Pari Choudhury (PCMantra ✍🏻)

କିଏ କହିଲା ପ୍ରେମ ପୁଣି ଥରେ ହୁଏନି!!🤔 Orkut ଯିବା ପରେ facebook...ଆଉ ଏବେ ଏବେ twitter ସାଙ୍ଗେ ମୋର ଜବରଦସ୍ତ setting ଚାଲିଛି 🤭😜🙈 ଯୋଡ଼ିହେଇଯାନ୍ତୁ......💝 🤝🏻 #Oldone #AyearBack

@TPCentralOdisha @EnergyOdisha @KVSinghDeo1 ଆପଣଙ୍କୁ ଅନୁରୋଧ, ଯଦି ବିଜୁଳି କାଟ କରିବେ ତେବେ ପୂରା କାଟିଦିଅନ୍ତୁ। ପ୍ରତି ମିନିଟକୁ 2-3 ଥର କରି ଦିନ /ରାତି କାହିଁକି କାଟୁଛନ୍ତି। ଯେତିକି ସମୟ ବି ବିଜୁଳି ଆସୁଛି, ଭୋଲ୍ଟେଜ ଏତେ କମ ଯେ ଡିବିରୀ ଆଲୁଅ ଭଳି ଦିଶୁଛି। ଆପଣ ରାଜଧାନୀକୁ ବିଜୁଳି ମୁକ୍ତ କରିଦିଅନ୍ତୁ 🙏🏻

#କାହା_କଥା_ମାନୁନି_ଇସ୍କନ ଅମାନିଆ ଇସ୍କନ। ଦେଶ-ବିଦେଶରେ କରୁଛି ରଥଯାତ୍ରାର ଆୟୋଜନ । ଦକ୍ଷିଣ ଆଫ୍ରିକା ଓ ଆମେରିକାରେ ଅଦିନିଆ ରଥଯାତ୍ରା। ଗତ ଶନିବାର ଏହି ଦୁଇ ସ୍ଥାନରେ ରଥଯାତ୍ରାର ଆୟୋଜନ କରାଯାଇଥିଲା । ଆଉ ଏବେ ଉତ୍ତରପ୍ରଦେଶ ହାପୁର ଜିଲ୍ଲାରେ ଶ୍ରୀଜଗନ୍ନାଥ ରଥଯାତ୍ରା ସେବା ସମିତି ପକ୍ଷରୁ ଜୁନ୍ ୧୪ରେ ଅଦିନିଆ ରଥଯାତ୍ରା ପାଳନ ନେଇ ଚାଲିଛି ବ୍ୟବସ୍ଥା। ଯାହାକୁ ନେଇ ଶ୍ରୀମନ୍ଦିର ପ୍ରଶାସନ ଦୃଢ଼ ପ୍ରତିବାଦ କରିଛି। Srimandir Administration Protests Adinia Rath Yatra; Strong Objection by Chief Administrator Aravind Padhee || PrameyaNews7 #AdiniaRathYatra #JagannathTemple #Puri #OdishaNews #PrameyaNews7 #BreakingNews #OdishaBulletin #DailyBulletin #OdishaBreaking #RegionalNews #JagannathCulture #TempleTradition #OdishaUpdates #LawAndOrder #SrimandirAdministration #prameyanews7

@arunbothra @_quantumshiftx congratulation sir, happy anniversary💐

Met her in a train 29 years of ago. Train reached but the journey continues @_quantumshiftx

ଇଏ ହେଉଛନ୍ତି ୧୭ ବର୍ଷ ବୟସ୍କା ଇପ୍ସିତା ଷଡଙ୍ଗୀ । ସେ ଗତ ୧୪ ମାର୍ଚ୍ଚ ୨୦୨୬ ଠାରୁ ନିଖୋଜ ଅଛନ୍ତି। ସେ ଭୁବନେଶ୍ୱର ଭରତପୁରର ଜଗନ୍ନାଥ ବିହାରରେ ରୁହନ୍ତି। ତାଙ୍କ ଉଚ୍ଚତା ୫'୩"। ରଙ୍ଗ ଗହମ। ତାଙ୍କ ସମ୍ପର୍କରେ ସୂଚନା ପାଇଁ ଭୁବନେଶ୍ୱର ପୋଲିସ ୨୫୦୦୦ ଟଙ୍କା ପୁରସ୍କାର ଘୋଷଣା କରିଛନ୍ତି। ସୂଚନାଦାତାଙ୍କ ପରିଚୟ ଗୋପନ ରଖାଯିବ। 1/2

That’s why crocodiles have existed on Earth for over 200 million years 🐊 In some parts of Indonesia, crocodiles imitate drowning victims, waiting for humans to come closer before attacking them😭😂😂🙌

@TPCentralOdisha Thank you. 💐

@Pari_Choudhury Ma’am, we are happy to inform you that the issue has been resolved. Hope you aren’t facing any more issues. If you’re still facing any issues kindly let us know. Thank You.

@TPCentralOdisha It's been more than 12 hours since we registered a complaint last evening regarding power supply issues. No one has contacted us, no updates provided. Your customer care service is completely dissatisfactory, we are blank and clueless. #TPCODL #TataPower

@TPCentralOdisha I understand, but have understood how difficult it is after a hectic job day you ended up with no water scarcity, low charge, mosquito night, no sleep, no food, no drinking water. It is already 11 am sir ji. So you motivate us to set our mind for a rural life in BBSR!

@Pari_Choudhury Ma’am, the concerned team is already looking into the matter. Request you to please allow us some time to resolve this matter.

Strong Publicity, Poor Service= TATA POWER 🙏🏻 @TPCentralOdisha

@TPCentralOdisha we are now facing water scarcity as our pumps aren't working, disrupting our daily life. This is unacceptable service from Tata Power. Kindly resolve the issue immediately and provide proper communication.

@BijayKumarBhuy6 @Sushreedas11 Are you joking

@Sushreedas11 @Pari_Choudhury When BBSR became a village 🤔

It is really sad that, with this standard of service, TATA power discoms are getting A and A+ certificates from the Ministry of Power.

@Pari_Choudhury Summer has not started yet. Hope all goes well. Bhubaneswar is not the capital anymore. Feeling like we r in village 🤢

@TPCentralOdisha ଆଜ୍ଞା କେତେବେଳେ ବିଜୁଳି ଆସିବ?

@Pari_Choudhury ମ୍ୟାଡାମ୍, ଘଟଣା ସମ୍ପର୍କରେ ଆମେ ସମ୍ପୃକ୍ତ ବିଭାଗକୁ ଅବଗତ କରିସାରିଛୁ । ଦୟାକରି ଆପଣ ସହଯୋଗ ରକ୍ଷାକରନ୍ତୁ ।

@TPCentralOdisha ଦୟାକରି ଆପଣଙ୍କ ରାତ୍ରି ସିଫ୍ଟରେ ଥିବା କର୍ମଚାରୀଙ୍କୁ ଆମ supply check କରିବାକୁ ପଠାନ୍ତୁ। ଆମେ ଅଫିସ ରୁ ଫେରି ବିନା ବିଜୁଳିରେ ହନ୍ତସନ୍ତ ହେଉଛୁ। ପିଇବା ପାଣି, ମୋବାଇଲ ଚାର୍ଜ ବି ନାହିଁ, ମଶା ରକ୍ତାତ କରିଦେଲାଣି ଅଭିଯୋଗ ନମ୍ବର - 5013784486

@TPCentralOdisha ଆପଣ ଦୟାକରି ବିଦ୍ୟୁତ ଯୋଗାଣ କାଟର କାରଣ କୁହନ୍ତୁ. ସାହିରେ ଅନ୍ୟମାନଙ୍କ ବିଜୁଳି ଥିବା ବେଳେ ଆମର କାହିଁକି ଦିନ ରୁ କାଟିଛନ୍ତି?

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ଆଇକନିକ୍ ଓଡ଼ିଶା ଆଦର୍ଶ ବିଦ୍ୟାଳୟରେ ୨୦୨୬-୨୭ ଶିକ୍ଷା ବର୍ଷ ରେ ନବମ ଶ୍ରେଣୀରେ ନାମଲେଖା ନିମନ୍ତେ ଅନ୍ ଲାଇନ୍ ପଞ୍ଜୀକରଣ ପ୍ରକ୍ରିୟା ଚାଲୁଅଛି। ଯୋଗ୍ୟ ଆବେଦନକାରୀ bseodisha.ac.in କିମ୍ବା oav.edu.in ୱେବସାଇଟ ମାଧ୍ୟମରେ ଆବେଦନ କରିପାରିବେ। ଆବେଦନ କରିବାର ଶେଷ ତାରିଖ ୧୦.୦୩.୨୦୨୬।

It was 3 pm at Swargadwar cremation ground in Puri. Sabyasachi, 35 years old, who was a Vice President in a big software company in America, came straight from the airport to the cremation ground. His father, Pradipta Mishra, 75 years old, had passed away the previous night. Sabyasachi was holding an expensive laptop bag and wearing Ray Ban glasses. He looked very busy and kept checking his watch again and again. Tarun from Moksha Event Management, a funeral service company, was standing there. He had arranged everything. The wood was ready, the priest had been called, and Pradipta Mishra’s body was bathed and prepared. Sabyasachi arrived. He looked at his father’s face. Two drops of tears fell from his eyes. He asked Tarun, “Mr Tarun, is everything ready? I have to catch a return flight at 6 pm. I have an important meeting tomorrow. Please finish this quickly.” Tarun was shocked but quietly nodded. The rituals were completed. Sabyasachi lit the funeral fire. Smoke rose into the sky. Then he took Tarun aside and took out his checkbook. He said, “Tarun, thank you. You arranged everything well. What is your bill? Fifty thousand or one lakh? Tell me the amount, I will write the cheque now. I cannot come again. Please also take care of the ashes.” Tarun smiled strangely and said, “Sir, there is no need to pay. Your bill has already been paid.” Sabyasachi was confused. “Already paid? Who paid? Did my uncle pay?” Tarun replied, “No sir. Five years ago, your father came to our office. He was very sick and could hardly walk. He asked us, what is your package? Will you manage everything so that my son does not face any problem?” “We explained everything to him. That same day he deposited fifty thousand rupees in advance. He also gave me this letter. He told me, when my son comes, give him this letter. And if he does not come, you perform my last rites.” Tarun gave the letter to Sabyasachi. With shaking hands, Sabyasachi opened it. In his father’s weak handwriting, it was written: “Dear Sabyasachi, My son, I know you are very busy. In America you may not even get time to breathe. I know when you hear about my death, you will be worried. Will I get leave? Will I get a ticket? What about my meeting? These questions will trouble you. Son, your time and career are very important. I raised you so that you can win the world. Do not suffer loss for the body of an old man. That is why I have arranged everything for my death in advance. I have already paid this organization. They will manage everything. If you come, good. If you do not come, I will not be angry. I have only one request. When you were small and I dropped you at school, I never left your hand. Today when you light my funeral fire, may your hand not shake. Return soon. Your wife will be waiting. Yours, Baba” After reading the letter, the checkbook fell from Sabyasachi’s hand into the mud. In that cremation ground, where the sound of burning wood was heard, Sabyasachi’s pride and career also turned into ashes. He fell on his knees. “Baba, forgive me, Baba.” He held Tarun’s feet and cried, “Tarun, I do not want to go back to America. I want to stay with my father. I earned crores of rupees, but in the end I became a beggar. My father was thinking about my meeting even at the time of his death, and I was paying for his last rites?” That day Sabyasachi did not catch his flight. He sat the whole night in front of the burning pyre. Because in the end he understood: Prepaid can be for a SIM card. But a father’s love is never prepaid. A father’s love is endless, and no money in the world can repay it. Lesson: No matter how big you become in the world, no matter how much money you earn, when the parents who once changed your clothes need you at the end of their life, do not turn your face away. Any company can perform the funeral. But tears cannot be bought from outside. Those tears should come only from blood relations.

@KishanMedia @ushapadhee1996 @AMITABHTHAKUR21 @iimcdhenkanal @IIMCAA @jp_mohapatra @drpatra @BiswobanditaS @BabyBaisakhi @SmrutilagnaN @apradhan1968 Congrats Buddy 🩷

Receiving an appreciation letter from @ushapadhee1996 Ma’am is not merely a moment of pride—it is a moment of reflection on what purposeful leadership truly looks like. At a time when administrative responsibilities are vast and demanding, she never allowed hierarchy to dilute humanity. Even while transitioning to higher responsibilities, she consciously took time to acknowledge the collective efforts of her team, ensuring that the momentum, discipline, and passion built over the years continue with undiminished energy. During her tenure in the Commerce & Transport Department, road safety was never treated as a routine government function—it was pursued as a moral responsibility. She consistently pushed the system to move beyond conventional approaches, focusing on new ideas, awareness, technology-driven and data-backed interventions, and humanity-based decision-making, along with capacity building and long-term structural reforms. I truly believe that in the coming 3–4 years, the State will clearly witness the life-saving outcomes of these decisions. She worked relentlessly to make road safety a serious concern and an integral part of good governance. What truly distinguished her approach was the courage to articulate and work towards a bold vision—zero road accident fatalities. To aspire for such an “impossible” goal requires not only conviction but also rare administrative courage. She explored every possible avenue to ensure that saving lives remained at the very centre of governance. Equally transformative was her commitment to inclusivity—particularly in creating employment opportunities and empowering women by increasing their participation in the transport sector. Initiatives like AMA SuVahak are poised to be genuine game-changers. On a personal level, this moment carries a quiet yet profound sense of nostalgia. Years ago, as a journalism student at IIMC Dhenkanal, I once received appreciation from her inside a classroom. At that time, it was encouragement for a student finding his way. Today, receiving an appreciation letter on behalf of the team for our professional work feels like a complete circle. Leaders like her leave behind more than files, schemes, or statistics. They leave behind institutions strengthened, teams inspired, and visions embedded into systems. The appreciation we received is huge for us—and it also comes with the responsibility to carry forward the same spirit, integrity, and commitment. Grateful. Humbled. Thank you so much ma'am🙏