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Dear Gurgaon,
Today I sit at my desk to write a letter to you, my love.
You embraced me when I played in your arms during the rain.
@dean.priya
#Gurgaon #Haryana #LoveLettersToIndia #LoveMyCity #ValentinesDay #ValentinesWeek
Today I sit at my desk to write a letter to you, my love.
You embraced me when I played in your arms during the rain.
@dean.priya
#Gurgaon #Haryana #LoveLettersToIndia #LoveMyCity #ValentinesDay #ValentinesWeek
Your green cover, birds chirping, women giggling while going to the well, and children playing in the pond. I miss that all.
The birds chirping was my alarm for the day; the giggling of the woman going to the well to fill water, the children jumping in the pond, I miss that all.
The birds chirping was my alarm for the day; the giggling of the woman going to the well to fill water, the children jumping in the pond, I miss that all.
Both of us have forgotten each other. Maybe I have failed you more than I used to love you.
The beauty you had when the corn used to grow was like your long hair, yours with the mustard flower on your long silk hair.
The beauty you had when the corn used to grow was like your long hair, yours with the mustard flower on your long silk hair.
"Shankar taught me to believe in love", says Lalita Bansi about her husband.
#StrongerThanEver #Sheroes #TrueLove #ValentinesDay #ValentinesDay2023 #ValentinesWeek
#StrongerThanEver #Sheroes #TrueLove #ValentinesDay #ValentinesDay2023 #ValentinesWeek
In 2012, Lalita's face was severely disfigured when her cousin threw acid at her over some minor argument at a family wedding in her home town of Azamgarh in Uttar Pradesh.
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So many surgeries later, too, my face was deformed.
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So many surgeries later, too, my face was deformed.
In need of a change, I moved from Azamgarh to Kalwa in Thane near Mumbai," says Lalita.
One day, Lalita dialled the wrong number. Or so she thought.
A fortnight after making the call, the Mumbai woman received a call back from the number.
One day, Lalita dialled the wrong number. Or so she thought.
A fortnight after making the call, the Mumbai woman received a call back from the number.
“Roses have their own language and are a classic choice when it comes to gifting," says Mukund Thakar, a floriculturist #Pune who launched the #PawnaPhulUtpadakSangh that helps farmers diversify their produce and earn in lakhs.
#FarmersFirst #Inspiration #ValentinesWeek #Flora
#FarmersFirst #Inspiration #ValentinesWeek #Flora
A progressive farmer and a role model for farmers, Mukund has provided jobs to the local youth, both men and women, and stopped migration.
While #floriculturists worldwide nurse a desire to send their flowers to developed markets, especially to countries like #Holland, the Sangh has been exporting flowers since 2013. Asked how you impress your Valentine.“Go for a 60cm-sized flower bud, one of our best,”says Thakar.
Dear Mumbai,
An old Chinese legend tells of the red thread of destiny. Everyone, it says, is bound with aninvisible force, a cosmic thread to the things they love. Through twists and turns and tangles and knots, the connection never fades.
An old Chinese legend tells of the red thread of destiny. Everyone, it says, is bound with aninvisible force, a cosmic thread to the things they love. Through twists and turns and tangles and knots, the connection never fades.
And Mumbai, you can't deny we've thought this to be true for us. They say opposites attract and I fully agree. Take me and you for instance.
We're poles apart as far as it goes. For anyone who’s ever known me, they’d tell you my sense of direction is something almost non existent. And then you waltz into the picture with your winding roads, and turns and railway tracks that branch out like veins.
Dear Udaipur,
My earliest memory of you is of birds chirping as clean, crisp morning air filled my lungs while cycling to school. Back then, I was too young to realise how lucky I was to be born in the lap of the Aravallis, surrounded by lakes and lush greenery.
My earliest memory of you is of birds chirping as clean, crisp morning air filled my lungs while cycling to school. Back then, I was too young to realise how lucky I was to be born in the lap of the Aravallis, surrounded by lakes and lush greenery.
I remember going to Fatehsagar after school, where young, innocent love found the space to bloom, where marathoners ran in a state of meditative peace, where happy senior citizens connected over laughter and shared wellbeing.
Udaipur, you are so magical with how you accept everyone. It is so wonderful to see a woman in a ghoonghat and a foreigner in shorts laugh together on the ghats of Pichola with no common language except for kindness and love.
Dear Rishikesh,
How can I forget the day my eyes first fell on you? Those gorgeous green hills carpeted in lush plantations, swaying in a way that feels like poetry in motion.
How can I forget the day my eyes first fell on you? Those gorgeous green hills carpeted in lush plantations, swaying in a way that feels like poetry in motion.
Ram Sita (Janki) and Laxman Setu, your beating heart that lay wrapped in the strings of serenity, peace and devotion of each traveller who visited.
When the hues of evening fell on you, you appeared like the dreamy painting of a famous artist, created after years of hard work.
When the hues of evening fell on you, you appeared like the dreamy painting of a famous artist, created after years of hard work.
The ringing of bells from temples, the spectacular aarti of Mother Ganga and the lakhs of footprints of humanity from various walks of life that made you come alive even at night. Who can say you only offer peace?
To My Home: Vadodara,
When I think about you, the place I grew up, a wave of nostalgia sweeps over me! Whether you go by Vadodara, Baroda, Kalanagari, or Sanskarinagar, for me, you are t
When I think about you, the place I grew up, a wave of nostalgia sweeps over me! Whether you go by Vadodara, Baroda, Kalanagari, or Sanskarinagar, for me, you are t
he hometown that has always had a place for me.
And, just like old friends, whenever we reunite, I feel warmth, happiness, and comfort in your embrace.
And, just like old friends, whenever we reunite, I feel warmth, happiness, and comfort in your embrace.
From playing in the old city lanes for hours, spending lazy mornings in Sayaji Garden with friends (we called it Kamathi baug then), going for walks around the Sursagar lake, occasional visits to the Ajwa garden or Pavagadh whenever we had out-of-town guests.
مرد بھی اگر عشق کرے گا تو اُسے عورت بننا پڑے گا چاہے پھر وہ عشق عورت سے ہی کیوں نہ ہو
کیونکہ مرد کی فطرت میں عورت کی اطاعت نہیں رکھی گئی جبکہ عورت کی فطرت میں مرد کے لیے اطاعت رکھی گئی
اور اطاعت مکمل غلامی اور تسلیم و رضا کا نام ہے
جب مرد اور عورت اپنی فطرت سے
#Valentinesweek
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کیونکہ مرد کی فطرت میں عورت کی اطاعت نہیں رکھی گئی جبکہ عورت کی فطرت میں مرد کے لیے اطاعت رکھی گئی
اور اطاعت مکمل غلامی اور تسلیم و رضا کا نام ہے
جب مرد اور عورت اپنی فطرت سے
#Valentinesweek
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فطرت سے ہٹتے تو نقصان اُٹھاتے
یہی وجہ ہے کہ حقیقی مرد ہمیشہ حق پرست ہوتا اور اللہ کی طرف پلٹتا یعنی اپنی اصل سے جُڑا رہتا
مردِ کامل یا حقیقی رہبر کے سوا کسی کی اطاعت نہیں کرتا
حقیقی عورت والی صفات جس میں نہ ہوں وہ عشق نہیں کرسکتا پھر چاہے وہ مرد ہو یا عورت
#Valentinesweek
فطرت سے ہٹتے تو نقصان اُٹھاتے
یہی وجہ ہے کہ حقیقی مرد ہمیشہ حق پرست ہوتا اور اللہ کی طرف پلٹتا یعنی اپنی اصل سے جُڑا رہتا
مردِ کامل یا حقیقی رہبر کے سوا کسی کی اطاعت نہیں کرتا
حقیقی عورت والی صفات جس میں نہ ہوں وہ عشق نہیں کرسکتا پھر چاہے وہ مرد ہو یا عورت
#Valentinesweek
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#brandjacking: A Thread
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Recently @PassPass_Pulse and @LAYS executed campaigns that involved other brands like @swiggy_in, @StuckByFevicol, @pepsi and @Paytm. They cleverly chose an occassion like #WorldComplimentDay and #valentinesweek to invoke a sense of camaraderie.
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Recently @PassPass_Pulse and @LAYS executed campaigns that involved other brands like @swiggy_in, @StuckByFevicol, @pepsi and @Paytm. They cleverly chose an occassion like #WorldComplimentDay and #valentinesweek to invoke a sense of camaraderie.
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Historically Brandjacking started on a wrong footing. Here's the wikipedia entry that shows it as an unethical and fraudulent practice. As recently as in 2013, Oxfam Brandjacked Coke's ads to draw public attention to unsustainable business practices.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brandjack…
Historically Brandjacking started on a wrong footing. Here's the wikipedia entry that shows it as an unethical and fraudulent practice. As recently as in 2013, Oxfam Brandjacked Coke's ads to draw public attention to unsustainable business practices.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brandjack…
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As e-commerce space grew, fraudulent websites started to hijack popular, growing brands to divert traffic. Terms like Black Hat SEO, Phishin, Domain Kiting, Cybersquatting became more and more common. Here's a 2008 article! It shows how rampant the practice was.
As e-commerce space grew, fraudulent websites started to hijack popular, growing brands to divert traffic. Terms like Black Hat SEO, Phishin, Domain Kiting, Cybersquatting became more and more common. Here's a 2008 article! It shows how rampant the practice was.
