In Lajpat, you can now pay ₹149/hr for someone to carry your bags, wait in food queues, walk you to the metro, find you a place to sit, and even set up a foldable chair.
interesting biz !!
Social media was meant to amplify brands. However, endless posting, trends, and noise will make people forget brands truly stand for. When every post tries to become a commodity, the brand starts losing meaning. Notes from branding elective at #nyuwagner#publicpolicy #2021
Money spent disproportionately on celebrity visibility alone cannot create relevance for a film festival. Real cultural movements come from authentic experiences, independent voices, and communities that feel ownership, not just famous faces on stage!
@prakash_MH12KA1@ksinamdar@ksinamdar your dedication to make this song two decades ago, instilled the thought that we should respect all languages, not just our mother tongue🙏🏽
Thanks to my school friend serving in Indian Air Force, I had the opportunity to witness an informal celebration marking completion of basic solo flying training by a batch of cadets, that also had few foreign cadets who did an advanced course in solo flying. Grateful experience!
His name was Manjunath Shanmugam.
He was an IIM Lucknow graduate.
He got a job with Indian Oil Corporation as a sales officer.
His territory was Uttar Pradesh.
He found that petrol pump dealers were adulterating fuel and cheating customers.
He reported it. He sealed the pumps.
On November 19 2005 a petrol pump owner shot him dead outside his office.
He was 27 years old.
The killers were convicted. Sentenced to life imprisonment.
His parents did not get compensation for 15 years.
His college created the Manjunath Shanmugam Trust in his name to fight corruption.
Some men die because they refused to look the other way.
India forgets them too quickly.
If your parents are 65 and above, please listen.
They are not going to tell you they are running out of time. That is not how they were built. They will wave you off, say they are fine, tell you not to worry, because they spent a lifetime protecting you from hard truths and they are still doing it now.
But time is not asking their permission.
Look closely the next time you see them, really look. The hands that once seemed so capable, the voice that used to fill a room, the eyes that still light up the moment you walk in, because you walking in is still, after all these years, one of the best parts of their day.
You are so busy becoming while they are quietly diminishing, and both things are happening at the same time and nobody talks about it.
The repeated stories are not a malfunction. They are what mattered most to them, they are trying to pass something to you before they go, so receive it.
One day you will be mid-sentence and suddenly remember the exact way they laughed, and it will stop you cold, and you would trade almost anything to hear it one more time in real time, not just in memory.
That day is coming, you do not know when.
So call, not when you have time, because you do not have time, nobody does, but call anyway, visit anyway, sit in the quiet with them and let it mean something.
Give them your presence while they can still feel it, not later.
Now.
A rare Tamil classic Ratha Kanneer (1954), directed by Krishnan-Panju & starring theatre legend M.R. Radha, has been added to the National Film Archive of India.
Aparna Subramaniam, Film Research Officer at @FTIIOfficial donated 8 jumbo reels (35mm) to @nfdcindia Managing Director Prakash Magdum in Pune, ensuring preservation of this culturally significant film.
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