When it was realised #Data is the new oil; lot of plans were made. The projections of #growth of this Data was probably missed horribly, & now everyone (read #organisations ) are trying to manage the huge volume. For #Leaders- Ability to look at the bigger picture? Did you?
@SportsDirectUK Paid extra for 48hr delivery, but the main parcel with my cricket bats wasn’t delivered. Evri says it required specialist handling & was returned to you. Your chat support was rude, gave conflicting information, offered no solution, left midway Please resolve asap
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.
@drm_dli@RailwaySeva@drmncrald I shared my contact details & pnr as requested by you. But nothing was advised. I wanted to only understand how to connect with the ‘Mukhya Arakshak’ you have mentioned above. But no one was able to suggest me how to connect online/email/phone. Anyways my journey is completed.
@RailwaySeva@drmncrald@prayagrajsrdcm
Requesting guidance on how to apply for a 1AC coupe on 12454 Rajdhani Express.
Travelling with my wife & baby frm Prayagraj to Ranchi- 15 Nov. Any assistance would be appreciated as we hav been travelling continuously since landed in India
Salman Khan Calls Ashnoor Kaur Arrogant On #BiggBoss19! Fans Are Furious, Claim Bias Towards Amaal Mallik & Say Independent Girls Like Ashnoor Keep Getting Targeted. Is Nepotism Ruining The Show? #WeekendKaVaar#AshnoorKaur#SalmanKhan#BB19
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Feeling a bit embarrassed after watching the masterpiece ‘Maidaan’ because I never knew we had such an amazing Indian Football Team and a Global recognition. Such a misfortune we haven’t been able to get back where the 1962 Asian Games winning team was.
#Maidaan
There’s just 1 H1 coach & no other person has a baby. I wonder what corrupt logic was applied while preparing the charts & mapping berths? Can I ask @RailMinIndia how they allocate the berths under RTI? It’s shame we have to sleep in upper berth with our little baby. Train 12453.
So sad that despite booking 3 months ago for 7 Apr travel in 1-AC in Rajdhani express, & requesting allocation of preferred berths as travelling with a 3 month old baby, @IRCTCofficial allocated us 2 upper berths. More sad as 20+ seats were available while booking. @RailMinIndia
Ever since I have started to understand Cricket, I think this Team is one of the most confident, the most aggressive yet balanced and equally mature in all departments of the game. Wow Team India. 😀Hope you don’t get complacent and keep going !
#INDvsENG#WorldCup23#BleedBlue
Just wondering if education doesn’t mean learning new things and feeding into the brain but instead just uncovering knowledge already embedded in our brain cells? Would eventually mean we all know the same things but hav different levels of uncovering. #education#RandomThoughts
Before the start of the match, I had told my wife I’ll go to B&Q if Sri Lanka gets bowled out within 50. Now that the match is over, I’m wondering if by within 50 I meant excluding 50 😂 #IndiavsSrilanka#india#AsiaCup2023final#AsiaCup