This is @aakashibhatt and @shantanubhatt95
Dearest Dad,
This is the 8th Father’s Day we are spending torn apart from one another.
When people hear the word father, they often think of a provider, a protector, a parent. But to us, you have been infinitely more than that. You have been our friend, guide, mentor, our biggest inspiration, fiercest supporter, our moral compass, our strength … our very soul! Everything we are today, every value we hold, every conviction we carry, every ounce of courage we possess, begins with you!
Long before we understood the complexities of the world, we understood that if we wanted to know what courage looked like, we only had to look at you … If we wanted to know what integrity looked like, we only had to look at you … If we wanted to know what it meant to stand up for others, to defend those who needed defending, to speak when silence was easier and to persevere when surrender seemed tempting, we only had to look at you!
In these past years, Shan and I have watched lesser men, drunk on power make decisions that have profoundly and painfully altered the course of countless lives. We have watched men entrusted with responsibility choose self-preservation over courage... We have watched Men bending their principles to pressure and greed, choosing convenience over conscience, obedience over integrity, silence over truth and self-interest over justice.
And often, as I watched them, I found myself wondering:
What legacy will these men leave behind?
When history strips away their titles, their influence, their power, what will remain?
When their kin are old enough to understand, what will they tell themselves? What will they think when they look back upon their choices?
Will they speak proudly of men who remained silent when they should have spoken?
Will they admire men who bowed when they should have stood?
Will they celebrate men who traded integrity for advancement and conscience for comfort? who watched injustice unfold and chose silence because it was safer?
Or will they feel the unbearable weight of knowing, that when the moment came to stand for what was right, these men chose instead to kneel before what was expedient?
I do not know.
But what I do know beyond any doubt is that they will never know what Shan and I do …
They will never know the immeasurable privilege of being the children of a man whose character cannot be compromised, whose conscience cannot be intimidated, and whose spirit cannot be broken!
They will never know what it feels like to draw strength from a father whose life is a testament to courage!
They will never know the pride that surges through our veins when we speak his name!
They will never know what it is like to have a father who is not merely a hero to us, but to tens of thousands...
A man who chose principle over comfort...
A man who stood when others knelt...
A man who spoke when others remained silent...
A man who chose truth over safety...
A man who paid the heavy price for doing what was right!
Dad, you have always led by example …
You taught us that courage is not a dramatic act performed in a single moment of heroism, rather it is a habit … a way of moving through the world, a quiet refusal to compromise one's principles, even when compromise would make life easier. It is the willingness to stand alone when standing with the crowd would be safer. It is the ability to look adversity directly in the eye and refuse to surrender your humanity to it.
From you, we learned to never remain silent in the face of injustice, to fight for what is right, no matter the consequences, to face adversity with our heads held high, to walk into storms rather than run from them and to never allow the fire in our hearts and the courage in our souls to be extinguished.
You taught us that hope is not naïveté, rather it is defiance. It is the refusal to allow injustice the final word … it is the belief that truth survives even when buried, that justice survives even when delayed, and that goodness survives even when punished.
Children often search for heroes in books, films, and legends, but Shan and I never had to, because we were fortunate enough to grow up with ours … A hero in flesh and blood! A hero whose voice guided us …Whose example shaped us … Whose love sustained us. A hero we have the immense honour of calling our father!
Dad, you have, and you continue to inspire us, shaping our lives indelibly and forever. Since we were little, you filled our childhood with laughter, warmth, books, music, art, culture, curiosity, and wonder, unwavering in your efforts to introduce us to extraordinary role models. As you guided us through these incredible years of our lives, I wonder whether you ever realised that the person Shan and I have most wanted to become, ever since we were young, has always been, and will always remain, you!
For eight long years, we have been torn apart by cowardly, spine-less men. They’ve stolen away our precious years, celebrations, ordinary moments, memories, and irreplaceable time.But they have failed in the one thing they truly sought to destroy…They have failed to break your courage, spirit and resilience!
People often say greatness is measured by the lives one touches and the principles one refuses to abandon ….
By that measure, Dad, you are a giant!
The names of those who abuse power will eventually fade into oblivion.
But the names of those who stood against them will echo across generations.
Because, in the end, good, though battered and bruised, must triumph over evil.
Justice, though trampled by politics and power, must ultimately prevail
Truth, though persecuted, must emerge.
And it is my belief that you, Dad, will emerge from this stronger than ever!
Dad, you are not only our father … You are our hero … our NorthStar … Our Cornerstone!
Here's to a future where people find the strength to choose courage instead of subservience!
A future where conscience matters more than convenience, where integrity matters more than power, where truth matters more than fear!
Enough lives have been shattered, enough dreams have been trampled and enough futures have been sacrificed at the altar of political expediency!
The time for silence has long passed …. The time for courage has arrived.
And if there is one thing you have taught us, it is this:
That a single voice speaking the truth can echo louder than an army of cowards.
Here's to the day when these years are finally behind us, when distance is no longer measured in years, when celebrations are no longer marked by absence, and when we can simply sit together again, in the warmth of our home.
Here's to the day our family is whole again .... To many more years of laughter, love, arguments about books, terrible jokes, shared meals, listening to music and, as you would say, continuing to "build character."
Happy Father's Day, Dad!
We love you to infinity and beyond and we are immensely proud to be your children!!
Lots and lots of love,
Aakashi & Shantanu
#justiceforsanjivbhatt #FreeSanjivBhatt #EnoughIsEnough
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इंडिया गठबंधन की बैठक में लोकसभा नेता प्रतिपक्ष राहुल गांधी के भाषण को आप हिंदी में सुन सकते हैं।
राहुल गांधी ने साफ़ शब्दों में कहा की “ हम 2024 हारे नहीं हैं और 2029 हम पहले ही जीत चुके हैं ,,🔥🔥🔥
इसे सुनें और आगे भी शेयर करें।
I travelled through Great Nicobar today.
These are the most extraordinary forests I have ever seen in my life. Trees older than memory. Forests that took generations to grow.
The people on this island are equally beautiful - both the adivasi communities and the settlers - but they are being robbed of what is rightfully theirs.
The government calls what it is doing here a “Project.” What I have seen is not a project. It is millions of trees marked for the axe. It is 160 square kilometres of rainforest condemned to die. It is communities that have been ignored while their homes have been snatched away.
This is not development. This is destruction dressed in development’s language.
So I will say it plainly, and I will keep saying it: what is being done in Great Nicobar is one of the biggest scams and gravest crimes against this country’s natural and tribal heritage in our lifetime.
It must be stopped. And it can be stopped - if Indians choose to see what I have seen.
बनारस में सभी कट्टर BJP वोटर कसम खा रहे हैं कि वे अब कभी बीजेपी को वोट नहीं देंगे।
मेरा यकीन मानिए, भविष्य में सभी BJP वोटरों को अपने बच्चों को यह बताने में शर्म आएगी कि वे कभी BJP के समर्थक थे।
RSS and the General Body of the BJP should decide if Modi be retired and asked to live in Marg Darshan Mandal. Modi being a follower of Trump is a potential danger for Indian Democracy and the BJP.
"Happy New Year
Happy New Year
To all of you.
Always smile,
It's a joyful day...."
HAPPY NEW YEAR-2026
এই উপলক্ষে আপনাদের সবার সঙ্গে আমার লেখা ও সুর ��রা এবং ইন্দ্রনীল সেনের গাওয়া একটি গান শেয়ার করে নিচ্ছি।
This is Aakashi & Shantanu Bhatt,
Dearest Dad,
You turn 62 today … your eight birthday away from us, eight years of absence imposed not by fate, but by deliberate injustice.
Eight years in which we as a family have been living parallel lives, us inside prison walls with you, and you living vicariously through us ... physically separated but all the while connected with one another in heart and spirit, fighting for each other's happiness, being each other’s, strength, suit of armour and never ending resilience.
There are days when words feel inadequate, today is one of those days ... not because there is nothing to say, but because there is far too much. Too much loss carried in silence. Too much waiting that has stretched into injustice. Too much pain born from events that should never have been allowed to unfold. Too much that should never have happened to an upright officer who sacrificed his entire being to fight for justice for the victims of hate and violence.
Over these years, we have watched the slow violence of judicial injustice unfold, not as a single event, but as a continuous process. Trumped up charges created not for truth, but to silence the voice of truth. Procedures stretched until fairness collapsed under their weight. Time itself weaponised against you and against us. Each delay, each denial, each indifference extracting its price, emotionally, mentally and physically.
Despite it all, Dad, you have carried yourself through these years with a quiet dignity and strength that no verdict can diminish. While injustice has tried to define you through numbers, files, and false accusations, you have remained exactly who you always were, principled, brave, and unwavering. Even behind walls meant to confine you, your moral authority and courage have travelled freely, far beyond courtrooms, beyond prisons, beyond the reach of those who tried to bury it.
History will forget these excuse of men, who abused their power to silence your voice of truth, but you, Dad, will always be remembered as a man who chose conscience over comfort, truth over self-preservation, and courage over compliance … the one who stood firm when the cost was unbearable.
As your children, we have not been shaped by weakness or loss. We have been shaped by your example!
We have learned clarity from your clarity. Courage from your courage. And strength not as an act of survival, but as an act of defiance.
Let it be known … Ours is not a family defined by suffering, it is a family defined by resolve!
Every year of injustice, every year of separation, has only sharpened our focus. Every attempt to wear us down has strengthened our determination. We fight not emotionally, but strategically. Not loudly, but relentlessly.
Dad, please know, your sacrifice is not invisible … It is not futile, and it will not go unanswered!
There will come a day when the truth that has been suppressed will stand exposed. When history will ask who abused power, and who paid the price for refusing to surrender their conscience … and you will be remembered, clearly, deliberately, and permanently as a man of integrity who stood for truth when it mattered most.
Today, on your 62nd birthday, silence is no longer an option. While defenders of society were targeted, society looked away. Today, we call on it to wake up … to stand where it once retreated, to speak where it once stayed quiet, and to act for accountability and justice without delay.
The day isn’t far when you will walk free, vindicated, unbowed, and victorious! But till then, know this without doubt: you are not alone, not for a moment. We, your family and tens and thousands of your supporters stand right beside you … as your pillars of strength, unwavering, fearless, and unshakeable!
Dad, you will return home not as someone who quietly endured injustice, but as someone who confronted it, exposed it, and emerged undefeated!
And we promise, you will never be defeated …. Not Now .. Not Ever.
Wishing you a very Happy Birthday, Dad.
We love you to infinity and beyond!
Endlessly proud of you!!
Yours,
Aakashi & Shantanu
#justiceforsanjivbhatt #FreeSanjivBhatt #EnoughIsEnough
Deeply saddened by the passing of Shri Shamanur Shivashankarappa ji. A steadfast Congressman, he dedicated decades of his life to public service with unwavering commitment.
His contributions to Karnataka and to the Congress are immense and will be remembered with respect.
My heartfelt condolences to his family, friends, and supporters.
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