizon @Left_Horizon]

Meanwhile, Honourable MLA farts during the speech.

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Arrogance is a creature, it doesn't have senses. It has only a sharp tongue and a pointing finger. Our @OmarAbdullah has this all.

[Hilal Rather @hilal_rather]

Sarkaar chor hai aur dhoke baaz hai. Ab girne wali hai.
PS. I didn't say k kaha ki aur kis ki sarkaar chor hai.