ReVoLt
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ReVoLt
@sanch219
aGaInSt ThE cLoWn ShOw
New Delhi, India Katılım Aralık 2009
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@sandipsabharwal Why large caps and semi large caps are not performing in the rally?
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वोट चोरी से कभी सीटें चुराई जाती हैं, कभी पूरी सरकार।
लोकसभा के 240 BJP सांसदों में से, मोटे तौर पर हर छठा सांसद वोट चोरी से जीता है। पहचानना मुश्किल नहीं - क्या उन्हें BJP की भाषा में “घुसपैठिए” कहें?
और हरियाणा? वहाँ तो पूरी सरकार ही “घुसपैठिया” है।
जो संस्थाएँ अपनी जेब में रखते हैं, जो मतदाता सूचियों और चुनावी प्रक्रिया को तोड़-मरोड़ देते हैं - वो ख़ुद “remote controlled” हैं।
उन्हें असली डर सच्चाई का है। क्योंकि निष्पक्ष चुनाव हो जाएँ, तो आज ये 140 के पास भी नहीं जीत सकते।
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@IndiaNewGen Modi lived his old age well at the cost of crores of young tax paying youths. Whole young generation has given their youth for him to live his dream life. Sad reality 😞
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@ramprasad_c Yes, hiding behind morality is a better escape than discussing rigged election
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I have watched enough elections to grow cynical about them. Wins and losses don't mean that much after a while. One party replaces another. The machinery changes hands. The rhetoric stays the same. You start to wonder if any of it really matters.
The Bengal result cut through that cynicism.
Ratna Debnath, the mother of the young doctor raped and murdered at RG Kar Medical College in 2024, contested from Panihati on a BJP ticket. This was a TMC stronghold. She won by over 28,000 votes. She did not campaign on ideology or party loyalty. She campaigned on justice.
Rekha Patra, a homemaker from Sandeshkhali who spoke out against the violence and harassment women faced under local TMC leaders, won from Hingalganj. A woman with no political background, no resources, no machinery. She stood up, and the voters stood with her.
These are not typical electoral victories. These are people who were wronged by the system, who had every reason to retreat into grief or silence, and instead walked into the arena and beat the very machinery that failed them.
Elections produce winners and losers every cycle. That is routine. What is not routine is when the victim becomes the verdict. When the ballot becomes the instrument of accountability that the courts and the administration could not deliver fast enough.
This is what elections are supposed to do. Not just transfer power but settle a moral account. Bengal result made me less cynical about elections
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@RahulGandhi Can't you organise a movement where common citizen can participate
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Some in the Congress, and others, are gloating about TMC’s loss.
They need to understand this clearly - the theft of Assam and Bengal’s mandate is a big step forward by the BJP in its mission to destroy Indian democracy.
Put petty politics aside. This is not about one party or another. This is about 🇮🇳.
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Assam and Bengal are clear cases of the election being stolen by the BJP with the support of the EC.
We agree with Mamata ji. More than 100 seats were stolen in Bengal.
We have seen this playbook before:
Madhya Pradesh.
Haryana.
Maharashtra.
Lok Sabha 2024 etc
चुनाव चोरी, संस्था चोरी - अब और चारा ही क्या है!
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PM set to embark on 5-nation visit
In May, expected to travel to UAE, Netherlands, Sweden, Norway and Italy May 15-21 thehindu.com/news/national/…
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@GitaShlokas_ Shantanus wife. She asked Bhishm to abduct Shakunis sister for Dhrutrastra marriage.
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Confessions and realities
42M, 55LPA
I am a 42-year-old man with a senior job in IT. I have a house in Chennai, a supportive wife, and two children. On paper, everything about my life looks perfect. I have achieved all the things society says a man should achieve.
In my twenties, life felt different. I had friends to spend time with. We would hang out at Marina Beach and Besant Nagar beach, watch movies at Rohini, Udayam, and Kasi theatres, and ride around Mount Road on my RX100.
In my thirties, I had colleagues to talk with over tea breaks. We would discuss apartments, onsite trips, and share random stories about life and work.
But now, in my forties, life has turned into a quiet routine. My phone rarely rings for anything personal. Most calls are about office work, bank alerts, or someone from home asking me to pick up milk on the way back.
The loneliness of a man in his forties is unusual. I am not physically alone, but I often feel like a machine.
When I enter my home, I am simply “Appa.” I am the person who pays school fees, fixes the Wi-Fi, and handles repairs. My wife is busy with her work and the kids. My children are teenagers now, living in their own worlds and their own rooms. They love me, but they mostly see me as the person who provides comfort and stability. They no longer see me as an individual.
At the office, I am the senior person. I am expected to have all the answers. I cannot tell my team that I feel tired. I cannot tell my boss that I sometimes struggle to keep up with new technologies. I must appear confident and strong, even when I quietly worry about the future.
Sometimes I drive home slowly from work just to spend a few extra minutes in the car. I listen to songs from my college days.
For those fifteen minutes, I am not a manager or a father. I am simply myself again.
I realize that I have not had a real conversation about my feelings with anyone in years.
My old friends now exist mostly as names on WhatsApp. We send “Happy Birthday” or “Congratulations” messages, but rarely talk. When we meet at weddings, our conversations revolve around our children’s grades or the cars we drive. We never talk about what we actually feel.
The hardest part is that I cannot even complain. If I tell my family that I feel lonely, they look confused and say, “But we are all here with you.”
They do not understand that a person can be surrounded by people and still feel like they are on a desert island.
Society teaches men that if they provide money and security, they have succeeded in life.
But no one teaches us how to deal with the silence that comes with it.
I have built a beautiful life for everyone around me, but sometimes it feels like there is no space left for me inside it.
And maybe… this is what life in your forties feels like.
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I travelled through Great Nicobar today.
These are the most extraordinary forests I have ever seen in my life. Trees older than memory. Forests that took generations to grow.
The people on this island are equally beautiful - both the adivasi communities and the settlers - but they are being robbed of what is rightfully theirs.
The government calls what it is doing here a “Project.” What I have seen is not a project. It is millions of trees marked for the axe. It is 160 square kilometres of rainforest condemned to die. It is communities that have been ignored while their homes have been snatched away.
This is not development. This is destruction dressed in development’s language.
So I will say it plainly, and I will keep saying it: what is being done in Great Nicobar is one of the biggest scams and gravest crimes against this country’s natural and tribal heritage in our lifetime.
It must be stopped. And it can be stopped - if Indians choose to see what I have seen.
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@prabhakarkudva But not an easy task to identify the middle, left and right of the mkt.
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