a rude person cannot be a communist. communism requires you to build solidarity, trust & collective organisation. antisocial individualism is a product of capitalist culture. so anytime i see a "leftist" being needlessly rude on my timeline, i just know they be cosplaying on here
flight fares and hotel rent will skyrocket and the ticket prices are expected to be around 5-6k for nosebleeds.. and to invest that money without being sure about the stay and the way of travelling to the destination is another cost… i hope they come here in guwahati too😭🙏🏽
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Dr Mahendra Reddy GS, a Bengaluru surgeon, married dermatologist Dr Kruthika in May 2024.
Less than a year later, in April 2025, while Kruthika was staying with her parents, she complained of abdominal pain. She called Mahendra for help. Mahendra visited her with the calm assurance of a doctor and a husband and administered IV fluids as treatment. But hours later, she collapsed, unresponsive, lifeless, and declared dead on arrival at the hospital.
It appeared to be a sudden medical tragedy. The police, seeing no foul play, were ready to close the case. But Kruthika’s father and sister refused to let it rest, they demanded a post-mortem. Six months later, in October 2025, the forensic report shattered the illusion: traces of Propofol, a powerful anaesthetic, were found in her organs. The “treatment” Mahendra had given her was no treatment at all, it was a lethal dose disguised as care.
When police arrested him, a darker web began to unfold. In the months between his wife’s death and his arrest, Mahendra had been messaging several former girlfriends, attempting to reignite old flames. One of them, a Mumbai-based woman he had dated before marriage, revealed a horrific twist. Back in 2023, Mahendra had faked his own death, having his father tell her he had “died in a road accident,” abruptly ending their relationship.
After Kruthika’s death, he suddenly reappeared in her inbox, alive. She was shocked. He told her that he had always been in love with her and wanted to marry her, but an astrologer he believed had warned him that his “first wife would die within a few years of marriage.”
He claimed his faked death, marriage to Dr. Kruthika, and her death had all been part of that prophecy. Now, as a widower, he professed undying love and proposed marriage again. The woman, horrified and skeptical, blocked him. Furious, Mahendra sent her a chilling message via PhonePe: “I killed my wife for you.”
Mahendra was an intelligent, law abiding man, no criminal record, not even a trace of deviance. And that’s what makes it most unsettling. What drives such people, educated, composed, and seemingly rational, to cross the line into such mindless, calculated brutality? Hope this monster never walks free again.