Gauri J.

Wikipedia's anti-India, anti-Hindu bias must be exposed. #boycottwiki #boycottwikipedia

Attention New Yorkers 🚨 Make Diwali a State and School Holiday in New York. Diwali is celebrated by 225,000+ Hindus in NY, along with Sikh, Jain, and Buddhist communities. Urge your legislators to SUPPORT A3507 & A828 before the June 4 deadline. hinduamerican.org/community/advo…

BREAKING 🚨 U.S. resolution introduced by @CongressmanRaja condemns racist rhetoric and discrimination targeting Indian and Chinese Americans. At a time when both communities continue to face xenophobia, scapegoating, and harmful stereotypes, this marks an important step toward accountability and recognition. No American should be treated as foreign in their own country because of their ethnicity.

He was still at the beginning of his life. There is a story of a young warrior named Abhimanyu. He enters a complex battlefield formation called the Chakravyuha with courage shaped by training, trust, and a deep sense of dharma (duty), a responsibility larger than himself. He knows how to move into it. But not how to find his way back out. And once inside, the battlefield shifts in ways no one fully prepares him for. The formation closes around him. The paths he knew disappear. The support he expected is no longer within reach. He is left standing at the center of something vast and unfolding, where every direction looks the same, and every moment demands more than the last. Still, he does not turn away from what he believes he must do. He stands his ground in a situation no one should have to face alone, carrying forward even as the space around him becomes smaller, heavier, and more uncertain. What remains in this story is not the details of battle, but something quieter. The vulnerability of courage. The weight of dharma. The reality that even the bravest lives can be shaped by forces far beyond their control. He does not return home. And that absence is what lingers. On Memorial Day, we remember the countless U.S. service members who also stepped forward with courage, carrying the dharma (responsibilities) for their country. Many were young. Many had just begun imagining their futures. And all were part of lives that meant deeply to the people who loved them. We remember not only their service, but the life within it. The hopes, the names, the families, and the silence that follows loss. And we hold that memory with gratitude that words will never fully be enough to express.

“हम लड़ते-लड़ते मर जाएंगे, लेकिन हम बांग्लादेशी मुसलमानों को अरुणाचल प्रदेश में कभी बसने नहीं देंगे।” - अरुणाचल प्रदेश के आदिवासी

Brutal 😂🔥

@thegirdlengr Please donate to this organization any small amount, if you can. They do good work in trying to eradicate this evil called #FGM aka female castration! #EndFGM #EndFemaleGenitalMutilation

that part of the bush, when you die, it's your fault. The victim's fault - can you believe that? Since that day I have never been the same. I have even had two operations - for the births of my two children." #EndFGM 🙏🏽 #womansafety #WomensRightsAreHumanRights #WomensRights

to the custom there, it is taboo for a man to see you at that time. On the seventh day after the cutting, my middle sister died at the age of 14 … oh my God! I became distracted from real life. When my elder sister died the following morning, my world changed. You know what? In

there. When my elder sister wanted to urinate, she started bleeding. Overnight it became worse. On the fourth morning my middle sister started bleeding. It was shocking. We were miles from the nearest town, they could not take them to hospital or even seek medical help. According

from over my eyes. My aunt sat on my chest and then, they cut me. It's so painful it's impossible to bear. The even more upsetting part about it, is that they do these harmful things to babies as young as 7 days old. Then, they took me into a small room. My sisters were already

middle sister. I didn't see when they were cutting them and I was the last. My eyes were tied and my foster mum took my hand and led the way. They asked me to lay down, which I obviously did. Suddenly, I felt this unbelievable pain. I began fighting and managed to pull the cloth

my two elder sisters and I were taken to our aunt's place - my sisters were 16 and 14, and I was 13 at that time. My 16-year-old sister stood up and ran away but our mother was the one who chased her and brought her back in. She was the first one they cut; the second one was my

@thegirdlengr It's ridiculous that any kids are being cut in 2026. No excuses.

My #FGM Heartbreak💔 "I Survived But My Two Elders Sisters Bled To Death After We Were Circumcised - They Said, It Was Their Fault They Died!" Mrs Halimatu Recounts: "I was born in Liberia but was adopted by a Muslim couple from Sierra Leone when I was three years old. One day,

We live in a social media world where our minds are constantly being pulled in a thousand different directions. Notifications, endless scrolling, outrage, comparison, pressure to keep up. After a while, it becomes hard to tell what is actually nourishing us and what is simply exhausting us. But awareness is powerful. The more we understand how social media shapes our attention, emotions, and relationships, the more intentional we can become about protecting our peace, setting boundaries, and creating healthier digital habits. At last week’s webinar on Hindu Tools for Mental Health in Mental Times, our panelists explored how social media enables polarization and chronic stress.  This clip is a gentle reminder that you need to informed about what you are consuming on social media and give yourself a break. Watch the whole webinar and share this with someone is overwhelmed by social media. 👉f.mtr.cool/udheaqpsij

If your thumb is faster than your thoughts, you might be winning… It's time to take it back and time for a reset. 📱 We’re hitting pause on doomscrolling and tuning into something better: clarity, calm, and a little more intention online. Social media moves fast, but your mind doesn’t have to. What we see online isn’t just content; it’s carefully shaped, amplified, and optimized for attention. That’s why it’s easy to feel overwhelmed, reactive, or drained without even realizing it. Taking a step back isn’t about disconnecting from the world, it’s about reconnecting with your own sense of balance. A few small shifts can change everything: noticing what you consume, questioning what feels emotionally charged, and giving yourself permission to pause before you react or share. Over time, these micro-moments of awareness build a healthier relationship with your digital life, and a quieter, more grounded mind offline. Send it to someone who needs the reset. 👉 f.mtr.cool/qmdabjcwoj

Your brain was not designed for 7 hours of scrolling a day.  Every notification, doomscroll, outrage cycle, and comparison trap changes the way we think, focus, sleep, and relate to each other. And most of us do not even realize it is happening. Ironically, Hindu traditions have been warning about distraction, overstimulation, attachment, and mental restlessness for thousands of years.  At our webinar last Thursday with two of HAF's very own experts, Dr. Kavita Pallod, Seksharia, and Dr. Vijay Satnarine, “Hindu Tools for Mental Health in Modern Times,” we explored: how social media rewires the brain, why Hindu Americans face unique online pressures, and what “tech hygiene” actually looks like and how How Dharmic practices can help us reclaim attention, clarity, and peace Because logging off is not a weakness. Protecting your mind is a discipline. Enjoy JOMO (Joy of missing out)  instead of FOMO.  Watch the replay. Read our Social Media Detox Guide and send this to someone who needs a healthier relationship with their phone 👉 f.mtr.cool/gimjdfaqmh

to print out about 1000 copies and distribute them FREE to Kenya's communities and the environs - we intend to support the efforts of other #EndFGM advocates therein. The handbook is a 12-Page booklet. Kindly donate here: paypal.com/ncp/payment/U5…

My #FGM Torture🔥 "I Got Burnt As I Was Made To Sit On Fire To Heal From FGM!" Kaafiyo Farah Recounts: "I was 7 years old when they came to our home to cut me. It was a traumatic experience for me. Not only were my genitals cut and sewn up in the most horrific way, I also had to

@thegirdlengr @usa_g Please Dinate if you can ….The scourge of FGM is on the rise again and more victims are being butchered than ever …please dinate if you can 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

There was so much blood. It was worse than the pain of having FGM. After she cut me, the lady’s hands were full of blood. She used some cloth to stop the bleeding. She had to use three bed sheets and they were soaked. I locked the door. I didn’t want him to come in. I refused