Shweta N. Singh

Late Goodbye.

[Tenzing Lamsang @TenzingLamsang]

This gets worse.

So not only did the US Navy fire two missiles and kill three Indian sailors they refused to rescue the 24 Indian crew despite saying they are on fire, the vessel is sinking and that they are an all Indian crew.

The Omanis rescued them.

[Shashi Tharoor @ShashiTharoor]

Deeply devastated by the tragic news from the Gulf of Oman. Three innocent Indian civilian seafarers — Patnala Suresh, Shivanand Chaurasiya, and Aditya Sharma — have lost their lives following a targeted US precision military strike on the commercial oil tanker, M/T Settebello.

These men were not combatants. They were civilian mariners doing their jobs, caught in the crossfire of a geopolitical standoff.

I strongly support the Government of India's swift and firm response in calling out this unacceptable overreach. By summoning the US Chargé d'Affaires to lodge a strong protest and forcefully raising the matter at the United Nations, New Delhi has made it clear that Indian lives are not acceptable “collateral damage”.

While the US enforces its maritime blockade, it must cease and desist from targeting commercial civilian infrastructure and crews. A military strike on an engine room, knowing civilians are on board, is unjustifiable.
Global maritime forces have plenty of non-lethal methods to intercept, redirect, or board non-compliant vessels. Resorting to missile strikes that kill civilian crews must stop immediately. Freedom of navigation must apply to the safety of the sailors who power global trade. I hope india firmly demands this of its US interlocutors since practically every ship in those waters carries Indian crew.

Our deepest prayers are with the bereaved families. We stand with you. 🕉️ शांति!

[maf @therealmaf_]

My coworker died shortly after giving birth.

The doctors managed to bring her back twice before losing her.

That’s not even the saddest part.

A few months before she went into labor, our team was planning a baby shower for her.

She kept insisting we didn’t need to make a fuss.

Every time someone asked what gifts she wanted, she’d say:

“Just bring yourselves. I already have everything.”

After she passed, her husband came into the office to collect some of her things.

A sweater.

A framed photo.

A plant she kept on her desk.

Then he noticed the unopened baby shower gifts stacked in the corner.

Nobody knew what to say.

He just stood there staring at them.

Then he quietly said:

[Shweta N. Singh @sheweth_]

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[Divya Kumar Soti @DivyaSoti]

Solicitor General of India and top IAS officers unable to tell Supreme Court as to what is the quorum requirements of a Cabinet meeting. When asked they look at each other totally clueless. Sad reflection on the state of legal practice as well as bureaucratic standards.

[Jackie Daytona @swaggerjack]

Imagine being 55 years old and out of shape at Bondi Beach in Sydney, Australia on a Sunday evening eating some pasta and you just alpha a terrorist. Hero standing on business

[ℏεsam @Hesamation]

this professor explains Game Theory so well it makes you want to learn it now.

[Hariprasad Ramanathaganesan @TheHariprasad]

A former AAG is seeking alimony. Posting without comments.

[TENIOLA @Teeniiola]

I nearly got motivated 😂😂

[Physics In History @PhysInHistory]

“Man is the most insane species. He worships an invisible God and destroys a visible Nature. Unaware that this Nature he’s destroying is this God he’s worshiping.”

-- Hubert Reeves (1932 - 2023)

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces.
But I see everything.

Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments.

One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?"
"6:15," he said, confused.
"Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it."
He blinked. "You... you can do that?"
"I can now," I said.

Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?"
"Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing."
He cried. Right there in the parking lot.

Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic.
But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!"

"Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel."

He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us."

The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over."

Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it.

But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note,

"Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends"
People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket.
I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece."

So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones.

Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees.
It's not glamorous. But it's everything."

Let this story reach more hearts....

Credit: Mary Nelson

[‎Wojak Codes @wojakcodes]

if this resonates with you, I beg you to fight back and push through.

[Carl Jung Archive @QuoteJung]

One of my favourite Jungian quotes:

“The foundation of all mental illness is the unwillingness to experience legitimate suffering.”

[The Wolf Man @iTheWolfman]

He wanted to gently make fun of the size of his wife's water bottle🤣

[Buitengebieden @buitengebieden]

When two old guys mean the world to each other.. 🥺

[Buitengebieden @buitengebieden]

Two friends with the same level of intelligence.. 😅

[Nature is Amazing ☘️ @AMAZlNGNATURE]

sooo Every DADs are like this

[Shweta N. Singh @sheweth_]

TIL: Cleopatra bet with Mark Anthony over who could offer the most expensive meal. After Anthony's lavish feast, the Egyptian queen dissolved a huge pearl in vinegar and drank it, outspending him and winning the bet.

[The Leaflet @TheLeaflet_in]

Speaking to The Leaflet, senior counsel Rebecca John said that cross-examination, by its nature, is meant to be a physical exercise and the LG’s move was a “travesty of justice”. https://t.co/OnnJXbY5sA