Sridhar

[Demis Hassabis @demishassabis]

Cool use case of AlphaFold, this is just the beginning of digital biology!

[The Figen @TheFigen_]

I think that is the best advertisement I’ve ever seen.

[Sridhar @jsridhar73]

@makailee @forallcurious @grok point me to the article

[Words @wordsporn]

Ichi-Go Iche-E

[Curiosity @CuriosityonX]

🚨: After 48 years of travel, NASA 's Voyager 1 is nearing one light-day from Earth, almost 16 billion miles away.

A proud milestone for humanity, and a humbling reminder of how small we are in an infinite universe.

[Cristiano Ronaldo @Cristiano]

Game-changers stop time. They are timeless.

Congratulations @DjokerNole for having in your hands a so deserved first ever Globe Sports Award.

[Kevin W. @Brink_Thinker]

Who says classical music is boring...
It is the perfect energizer!

[Sridhar @jsridhar73]

@earthcurated

[helen warlow @HWarlow]

So brilliant.
Back soon

[Sridhar @jsridhar73]

@earthcurated

[Roland-Garros @rolandgarros]

The @RafaelNadal tribute like you've never seen before.

Relive this legendary day with some exclusive footage, now available on our YouTube channel 📼 https://t.co/EoNk1lF0IS

#RolandGarros

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces.
But I see everything.

Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments.

One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?"
"6:15," he said, confused.
"Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it."
He blinked. "You... you can do that?"
"I can now," I said.

Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?"
"Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing."
He cried. Right there in the parking lot.

Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic.
But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!"

"Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel."

He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us."

The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over."

Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it.

But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note,

"Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends"
People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket.
I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece."

So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones.

Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees.
It's not glamorous. But it's everything."

Let this story reach more hearts....

Credit: Mary Nelson

[Sridhar @jsridhar73]

@earthcurated

[Pawan Kalyan @PawanKalyan]

In Andhra Pradesh, we saw those who swore to protect environment ruthlessly cut down trees, destroyed forests and enabled the smuggling of our vital ecological resources for selfish gain. And then, on the other end of the spectrum, we have a humble person whose life was a total dedication to nature - Saalumarada Thimmakka, the woman known simply as the "Mother of Trees."

From a small village in Karnataka, Thimmakka and her husband found their life's purpose when they couldn't have children. They chose to raise a family of green. With pure love and daily labour, they gifted the world a breathtaking canopy, planting and nurturing over 8,000 trees, including 375 majestic banyan trees. Her life was not about seeking power or wealth; it was a vow of unconditional love to Mother Earth.

Today, at 114 years young, this legendary protector of nature has finally left us. Her life is a powerful lesson in true public service. On behalf of JanaSena, I offer my deepest respects to the great Saalumarada Thimmakka.

We have lost our mother of Trees, but her spirit remains with us. She continues to inspire us all to work toward environmental conservation, to plant trees in our communities, and to become the responsible citizens our planet desperately needs.

[Sridhar @jsridhar73]

@Geetashloks Har Har Mahadev

[Alessandro ⚓️ NO DM @KatanaHugo]

Just beautiful !!
#videos #morning #sunrise

[Massimo @Rainmaker1973]

A beautiful pond covered with vibrant hydrangea flowers.

From mid-June to mid-July, Amabiki Kannon Temple in Ibaraki, Japan, comes alive with colour—5,000 hydrangeas, 100 varieties and one peaceful pond full of floating flowers.
https://t.co/Nhj9lqBAwW

[Blake Burge @blakeaburge]

Underrated life advice: Own fewer things. Every item you buy is an item you manage. Physically or mentally. Clutter isn’t just in your closet. It lives in your head. When you lessen the load, you free your attention for what matters. Less stuff = less stress. Period.