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Middle Earth Katılım Şubat 2011
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Late Shri Manohar Parrikar Ji once narrated his ordeal.
"I'm from Parra, a village in Goa, so we're called 'Parrikars.' My village is famous for its watermelons. When I was a child, the farmers there held a 'Watermelon Eating Contest' in May, after the harvest. All the children were invited and asked to eat as many watermelons as they wanted.
Many years later, I went to IIT Mumbai to study engineering. Then I returned to my village after 6.5 years. I went to the market to look for watermelons. But they were gone. The ones I found were very small.
I went to meet the farmer who used to hold the 'Watermelon Eating Contest.' Now his son had taken his place. He still held the contest, but there was a difference. When the old farmer offered us watermelons to eat, he would ask us to spit the seeds into a bowl. We were forbidden to chew the seeds. He was collecting seeds for the next crop.
We were, in effect, unpaid child laborers.
He would keep his best watermelons for the competition, using them as the best. He obtained good seeds, which produced even bigger watermelons the next year. When his son arrived, he thought the larger ones would fetch a higher price in the market, so he started selling the larger ones and keeping the smaller ones for competition. The next year, the watermelons grew smaller, and the next even smaller. A watermelon generation lasts one year.
In seven years, Parra's best watermelons were wiped out. In humans, a generation changes every 25 years. In 200 years, we will realize the mistakes we were making in educating our children.
Selecting good seeds, that is, talent, is a huge task in itself. Due to irrelevant ideas and useless things, our good watermelons will go to market, leaving us with useless, inferior seeds.
We must think about this in today's context.

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So so so happy for @swapan55 da today. Remember him being one of the only conservative thinkers in India at an era when there were none.
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A big thank you to every member of the @ndtv and @ndtvindia team for their tireless effort in bringing the network’s election coverage together.
This is a new team. We are still finding our feet. This was only the second election we’ve done as a unit—and the competition is already feeling the heat.
Heartfelt gratitude to all our viewers for joining us on this big day. Thank you for trusting us with your time.
We will work even harder to ensure that our coverage of the next election is better still.
Good night.

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I don't watch news TV on other days, but can never miss @sardesairajdeep on an election results day.
His biases aside, he is the best results day analyst and news presenter. No doubt.
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In Ben-Hur: Judah (Charlton Heston), exhausted in the desert, is silently given water by Jesus—only his silhouette is visible, his face hidden.
No dialogue, yet the performance transitions from despair to hope with compelling force. William Wyler's cinematography creates a powerful sense of sacredness.
A simple moment that becomes the foundation for a journey of forgiveness—and one of the greatest film scenes in histor
Love Classical Music and Movies 🎺🎻💖🎥🎬@AlexTran677026
Name a 10/10 scene
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Él es K9 Valor, salvó la vida de 47 soldados, sobrevivió a un primer terrorista suicida y mató a 3 más, diente contra cuchillo, luego se posicionó entre una explosión y su controlador.
La mitad de su cara quedó destrozada, perdió su ojo y oreja izquierda. Lo llevaron a Alemania donde parcialmente le reconstruyeron la mandíbula.
El Pentágono le otorgó La medalla de honor del congreso y un aplauso y ovación de más de 8 minutos. Un verdadero héroe.

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Left behind in Kabul. Alone. He waited 47 days.
K-9 Chaos was not a dog who did his job. He was a dog who had DECIDED, completely, permanently, without reservation, that Lieutenant Marcus Webb was coming back for him. No matter how long it took.
At Hamid Karzai International Airport, Kabul, on the morning of August 30th, 2021, a three-year-old Belgian Malinois sat in an empty aircraft hangar. The last American plane had left six hours ago. The evacuation was over.
Chaos had been left behind.
Not intentionally. The chaos of the withdrawal. The panic. The rush. Webb had been separated from Chaos during the final evacuation. Put on a different plane. Told Chaos would be on the next flight.
There was no next flight.
Chaos survived the first day alone. Waiting at the hangar where Webb had left him.
Chaos survived the first week. Scavenging food from abandoned military supplies.
Chaos survived 47 days in Taliban-controlled Kabul. Alone. Hiding. Waiting.
Because Chaos survived on the belief that Webb wouldn't leave him forever.
Back in the United States, Webb was losing his mind. Filed reports. Called congressmen. Contacted rescue organizations. Went on the news.
"I left my dog in Afghanistan," he said on CNN, his voice breaking. "I left my brother. And I'm going to get him back."
The military said it was impossible. Kabul had fallen. Taliban controlled the airport. No way to extract a dog.
Webb didn't care about impossible.
He contacted Pineapple Express, a veteran-run extraction operation. Gave them Chaos's last known location. Sent photos. Videos. Anything that could help.
For 47 days, Webb didn't sleep. Didn't eat properly. Just waited for news.
On October 16th, 2021, his phone rang.
"We found him," the voice said. "We found Chaos."
A rescue team had infiltrated Kabul. Used Webb's intel. Found Chaos still at the hangar. Still waiting. Forty-seven days later.
Chaos was emaciated. Dehydrated. Traumatized.
But alive.
The extraction took three days. Smuggling Chaos out of Taliban-controlled territory. Through checkpoints. Through danger.
But they got him out.
On October 19th, 2021, Chaos landed at Dulles International Airport. Webb was waiting on the tarmac.
When they opened the crate, Chaos didn't move. Stared at Webb like he was seeing a ghost.
"It's me, brother," Webb said, kneeling down. "I came back. I promised I'd come back."
Chaos stepped out slowly. Walked to Webb. Collapsed into his arms.
The reunion video went viral. Seventeen million views in three days.
But what people didn't see was what happened after.
For six months, Chaos wouldn't sleep unless Webb was in the room. Wouldn't eat unless Webb fed him. Wouldn't go outside unless Webb went first.
"He's terrified I'll leave him again," Webb said in an interview. "And I don't blame him. I left him once. In the worst place. At the worst time. He waited 47 days for me. And I'll spend the rest of my life making sure he knows I'm never leaving again."
Three years later, Chaos still sleeps with his head on Webb's chest. Still follows him everywhere.
Still making sure Webb doesn't disappear.
K-9 Chaos. Survived 47 days alone in Kabul. Extracted by heroes. Reunited with his handler. Home.
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"I am in fact a Hobbit in all but size. I like gardens, trees, and unmechanized farmlands; I smoke a pipe, and like good plain food (unrefrigerated), but detest French cooking; I like, and even dare to wear in these dull days, ornamental waistcoats. I am fond of mushrooms (out of a field); have a very simple sense of humor (which even my appreciative critics find tiresome); I go to bed late and get up late (when possible). I do not travel much".
― J.R.R. Tolkien

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