Paresh C Patel

@GaonPrahari गुजराती में इसे " डुंगरा" कहते है। इसमें से प्याज़ के बीज मिलते हैं।

99% शहर वाले इसे नहीं पहचान पाएंगे। क्या आप उन 1% में हैं? पहचानो तो जानें🤔 शहर की चकाचौंध में रहने वालों ने तो शायद इसे सिर्फ किताबों में देखा होगा, लेकिन जिसने मिट्टी से जुड़कर वक्त बिताया है, उसे पता है कि ये क्या है। ​यह सिर्फ एक पौधा नहीं, किसानों की मेहनत और आने वाली फसल की उम्मीद है। यह हर किचन की सबसे जरूरी सब्जी का 'जन्मदाता' है। ​कमेंट में बताओ इसका नाम क्या है? देखते हैं कितने देसी लोग जुड़े हैं यहाँ 👇

Today, India takes a defining step in its civil nuclear journey, advancing the second stage of its nuclear programme. The indigenously designed and built Prototype Fast Breeder Reactor at Kalpakkam has attained criticality. This advanced reactor, capable of producing more fuel than it consumes, reflects the depth of our scientific capability and the strength of our engineering enterprise. It is a decisive step towards harnessing our vast thorium reserves in the third stage of the programme. A proud moment for India. Congratulations to our scientists and engineers.

@IRCTCofficial @RailMinIndia could you please confirm if the #rescheduling of tickets is available or in plans? The #AI replies show it's already available, even mentioning steps to utilise the feature! I wasn't able to see in the app for travel in June.

In 2003, a German film crew followed a nomadic family in Mongolia's Gobi Desert. The film, The Story of the Weeping Camel, was nominated for an Oscar. A mother camel had rejected her newborn after a brutal two-day labour. Without her milk, the calf would die. The family knew one option. They sent their two young sons on a journey across the desert to find a musician who could perform a ritual called Hoos, a chanting ceremony passed down for centuries specifically for this moment. The musician came. The ritual was performed. The mother camel wept real tears and turned to her calf for the first time. The film crew had gone to document a way of life. They had no idea they would capture that. UNESCO added the Hoos ritual to its Intangible Cultural Heritage list in 2015, alongside flamenco, the Mediterranean diet, and the art of Neapolitan pizza making.

@ThumsUpOfficial mfg 27/02/26 and label of offer that is valid till 28th Feb 2026! So on the day it is manufactured, it would be supplied, transported and sold to the end consumer within 48 hours. Either very strong confidence on consumption OR #unplannedprocess for labelling?

@Autowaaleh_Bhai at around 1: 10pm in the afternoon, how is the fare calculated? We have the tarrif card for distance wise. Enlighten on how to calculate the wait time addition. 3:21 is the wait time here

A railway company in Japan once ran out of money to pay a stationmaster. So they gave the job to the cat who lived outside the station. She wore a custom made hat, worked for cat food, and saved the entire line. Her name was Tama. She was a calico cat who had spent her days sitting near the entrance of Kishi Station in Wakayama Prefecture, Japan, greeting passengers anyway. When the company destaffed the station in 2006 to cut costs, the president visited to discuss what to do about the stray cats living nearby. He looked into Tama's eyes and later said they conveyed a sense of purpose as strong as any of his employees. He made her stationmaster. Within a month passenger numbers rose by seventeen percent. People began travelling from across Japan just to see her. Tourists arrived from other countries. A French documentary crew came to film her. The station was eventually rebuilt in the shape of a cat's face. In her eight years as stationmaster Tama contributed an estimated one billion yen to the local economy. She was promoted four times. She eventually held the title of Honorary President of the railway. The only female in a senior position in the entire company. When she passed away in 2015 over three thousand people attended her funeral. She was given the posthumous title Honorary Eternal Stationmaster and enshrined at a nearby Shinto shrine as a goddess. The position of stationmaster at Kishi Station is still held by a cat today.

@RailMinIndia @RailMadad Where is the option to get a paper ticket from #RailOne app? It goes to unreserved e-ticket, & has 2 options :"outside stn" (paperless) and "at stn" (scan QR), but no option to choose source station manually if I want to book before reaching station!

Ever wondered how astronauts stay fresh in space? Of course you have — it's one of the questions I get asked most. So let's settle it once and for all. The short answer: there are no showers up here. The long answer: personal hygiene in microgravity is a surprisingly elegant little science experiment. It starts with this unassuming bag. Inside sits a washcloth pre-loaded with disinfecting shampoo — compact, efficient, and decidedly unglamorous. Add water, and the cloth becomes fully saturated. Tear open the bag, and you've got yourself the world's most expensive sponge bath. Once you're done, the towel goes to its designated spot, where the moisture it holds gets pulled into the station’s water reclamation system — because in space, not a single drop goes to waste. So no, it's not a hot shower after a long day. But for 250 miles above Earth, it gets the job done. Interestingly, did you notice I left my phone suspended mid air for some time. You do not need a mobile holder in Space. #shux #space #axiom4 #shubhanshushukla #india

If you've never seen this, it's a must-watch.

When the Government of India announced the Padma Shri for Dr. Tapan Kumar Lahiri, the protocol required him to travel to Rashtrapati Bhavan in New Delhi to receive the honor from the President. ​However, Dr. Lahiri was hesitant to go. His reasoning was simple: "If I go to Delhi, who will look after my patients in the OPD?" For him, a day away from the hospital wasn't a holiday; it was a day his patients—many of whom traveled from Bihar and rural UP—would go untreated. Finally he did go given the prestige associated with the event. Who is Dr Tapan Lahiri? Dr. Tapan Kumar Lahiri is a legendary Indian cardiothoracic surgeon and professor commonly referred to as the "Saint of BHU". Dr. Lahiri has done FRCS and MCh and working in BHU. ​Dr. Lahiri’s commitment to the poor is extraordinary. In 1994, when his salary (including allowances) exceeded ₹1 lakh, he stopped taking it entirely, directing the university to use the funds for the treatment of underprivileged patients. After retiring in 2003, he continued this practice with his pension. He keeps only enough to cover two simple meals a day and donates the remainder to the BHU patient fund. Even in his 80s, he has been known to walk to the hospital at 6:00 AM daily, carrying a simple bag and a black umbrella, to check on his patients. As he says ​"With the grace of Lord Vishwanath and Maa Annapurna, I will keep serving patients till my last breath."

@Indian_Analyzer What about e-sim?

🚨 BREAKING: WhatsApp to enforce SIM-binding from March 1 App will work only if the registered SIM is physically present & active in your phone 👉🏻 WhatsApp Web sessions to AUTO LOGOUT within 6 hours ~ No using WhatsApp with a number if that SIM isn’t in your device

@MeghUpdates What about e-sim?

🚨 BIG BREAKING From March 1, 2026, messaging apps like WhatsApp, Telegram and Signal will work ONLY if the REGISTERED SIM is INSERTED and ACTIVE in the user’s phone. Modi Govt REFUSES to extend the deadline, citing NATIONAL SECURITY.

When 740 children were condemned to the sea and the world said “no,” one man said “yes.” The year was 1942. In the Arabian Sea, a ship drifted like a floating coffin. On board were 740 Polish children—orphans, survivors of Soviet labor camps where their parents had died of hunger, disease, and exhaustion. They had escaped through Iran, but the worst still lay ahead: no one wanted them. Port after port along the Indian coast, the British Empire—the greatest power of the time—shut its doors. “Not our responsibility. Sail away.” Food was running out. Medicines were gone. Hope itself had become dangerous. Twelve-year-old Maria held the hand of her six-year-old brother. She had promised her dying mother she would protect him. But how do you protect someone when the whole world decides he does not deserve to live? Then the news reached the small palace of Navanagar, in Gujarat. The ruler was Jam Sahib Digvijay Singhji—a minor prince in a British-dominated empire, with no army, no real control over the ports, and no obligation whatsoever to act. His advisers told him: — “Seven hundred and forty children are trapped at sea after the British refused to take them.” He asked calmly: — “How many children?” — “Seven hundred and forty, Your Highness.” There was a brief silence. Then he said: — “The British may control my ports. But they do not control my conscience. Those children will dock at Navanagar.” They warned him: — “If you defy the British…” — “Then I will face them.” And he sent the message that saved 740 lives: “You are welcome here.” In August 1942, the ship entered the harbor under the merciless summer sun. The children disembarked like shadows—too weak to cry, trained by suffering to expect nothing. The Maharaja was waiting for them on the dock. Dressed in white, he knelt to meet the children at eye level and, through interpreters, spoke words they had not heard since their parents died: — “You are no longer orphans. You are my children now. I am your Bapu—your father.” And he did not build a refugee camp. He built a home. In Balachadi, he created a small Poland on Indian soil: Polish teachers, food that tasted of memory, childhood songs, classrooms, gardens, and a Christmas tree beneath the tropical sky. — “Suffering tries to erase you,” he told them. “But your language, your culture, your traditions are sacred. Here, they will live.” For four years, while the world burned in war, those children lived not as refugees—but as family. He visited them, remembered their names, celebrated birthdays, comforted those who wept for parents who would never return. He paid for doctors, teachers, clothing, and food from his own fortune. When the war ended and the time came to leave, many wept. Balachadi was the only true home they had ever known. Today, those children have become doctors, teachers, parents, and grandparents. In Poland, squares and schools bear the name Jam Sahib Digvijay Singhji. He received the country’s highest honors. But his true monument is not made of stone. It is 740 lives. And they still tell their grandchildren the story of an Indian king who, when the entire world closed its doors, looked at suffering and said: “They are my children now.”

@siszinei @pickover "γ₁ = first locking → the equatorial great circle (one disc) γ₂ = second harmonic → orthogonal meridian (second disc) γ" But we are talking about surface area and not volume and circumference. So we should not fit the disc "inside", rather wear it.

What if the sphere’s surface area being exactly 4 times the area of its great circle disc wasn’t just a neat geometric coincidence… but a deep whisper from the Pure Time equation itself, where the “4” is the fingerprint of the first four Riemann zeros locking the phase of the universe’s wavefunction? Let’s go full speculative, poetic, and a little mystical — exactly the vibe for late-night thoughts. In Euclidean geometry, the surface area of a sphere is 4πr², and the area of one great circle disc is πr². So yes, the sphere’s skin is precisely 4 times the area of four such discs. Archimedes already knew this in ~250 BC and proved it with exhaustion methods. It feels almost too perfect, right? Like the universe insisted on that factor of 4. Now, imagine this through our Pure Time lens, where everything is a vibration of the universal wave ψ governed by: iℏ ∂ψ/∂t = ℏπ ψ + g |ψ|² ψ Here, π is not just a circle constant — it’s the eternal baseline heartbeat of time itself, the floor frequency that nothing can go below. And the Riemann zeros (γ₁ ≈ 14.1347, γ₂ ≈ 21.022, γ₃ ≈ 25.010, γ₄ ≈ 30.424…) are the stable phase-locking nodes, the places where waves “stick” and create what we perceive as structure. What if the “4” in 4πr² is the universe telling us that the first four zeros are the minimal stable harmonic shell needed to close a spherical surface in phase space? γ₁ = first locking → the equatorial great circle (one disc) γ₂ = second harmonic → orthogonal meridian (second disc) γ₃ + γ₄ = the two additional “twisted” directions that close the sphere (third and fourth discs) The sphere isn’t a 3D object floating in space. It’s the minimal topological object whose phase can be coherently wrapped around the first four Riemann zeros without phase mismatch. g |ψ|² viscosity “glues” the wave across those four nodes → the surface becomes self-supporting, closed, and exactly 4 times the projection of one node (the disc). The factor 4 is not arbitrary. It is the smallest integer where the interference of forward/reversed arrows (the i term) can form a stable, non-singular closed manifold in the critical strip. Archimedes didn’t discover a theorem. He discovered the first four zeros whispering how to close a sphere. And the deeper mystery? Why four? Because the Euler product over the first four primes (2·3·5·7 = 210) already encodes the dominant low-lying zero structure that defines stable curvature in 3+1 dimensions. The next prime (11) would require a higher-dimensional closure — that’s why we don’t live in 5 visible spatial dimensions. So late at night, when you stare at a sphere and feel that eerie perfection… you’re not just looking at geometry. You’re looking at the universe counting its first four zeros to make sure it doesn’t fall apart. Pure speculation, but damn if it doesn’t feel like the cosmos left us a love note in the shape of every ball, every planet, every drop of water. The sphere isn’t round because of math. Math is round because of the sphere — and the four silent zeros holding it together. What number do you think the universe is trying to whisper to you next? Attention!!!! Pure speculation, not proven science. #PureTime #RiemannZeros #SphereMystery #CosmicMath

Mathematics. Have you ever wondered -- late at night, as part of your most mystic thoughts -- why a sphere's surface area is EXACTLY four times the area of four discs with the same radius? The mystery continues....

The double slit experiment has haunted physicists for over 200 years. When you shoot a single photon through two slits in a barrier, it doesn't choose one hole. It goes through both simultaneously, interferes with itself, and lands on the screen as a wave pattern, as if the particle somehow knew both paths existed and took all of them at once. The moment you place a detector to watch which slit it goes through? The wave pattern vanishes. The photon suddenly behaves like a solid particle. The act of observation collapses the quantum superposition into a single definite reality. Physicists called this "wave-particle duality" and for generations, we treated it as a quirk of space. A particle's relationship with physical barriers, physical gaps, physical measurement. What just happened changes the entire frame. Researchers didn't use slits carved into a material. They used slits carved into time itself — ultra-short switching windows in the electrical properties of a material, flickering on and off at trillionths of a second. Light passed through these temporal gaps the way it would normally pass through spatial gaps. And the interference pattern still appeared. Not across space. Across frequency. Sit with that for a moment. The wave behavior of light, the phenomenon we always associated with light spreading through physical space, reproduced itself in the time dimension. The photon interfered with its own past and future states the way it normally interferes across left and right positions. What this quietly confirms is something theoretical physicists suspected but had never demonstrated: space and time are not just mathematically symmetric in quantum mechanics. They are physically interchangeable in ways that produce identical quantum behavior. The "slits" are interchangeable coordinates. The universe doesn't distinguish between a gap in space and a gap in time when it decides how reality should unfold. The implications of that sentence are almost impossible to absorb without stopping completely. We built our entire intuition about quantum mechanics around the geometry of space — particles passing through openings, waves spreading outward, interference happening across a physical screen. Every textbook, every lecture, every thought experiment uses spatial metaphors because that's the dimension we experience as "real" and navigable. Time, by contrast, we experience as a river we're trapped inside — always moving forward, never able to go sideways in it. We don't experience temporal gaps the way we experience physical ones. A door has two holes, you can walk through either one. A moment in time doesn't seem to have "holes." Except for a photon, apparently, it does. The temporal slit experiment forces a deeply uncomfortable update to how we model light, matter, and information. If wave-particle duality operates across time the same way it operates across space, it means quantum superposition — that strange state of "being in multiple states simultaneously until observed" — is not just a spatial phenomenon. A particle can exist in multiple temporal states simultaneously. Its wave function doesn't just spread left and right. It spreads forward and backward in time. This connects to something that's been sitting at the edge of quantum mechanics for decades: the block universe theory. In Einstein's relativity, past, present, and future all exist simultaneously as coordinates in a four-dimensional spacetime fabric. "Now" is just the slice of that fabric you happen to occupy. Physicists who take this seriously argue that the reason quantum mechanics is so strange is that particles already operate in the full four-dimensional block — they're not choosing a path through space, they're tracing a path through spacetime, and what we call "probability" is our limited three-dimensional perception failing to see the complete trajectory. The temporal slit experiment edges us closer to that picture being literally, physically, measurably true. And then there's the measurement problem. The original spatial double slit experiment breaks your brain because the act of looking destroys the wave behavior. Nobody has fully agreed on why. Some say the observer collapses the wave function. Some say the detector entangles with the photon and creates decoherence. Some say the universe splits. The temporal version of the experiment opens a new front in that war. When you measure a temporal slit — when you try to determine which moment the photon passed through — does the interference across frequency collapse the same way interference across space does when you watch it? That experiment hasn't been done yet. The answer will either confirm that time and space are truly symmetric at the quantum level, or it will break the symmetry and reveal that time has a fundamentally different relationship with observation than space does. Either outcome rewrites something important. We think of physics experiments as things that happen in laboratories, relevant to scientists with particle accelerators and cryogenic equipment. But every foundational shift in quantum mechanics eventually rewires technology. The photoelectric effect sounded like a curiosity in 1905. It built every solar panel and digital camera in existence. Quantum tunneling sounded abstract. It gave us the transistor, and therefore every computer. Wave-particle duality operating across time opens the door to temporal interference as an engineering tool. Controlling how light and matter interfere across time gaps — not space gaps — could produce entirely new forms of signal processing, photonic computing, and quantum communication that don't currently exist even theoretically. The universe keeps revealing that the constraints we assumed were fundamental were just the limits of our instruments. Time always looked like a wall. Turns out it was a slit all along.

"Where there is a will there is a way"

@IRCTCofficial Already sent yesterday, any update?

@patelpareshc Sir, Kindly share user id, Irctc failed transaction id and mobile no preferably in Direct Message (DM) twitter.com/messages/compo…

@IRCTCofficial How to get refund of failed transaction while loading the eWallet? While depositing amount in eWallet, the amount was deducted from bank, however the page redirected to an error as in the image! Recently it is more of an headache than service- for which you charge.

@Houseofyogi Interesting! How would the pawn shops be taxed? Or antique collectors?

Unrealized gains tax for Gen-Z: You buy a Pokémon card for $50. Someone offers you $500 for it. You say no. You love that card. You're keeping it. The government says: "Cool, but that card is worth $500 now. You owe us $100 in taxes." You: "…I didn't sell it." Government: "Don't care. Pay up." You don't have $100 lying around. So you're forced to sell the card you love just to pay a tax on money you never received. Next month? That card drops back to $50. Your card is gone. Your money is gone. And the government shrugs. That's a wealth tax on unrealized gains. They don't pay you back the tax... Now picture this. Your mom calls you crying. She has to sell the house she raised you in. Not because she can't afford it. She's lived there 30 years. It's paid off. But some website says it's worth more now and the government says she owes $15,000 she doesn't have. So she sells your childhood home. The kitchen where she made you breakfast. The doorframe where she marked your height every birthday. Gone. To pay a tax on money that was never real. Now picture the opposite. Your dad put everything into his small business. For 20 years he built it from nothing. One year the business is "valued" at $2 million on paper. He owes a massive tax bill. He empties his savings. Sells his truck. Borrows money. Pays it. Next year the market crashes. His business is worth $200,000. He lost everything to pay a tax on a number that doesn't exist anymore. Does the government give him his money back? No. Does the government give him his truck back? No. Does the government care? No. They sold this idea as "taxing billionaires." But billionaires have armies of lawyers, offshore accounts, and trusts. They'll be fine. You know who won't be fine? Your mom. Your dad. Your neighbor with a small business. The farmer down the road who's had the same land for four generations and now has to sell it because dirt got expensive. You're not taxing wealth. You're taxing people for owning things. It's like getting a parking ticket for a car you might drive somewhere someday. They want you to own nothing and be happy. To fund the fraud, waste and abuse of the welfare state they created. There is enough money. More tax isn't needed. It's all a lie. But you've been gaslit into believing this is a rich vs poor debate. I hope you understand what's at stake.