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The 2000’s were so bad that people forget how many terror attacks happened. In 2005 IISc was the specific target of a terror attack. A professor even died in the firing.

Black Indians they don't want to show you

On April 6th 1930, after a 241 mile march over 24 days, Mahatma Gandhi walked into the Arabian sea and picked up a handful of salty mud. “With this,” he announced, “I am shaking the foundations of the British Empire.” And he did! The Dandi Salt March culminated on this day 96 years ago, after commencing from the Sabarmati ashram at 6.30 a.m. on March 12, 1930. A 61 year old Gandhiji, staff in hand, led 78 satyagrahis who represented a cross-section from the entire nation. The march had commenced even after a brutal crackdown by British authorities. Sardar Vallabhbhai Patel who had been preparing the villagers all along the route had been arrested at Ras on March 7. Undeterred, 75,000 people attended a mammoth meeting on March 9th the sands of the Sabarmati. Here, they passed a resolution in the form of a vow in Gandhiji's presence to tread the same path Sardar Vallabhbhai had trod. The British were quick to react. Nehru was arrested on April 14th, and then in early May they arrested Mahatma Gandhi at Darsana, picking him up at the dead of the night to avoid being gheraoed by his devoted followers. But the British knew that the wheels that had been set into motion would only now stop with India's independence.

Exactly, southern languages (Telugu, Kannada, and Malayalam) are over 80% Sanskrit, the remaining is its derivative Prakrit. There is nothing much of a language left once you takeoff Sanskrit out of Kannada/Telugu/Malayalam. Malayalam is actually 90 Sanskrit- it was called necklace of gems arranged (Manipravalam) with Sanskrit. Anybody that believes these artificial colonialist theories is brainwashed.

There's a Tamil word called Kalai to describe a certain kind of look. Superficially, it's about beauty, but it's essence is a lot more, referring to a radiance that comes through from within. Any respectable painting depicts Gods with Kalai. Ramayana movie cast has zero Kalai.

Rama is the greatest of all time because he lived a life where the choices he made were always in the benefit of the greater good, duty over desire, and sacrifice over self. His legacy continues to enhance and empower humanity over time and bring the belief in the goodness of the human spirit to resolve all conflict and bring peace to the world. Namit Malhotra’s Ramayana Directed by Nitesh Tiwari In cinemas worldwide Ramayana Part 1 Diwali 2026

Karnataka Forest dept sends expert team of 12 members to capture rouge elephant in Arunachal Pradesh. 12 member expert team from Karnataka has been sent to track & relocate a rogue elephant responsible for multiple human casualties in Arunachal Pradesh's Tirap district over the past two years. The operation will also involve the use of kumki elephants and thermal drones for effective tracking and safe capture of the animal. Arunachal Forest officials stated that the initiative aims to mitigate the ongoing human-elephant conflict in the region and prevent further loss of life.

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The Sarigua Desert of Panama Daytime temps can reach up to 110F

Sunday Storytime: The Ghost at Nathu La. Let us begin with the fact of the boots of a soldier… the boots of Sepoy Harbhajan Singh. Every morning, at the shrine between Jeep La and Nathu La at somewhere above 14,000 feet on the Sikkim-Tibet border, where the air is the colour of nothing and the cold comes in off the Tibetan plateau like a debt collector who has been waiting a long time, a soldier polishes a dead man’s boots. He polishes them to the standard the Indian Army requires of its living. He sets them beside the bed where the dead man’s sheets are turned back with military precision. He presses the dead man’s uniform and hangs it from its hook. He steps back, perhaps he salutes, perhaps he doesn’t … the gesture is between him and whatever it is he believes is in that room…and then he goes on with the rest of his day. By evening, the boots are muddy. By morning, the sheets are crumpled. [..] Now. You can believe what you like about this. You can call it mass delusion or institutional mythology or the psychological infrastructure of an army that needs its dead to mean something more than the cold arithmetic of death. You would not be wrong. But you would not be entirely right either. Because the question that interests me is not whether Baba Harbhajan Singh is or isn’t present in that shrine. The question that interests me is what it costs a man to do what those soldiers do … to make that bed, to polish those boots, to tend the living quarters of the dead and to mean it. To do it NOT out of habit… NOT out of orders, but out of the specific and undefendable conviction that the man is there…that the man is listening and that the man will know if the boots are not properly done. [..] That costs something. To believe that deeply at that altitude…in that cold … with the Chinese two hundred meters away across a wire that has moved several times in living memory…that… that, my friend is not superstition. That is a form of courage that the secular West has almost entirely lost the language to describe. [..] Sepoy Harbhajan Singh was 22 years old when the glacier stream took him on October 4, 1968, near Nathu La Pass, Sikkim. He was escorting a mule column. This was one month after the Battle of Nathu La, in which 88 Indian soldiers and 340 Chinese soldiers died in four days of fighting so brutal .. and so pointless that both governments spent the next thirty years pretending it had never happened. Harbhajan Singh survived the battle, but he did not survive the stream. He was twenty two years old. Think about what 22 means. It means the body is at its absolute maximum…the lungs are deep, the legs are strong, the mind is sharp with the particular sharp clarity of a young man who has not yet had enough time to start making compromises. It also probably means he had not yet been married or if he had been married, the marriage was still new enough to still be a kind of astonishment. It probably means his mother was probably still living. It means there were things he intended to do. He fell into the stream. The cold at that altitude does not allow for any negotiation. The cold at 14,000 feet in October is not the cold of a difficult winter morning in NYC. It is the cold of a place that does not particularly care whether you live or die…it is the cold that has watched ten thousand years of men crossing its passes and has developed no opinion on the subject whatsoever. He drowned. This is where the army’s story should end. Casualty report filed. Effects sent home. File closed. But, my friends…instead, he began to appear in his comrades’ dreams. Contd 👇🏼