Αυτή η ανοησία και η κακοήθεια συνεχίζεται και ενημερώνω ότι πλέον όσοι την αναπαράγουν θα αντιμετωπίζουν τις συνέπειες του νόμου. Δεν έχει καμμία απολύτως σχέση ο Διοικητής της 6ης ΥΠΕ, που είναι οικονομολόγος με τον ιατρό στο Κολωνάκι. Πρόκειται περί συνωνυμίας! Αμάν πια με την χυδαιότητα ορισμένων εδώ μέσα. Είπαμε να μισείτε τον Μητσοτάκη αλλά όλα έχουν και ένα όριο
When 740 children died at sea and every country said "no," one man—who had reason to remain silent—said "yes."
The year was 1942.
The ship drifted in the Arabian Sea, like a floating coffin. There were 740 Polish children on board. Orphans. Survivors of Soviet labor camps, where their parents had died of the flu or starvation. They had escaped through Iran, but a more terrible punishment awaited them.
No one would accept them.
The British Empire—the most powerful power of its time—refused entry to port after port along the Indian coast. "It's not our responsibility. Sail away."
Almost finished with food. No medicine. Time was running out.
Twelve-year-old Maria held her six-year-old brother's hand. She had promised her dying mother to protect him. But how do you protect someone when the whole world turns on them?
And then news came to the small palace in Gujarat.
The ruler was Jam Sahib Digvijay Singhji, Maharaja of Navanagar. In the royal system, he was just a minor prince. The British controlled the ports, trade, and army. He had every reason to obey and remain silent.
When his advisors told him that 740 children were stranded at sea after the British refused to take them to any port in India, he asked one question:
"How many children are there?"
"Seven hundred and forty, Your Majesty."
He paused and calmly said:
"The British may control my ports. But they do not control my conscience. These children are docked at Navanagarh."
The advisors warned him:
"If you challenge the British—"
"So I will stop. "
He sent a message to the ship: You are welcome here.
When British officials protested, the Emperor remained firm.
"If the strong refuse to save the children," he said.
I, the weak, will do what you cannot.
In August 1942, the ship struggled to enter Navanagara harbor under the blazing summer sun.
The children walked like ghosts—exhausted, blank-eyed, many too weak to walk. They had learned to hope for good. Hope had turned dangerous.
The Maharaja was waiting for them on the dock.
Dressed simply in white, he knelt down to be at their eye level. Through interpreters, he spoke words they had not heard since their parents died.
"You are no longer orphans.
You are my children now.
I am your Bapu—your father."
Maria felt her brother's handshake. After months of rejection, these words seemed surreal.
But he was serious.
He didn't build a refugee camp.
He built a home.
In Balachadi, he created something amazing—a little Poland in India. Polish teachers who understand trauma. Polish food flavored with memory. Polish songs in an Indian garden. A Christmas tree under a tropical sky.
“Suffering tries to erase you,” he said. “But your language, culture, and traditions are sacred. Let's keep them here.” "
Children who were told they had no place in the world finally found a home.
They laughed again. They played again. They returned to school. Maria watched her brother chase a peacock in the palace garden, and her body remembered again what safety meant.
The Emperor used to visit them often. He remembered names. He celebrated birthdays. He watched high school plays. He comforted children crying for parents who would never return. He paid for doctors, teachers, clothing, and food—from his own wealth.
For four years, while the world was torn by war, 740 children lived not as refugees, but as a family.
When the war ended and it was time to leave, many wept. Balachadi became the only home they had ever truly known.
These children have grown and moved around the world—becoming doctors, teachers, engineers, parents, grandparents. And they have never forgotten.
Warsaw's Good Emperor Square appeared in Poland. Schools bear his name. He was awarded Poland's highest honor.
But the original monument wasn't made of stone.
It cost 740 lives.
Today, at 80 years old, they still gather. They tell their grandchildren about an Indian king who refused to turn compassion into political calculation.
Σήμερα ήρθε στο Νοσοκομείο μας για αφαίρεση ραμμάτων η Μαρία, 12 ετών, Ελληνοαμερικανίδα, που ζει στη Νέα Υόρκη. Φέτος το καλοκαίρι, η Μαρία ήρθε με την οικογένειά της για διακοπές στην Κεφαλονιά, τόπο καταγωγής του πατέρα της. Εμφανίζει χαμηλό πυρετό που επιμένει για 20 ημέρες.
Estos son los musulmanes del norte de África que torturaron y asesinaron a golpes a Louis, de 17 años, en Francia.
¿Deberían ir a la cárcel por todas sus vidas?
Cuando oigo a alguien hablar del griego como "lengua muerta" siento un profundo rechazo. Una lengua no deja de ser como un ser vivo en continuo movimiento, y lo que hoy entendemos por "griego antiguo" o "moderno" no son más que simples fotogramas de un incesante río de voces y de ecos. Desde Homero hasta ese panhelenismo irisado de Cavafis. Me siento profundamente en deuda con estos nombres, y honrado de haber compartido tramos inolvidables de mi vida traduciéndolos e intentándolos rehacer (con mayor o peor fortuna) en mi lengua materna.
🔴DON’T LOOK AWAY
The Islamic regime is going to hang Saghar Gholami because she participated in the January protests.
She’s only 19.
This is pure barbarism.
Share this before they kill her.
ΝΑΙ ΝΑΙ ΝΑΙ .
Η κοπέλα η Αστυνομικινα που έχει στραπατσαρει ΑΠΟΛΥΤΑ και χωρίς να το επιδιώξει τον Αλητικό ΤΣΑΜΠΟΥΚΑ της πολιτικής βρώμοκουναβινας είναι το πρόσωπο αυτών των ημερών.Και δικαιολογημένα .
Θέλω τα στοιχεία της φώναζε η πολιτική Κοπριά .Πάρε προς το Παρόν τα ΚΑΚΚΑΛΑ της αρνητικής δημοσιότητας στον Απόλυτο βαθμό .
Μια εικόνα που άξιζε όσο εκατό χιλιάδες λέξεις σε τελείωσε πολιτικά και για πάντα
Ουστ Πολιτική Παλαβρα .
Σε ευχαριστούμε κοπελαρα μας για τον θαυμάσιο χαρακτήρα και τον επαγγελματισμό σου που τον προσφέρεις μέσα από την δουλειά σου .
Είναι η τελευταία φορά που μιλάω για σένα αλλά ξέρω θα είσαι εκεί έξω δίπλα σε όλη την ελληνική κοινωνία και με απλότητα και γνησιότητα θα προσφέρεις σε όλους μας τις υπηρεσίες σου .
Σε Καμαρωσαμε και σε Αγαπάμε .Σχεδόν όλοι οι Έλληνες .Παρακαλώ όσοι θέλουν να κάνουν κοινοποίηση αυτής της ανάρτησης .Πρέπει να τιμήσουμε όλοι οι φίλοι και ακόλουθοι μου αυτή την αστυνομικό .
Ο μακελάρης σταθμάρχης των 57 παιδιών είναι ΚΑΙ αυτός ελεύθερος σε κατ’ οίκον περιορισμό. Πουθενά δεν θα δείτε τη φάτσα του πραγματικού φονιά στα media για την τραγωδία.
Να ο λόγος που η ακαδημαϊκή κοινότητα συνεργάζεται με το Ισραήλ.
Διεθνής έρευνα υπό ισραηλινή ηγεσία, με επικεφαλής τον Shady Farah, αποκαλύπτει ένα «ζωντανό» εμφύτευμα που ανιχνεύει τα επίπεδα γλυκόζης και απελευθερώνει ινσουλίνη αυτόματα, με ακρίβεια και σε συνεχή βάση.
Χωρίς ενέσεις ή αντλίες. Μόνο βιολογία σχεδιασμένη να σκέφτεται μόνη της.
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