I have compiled multiple clips from a programme on Subramanian Swamy's YouTube channel featuring Gitanjali Angmo — co-founder of the Himalayan Institute of Alternatives, Ladakh. In it, she calls for removing "secular" from the Constitution, wants Sanskrit as the national language, endorses the Ram Mandir and a "Hindu Rashtra" and rejects the Aryan Invasion Theory.
If anyone has shown what it means for India to be a Vishwaguru, it is our Gen Z.
They have lived Sanatan Dharma, not preached it. Courage without hate. Strength without violence. Patriotism without blind obedience.
Unlike many of their counterparts across the world, they have shown that you can stand firmly against injustice without burning your own country down.
Maybe it's time the Hindu nationalist party learnt a thing or two from these young Indians about Hinduism, nationalism, and what it truly means to be a Vishwaguru.
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My request to all General Category
If you are going to student protest, please raise the issue of Reservations.
Use this opportunity. This is your time.
Honoured to receive The Order of the White Double Cross (1st Class) in Bratislava this evening. My gratitude to the people and Government of Slovakia for this honour, which belongs to the 140 crore people of India. I dedicate this award to the enduring friendship between India and Slovakia.
@PellegriniP_
This is how Amit Shah was welcomed in Shillong, Meghalaya.
People were simply disgusted with the VIP culture of blocking all roads because of Amit Shah’s Visit.
आर्थिक तूफ़ान सर पर है, और हमारे प्रधानमंत्री इटली में टॉफ़ी बाँट रहे हैं!
किसान, युवा, महिलाएँ, मज़दूर और छोटे व्यापारी सब रो रहे हैं - PM हंसकर रील बना रहे हैं, और BJP वाले ताली बजा रहे हैं।
यह नेतृत्व नहीं, नौटंकी है।
How It Felt to Be Indian Then
It wasn't paradise. Let's be honest about that first. The India of the seventies and eighties had its own griefs. Its severe shortages, its slow bureaucratic processes, its deep and old wounds around caste.
Nobody should romanticise it into something it wasn't. But there was something in the air then, something that's harder to name, now that it's mostly gone.
People didn't carry religion like a weapon. A Muslim neighbour was just that. A neighbour, someone who lent you things, whose children ran through your courtyard. The minority wasn't made to feel like a guest in their own country, at least not in the horrible daily way it happens now. Caste was cruel even then, but it has been for centuries.
There was peace. Not perfect, not unbroken, but genuine enough. When violence came, it came and then it went. It didn't live with you. Rapists were not garlanded. That sentence should not need to be said, and yet.
Hope was the word then. Ordinary people, not only politicians and newspaper columnists, actually believed India was going somewhere. You could feel development the way you feel a slow tide rise. The world was watching, and we thought we knew where we were headed. That belief was not artificial pride or patriotism. It was there because it was genuinely there.
The people who governed were not embarrassments. They had seen things, read things, suffered things. Much more educated. They arrived at their offices carrying some sense of what a nation owed its people. Corruption existed, of course, but was shunned. Not rewarded. Shamefulness existed. Punishment still happened to powerful people sometimes.
Something about shared struggle made people more empathetic towards each other. When everyone had a few rupees, you don't pause to check someone's caste before helping them. There was a generosity that felt ordinary then, not an abnormal value. Mutual respect.
The land was different. Walk into a forest and it was a forest, not ravaged by tourists and industrialist. The rivers had something resembling life. The air in most cities was simply air, not a lung problem you had to manage. Plastic existed but hadn't yet filled every ditch and hillside and riverbank. Things were repaired. Tins were saved. Nothing was disposable because nothing was meant to be used and just thrown. Many had a second life. The word organic had not been invented as a premium category. It was just how food was.
People were humble. Not all of them, not always, but enough. There was a certain civility in how most people moved through the world. Nobody was performing to impress. The thinking was slower and more honest, less of clever manipulations. Something like innocence.
Religion meant something private then. It lived inside homes, inside the chest. You went to your place of worship and you came back changed, quietly. At Eid or Diwali or Dussehra or Chritmas or Gurupurab you went to your neighbour's home and ate their food and it was fine, it was good, it was just life. You hugged each other. The idea that your god required you to frighten someone else's would have seemed, an obscenely insane thought.
The news was news. One hour in the evening. A calm voice telling you what had happened in the world. If a journalist lied, it was a scandal, not a was to increase TRP. No shouting debates, no propped up party spokespeople. No cringe graphics and idiotic repeats.
Traffic had a logic to it. The roads weren't kind exactly, but they weren't crazy either. People moved through them as through a shared agreement. You let someone merge sometimes. The horn was used with purpose. People knew when to use the high beam. Nobody blared music in the car. There were no such speakers.
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VIDEO | Balasore, Odisha: A family carried a woman's body on a bicycle for 15 kilometres to police station to protest against police inaction in a murder case linked to a land dispute.
The idea of asking the median upper middle class man in Delhi to put the common good ahead of status signalling is probably what preceded the fall the every single emperor.
From 2014 to 2020, the BJP kept sweeping state after state, nobody questioned the outcomes. We accepted the results because the national mood was clearly pro-BJP and it was visible on the ground as well.
The reason people are now questioning the authenticity of the elections is that, by 2024, Modi had hit a slump. His popularity began to decline, and people started moving toward regional forces. Even staunch BJP supporters could be seen calling out the party’s failures. Yet, somehow, the BJP is now winning more than it ever did during its peak of 2014-2020
They wouldn’t have been able to achieve this without deleting voters across various states, a process they began immediately after the shock of 2024. So no matter how much the analysts try to justify the results, it won’t make the outcome any more convincing.
The only NRIs who have returned to India from the USA are the ones who were either unemployable or were escaping the law. Every other reason they provide to save face is complete and utter bullshit.