1 kid is SC
1 Kid is ST
1 Kid is OBC
1 Kid is General
All living in horrible conditions, yet benefits are given only to some castes.
The day people demand better facilities instead of caste benefits, India has some hope.
> Judges are public servants
> PM & CM are public servants
> MPs & MLAs are public servants
> IAS & IPS officers are public servants
> Every govt official is a public servant
These lines should be written on first page of every NCERT textbook.
Enough of the slavery mindset!
Cancer patient was about to die. She pleaded. Her plea has been listed 57 times. The court has still not heard it. Teesta Setalvad was about to be jailed. She pleaded. Her plea was listed out of turn. The court heard it at midnight.
Cancer patient is dead. Teesta is alive.
#WATCH | AAP national convener Arvind Kejriwal says, "I watched an interview of Hardeep Puri on 2-3 channels. He was issuing some clarifications over the ethanol matter. He clearly said that no choice would be given to people...I would like to tell the PM that such arrogance is not good. This is dictatorship. When crores of people are raising their voices against it, it is the duty of a responsible Govt to listen to it. Listen to the people, this is not good."
(Video: Arvind Kejriwal/X)
This was heartbreaking to watch!
A woman in Aligarh died after stepping into electrified water on her way to her husband's shop.
You will never see a politician die like this - it is always the common citizen !
In UP's Hamirpur, a sub-inspector took lift from a truck driver. It is alleged that upon disembarking at a toll plaza, the sub-inspector proceeded to depart in his personal vehicle. The driver subsequently discovered that ₹20,000 were missing from his possession. The driver pursued the sub-inspector for approximately 13 kilometers and apprehended him. The money was recovered from within the sub-inspector's uniform.
She was an employee at a Bengaluru daycare. She saw babies being tortured, loaded on to washing machines, stuffed down toilet bowls. She complained. She was sacked. She became a whistleblower and exposed the horrific crimes. She should have been rewarded.
She has been arrested.
People get fined for overspeeding, wrong parking, no seatbelt and many other violations.
But no government official is ever punished for robbing citizens of their basic dignity on the road.
कुल भूमि स्वामित्व रिपोर्ट के मुताबिक, मध्य प्रदेश के मुख्यमंत्री मोहन यादव के परिवार और रिश्तेदारों के पास 245 प्लॉट में 335 एकड़ जमीन है।
• नीलेश यादव: 108 एकड़
• गोविंद यादव: 47 एकड़
• मोहन यादव: 17 एकड़
• सीमा यादव: 11 एकड़
• वैभव यादव: 17 एकड़
• शालिनी यादव: 10 एकड़
• नारायण यादव: 19 एकड़
• नंदलाल यादव: 17 एकड़
• कलावती: 17 एकड़
• अभय यादव: 16 एकड़
• रेखा यादव: 6 एकड़
• इस मामले में 4 रियल स्टेट कंपनियों का जिक्र हुआ है और इनमें बहुमत हिस्सेदारी सीमा यादव और मोहन यादव की है
• मोहन यादव की पत्नी सीमा यादव और पुत्र वैभव से 25 एकड़ जमीन जुड़ी है। वहीं, मोहन यादव की बहन कलावती की भाभी सुनीता से 47 एकड़ जमीन जुड़ी हुई है
• तीन अलग-अलग कंपनियों में परिवार के करीबी रिश्तेदारों की बड़ी हिस्सेदारी है
• मोहन यादव के मंत्री रहने और फिर मुख्यमंत्री बनने के दौरान कई सारे रोड प्रोजेक्ट्स इन जमीनों के आसपास से निकले
: @INCMP अध्यक्ष @jitupatwari जी
Rather long but I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did:
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I lack civic sense.
They can burn streets,
and vandalize a city after a championship game.
I dance at an airport excited about my first foreign trip, and suddenly I am the face of poor civic sense.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I steal jobs.
They move factories across oceans,
shift profits through tax havens.
I study, compete, earn a visa, work 18 hours a day, sometimes multiple jobs and somehow I am the one stealing jobs and scamming the system.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I am everywhere.
I build your software,
treat your illness,
teach your children,
drive your taxis,
and open your stores.
The world became a village,
yet my presence remains a problem.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I am too loud.
The evening news screams outrage.
The internet echoes with anger day and night.
I celebrate a wedding, a festival, a victory,
and I am told my joy is too loud.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I smell of curry.
The world smells of gunpowder,
of hatred,
of division,
of endless arguments about race and religion.
I carry the fragrance of spices from my grandmother's kitchen,
and somehow that is what offends.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I have no culture.
I come from a civilization that counted the stars
when much of the world was still learning maps.
I speak languages older than nations.
I celebrate hundreds of traditions,
yet I am told I have no culture.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I am backward.
I send missions to the Moon.
I build vaccines for millions.
I run companies across continents.
Yet a viral video of one fool becomes evidence against a billion people.
I am an Indian.
I celebrate my favorite actor's success
with flowers, music, and a few glasses of milk.
Others worship influencers who sell outrage, turn every disagreement into a battlefield, and every opinion into a war.
Yet my celebration is the one that makes headlines.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I gather in crowds.
We walk together in processions,
celebrating our faith, our culture, our traditions.
Everyone is welcome.
No shops are looted.
No neighborhoods are burned.
No one is threatened for thinking differently.
We sing.
We dance.
We pray.
And somehow our gathering becomes the problem.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I bring my culture everywhere.
I light a lamp in a foreign land.
I wear a saree in the snow.
I teach my children the language of their grandparents.
Others build walls between neighbors,
argue endlessly over identity,
and forget where they came from.
Yet I am told I should leave my culture behind.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I live in the past.
But my past gave me yoga,
mathematics, philosophy, meditation,
and the idea that the world is one family.
The future keeps borrowing from my past,
while telling me to be embarrassed by it.
I am an Indian,
and everyone says I should be ashamed.
Ashamed of my accent.
Ashamed of my food.
Ashamed of my festivals.
Ashamed of my traditions.
Ashamed of existing.
But I am not ashamed.
I am the child of farmers and philosophers,
scientists and saints, workers and dreamers.
*I come from a land that taught the world
that truth can be many-sided,
that all paths deserve respect,
and that the entire world is one family.*
*Yes, we have flaws. Every nation does.*
*But judge me by my actions, not by your stereotypes.*
For I am an Indian.
*And before you tell me what is wrong with me, look honestly at what you have normalized in yourself.*
For I am an Indian.
The world may mock my accent,
question my customs,
laugh at my celebrations,
and judge me through a thousand stereotypes.
*Yet I stand tall. For I belong to a civilization older than empires, a culture richer than prejudice, and a people whose spirit refuses to bend.*
For I am an Indian.
Comparisons are futile but for me one of India's greatest engineering achievements remains the 217 feet tall shadowless Brihadisvara Temple built by Raja Raja Chola I in 1010.
Crafted with giant interlocked stones and crowned by an 81 ton kumbam, it was built within six years.