Mrittika Saha

Editor | Proofreader | Teacher | Content Writer |
Sometimes a singer.
Your girl next door.

[Mrittika Saha @msaha851999]

Do you remember when you joined X? I do! #MyXAnniversary

[Mrittika Saha @msaha851999]

Do you remember when you joined X? I do! #MyXAnniversary

[Sonam Wangchuk @Wangchuk66]

I’m Not in good shape but not so bad either...
Rather than asking me to break my fast please join me on 20th July... Peaceful March to the Parliament.

#cockroachjanataparty #jantarmantar #cjpprotest #chalosansad

[Mrittika Saha @msaha851999]

Screenshot from an Instagram post.
Sharing here, since I found it relevant.

The page's name is mentioned in the photos, hence not a copyright infringement.

[Jadavpur University Press @ju_press]

Thrilled that two of our titles, Biplab Prashange, second in a series of Sartre’s works in Bengali , and Magadh by Shrikant Verma are in the longlist of the Oxford Bookstore Book Cover Prize. Congratulations to the designers, Trinankur Banerjee @trinankur and Rochishnu Sanyal!

[Kunal Kapoor @kapoorkkunal]

I’ve been flying for many year now, and it’s amazing how much the cockpit teaches you about life and work. Somewhere between 3,000 ft and cruise altitude, everything starts making more sense. The six lessons I’ve learnt from flying 🛩️

1/ A few millimetres on the joystick can change your entire direction. Same for life and work. 
Small inputs → massive outcomes.

2/ When things get rough, pilots trust the instruments, not their feelings. Founders should do the same with data. 

3/ Turbulence is uncomfortable, not dangerous. Most problems aren’t existential, they just feel that way when you’re in the thick of them.

4/ Takeoffs always feel like you’re running out of runway.
You’re usually not. You always have more space than the mind believes.

5/ The things that feel massive when you’re inside them shrink the moment you climb higher. Zoom out. Altitude fixes perspective better than therapy.

6/ Pilots sense a stall before it happens. In life and business too, the warning signs show up early, but our ego or emotions come in the way.

[Anupam Kher @AnupamPKher]

राजू, मैं और माँ !!!! 😳😂😂😂😂😂😂 #DulariRocks @RajuKher1

[Mohini Maheshwari @mohinimaheshwa]

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.

[NASA @NASA]

LIVE: See the latest images of comet 3I/ATLAS, the third object we've ever seen passing through our solar system from elsewhere in the galaxy.

We’re sharing what we know about this visiting comet, how we’re studying it, and what we can learn from it. https://t.co/3nAF1HmQ3S

[Mrittika Saha @msaha851999]

Good morning, World!
It's been a hot while since I tweeted something here. While people are tweeting really grave matters, I am just chiming in!

Should I tweet every day? Not that I have to meet some expectations.

How are you today, though?

[Vir Das @thevirdas]

For the ‘journalists’ who indicted Rhea Chakraborty, for ratings, without a shred of proof.

[anand mahindra @anandmahindra]

Take time out today (especially today) to cheer this victory!

It’s a historic triumph since India has beaten a European team, in Europe, for the first time since 1993

India 3 - 1 Switzerland

👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽💪🏽🇮🇳

(Video courtesy @ddsportschannel )

[sonu sood @SonuSood]

I stand with Punjab.
Anyone affected by these devastating floods is not alone. Together, we will help every single person get back on their feet.
If you need any kind of help, please don’t hesitate to message — we will do our best to reach out and support you in any way we can.
Punjab is my soul. Even if it takes everything, I will not back down.
We are Punjabis — and we do not give up.

[Mrittika Saha @msaha851999]

Posting this song amidst all the tensions.
Music doesn't have any boundaries, right?

This part of Jhol... has been composed with every ounce of heart and soul. The song itself is a piece of craft that deserves all the love. ✨️

[Mrittika Saha @msaha851999]

After almost 10 years on this platform, I decided to use it slightly.

I thought that I had nothing important to share here because people here discuss about the pressing matters at hand.

I, on the contrary, have a lot to say that I cannot say otherwise, in front of people.

[Mrittika Saha @msaha851999]

Thank you @jyotica_tangri for this gem of a song from Fukrey 2!

And apologies for singing it this bad. :p

[Jadavpur University Press @ju_press]

It is unusual for an Indian comic book to be published simultaneously in three languages. JUP is proud to publish the Bengali translation of CS Chellapa's 'Vadivaasal', drawn by @appupen and scripted by @perumal_murugan . The translators are @arunava and Yashasvi Arunkumar.

[Filmfare @filmfare]

BREAKING: As per reports, #SaifAliKhan was attacked by an intruder at his Bandra home during a robbery attempt. The incident reportedly occured around 2:30 am.

The actor has been hospitalised with multiple injuries.

Further details are awaited.

#News

[Mrittika Saha @msaha851999]

Do you remember when you joined X? I do! #MyXAnniversary

[Mrittika Saha @msaha851999]

Well, did not use X as much as one should. But here I am, almost a decade, huh?

Do you remember when you joined X? I do! #MyXAnniversary