• A migrant rapist avoids deportation because he didn't rape his 16-year-old victim long enough, this is apparently the reality in Sweden today.
    I'm speechless.

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    A migrant rapist avoids deportation because he didn't rape his 16-year-old victim long enough, this is apparently the reality in Sweden today. I'm speechless. #sweden #Rape #court #muslims #victim #scrolllink
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  • Bro disappeared like he never existed

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    Bro disappeared like he never existed ЁЯдз #oldDays #scrolllink #memories
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  • рдШреЛрд░ рдХрд▓рдпреБрдЧ рдЖ рдЧрдпрд╛ рд╣реИ рдЖрдЬ рдЗрдВрд╕рд╛рдирд┐рдпрдд рднреА рд╢рд░реНрдорд╕рд╛рд░ рд╣реИ

    рдкрджреНрдорд╢реНрд░реА рд╕реЗ рд╕рдореНрдорд╛рдирд┐рдд рд╢реНрд░реАрдирд╛рде рдЦрдВрдбреЗрд▓рд╡рд╛рд▓ рдЬреА рдЬрд┐рдирдХреА 80 рдХрд░реЛрдбрд╝ рдХреА рд╕рдВрдкрддреНрддрд┐ рдереА

    рд╕реИрдХрдбрд╝реЛрдВ рдХрд┐рддрд╛рдмреЗрдВ рд▓рд┐рдЦреАрдВ рд▓реЛрдЧреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рдЬреАрдиреЗ рдХреА рд░рд╛рд╣ рджрд┐рдЦрд╛рдИ рд╡рд╣реА рдмреБрдЬреБрд░реНрдЧ рд╡реГрджреНрдзрд╛рд╢реНрд░рдо рдореЗрдВ рдЕрдХреЗрд▓реЗ рдорд░ рдЧрдПред

    рд╕реЛрдЪрд┐рдП, рдЬрд┐рди рдмрдЪреНрдЪреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдЙрдиреНрд╣реЛрдВрдиреЗ рд╕рдм рдХреБрдЫ рдХрд┐рдпрд╛
    рд╡рд╣реА рдмреЗрдЯреЗ-рдмреЗрдЯреА рдЙрдирдХреА рдореМрдд рдХреА рдЦрдмрд░ рд╕реБрдирдХрд░ рднреА рдирд╣реАрдВ рдЖрдП
    рдирд╛ рдЕрдВрддрд┐рдо рджрд░реНрд╢рди, рдирд╛ рдХрдВрдзрд╛, рдмрд╕ "рд╣рдо рд╡реНрдпрд╕реНрдд рд╣реИрдВ" рдХрд╣ рджрд┐рдпрд╛

    рдЙрдирдХреЗ рдмрдЪреНрдЪреЛрдВ рдиреЗ рд╕рд╛рд░реА рдЬрд╛рдпрджрд╛рдж рд╣рдбрд╝рдк рд▓реА, рдФрд░ рдмреАрдорд╛рд░ рдкрд┐рддрд╛ рдХреЛ рд╕рдбрд╝рдХ рдкрд░ рдЫреЛрдбрд╝ рджрд┐рдпрд╛ред

    рдлрд┐рд░ рд╕рдорд╛рдЬрд╕реЗрд╡реА рд▓реЛрдЧ рдЙрдиреНрд╣реЗрдВ рд╡реГрджреНрдзрд╛рд╢реНрд░рдо рд▓реЗрдХрд░ рдЧрдП, рдЬрд╣рд╛рдВ рдЙрдирдХреА рд╕реЗрд╡рд╛ рд╣реЛрддреА рд░рд╣реАред

    рдкрд░ рдорд░рддреЗ рджрдо рддрдХ рдХреЛрдИ рдЕрдкрдирд╛ рд╣рд╛рд▓ рдкреВрдЫрдиреЗ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдЖрдпрд╛ред

    рдЬрдм рдЙрдирдХреА рдореМрдд рд╣реБрдИ, рддреЛ рд╕рдорд╛рдЬ рдХреЗ рд▓реЛрдЧреЛрдВ рдиреЗ рдЪрдВрджрд╛ рдЬреБрдЯрд╛рдХрд░ рдЙрдирдХрд╛ рдЕрдВрддрд┐рдо рд╕рдВрд╕реНрдХрд╛рд░ рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ред
    рдФрд░ рдЬрд┐рди рдмрдЪреНрдЪреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рдЙрдирдХреА рд╕рдВрдкрддреНрддрд┐ рдЪрд╛рд╣рд┐рдП рдереА, рдЙрдиреНрд╣реЗрдВ рдкрд┐рддрд╛ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рд╡рдХреНрдд рдирд╣реАрдВ рдорд┐рд▓рд╛ред

    рд╕рдЪ рдХрд╣рд╛ рдЧрдпрд╛ рд╣реИ —
    “рдкреБрдд рдХрдкреВрдд рддреЛ рдХрд╛ рдзрди рд╕рдВрдЪрдп, рдкреБрдд рд╕рдкреВрдд рддреЛ рдХрд╛ рдзрди рд╕рдВрдЪрдпред”

    рд╕рд▓рд╛рдо рдЙрди рд╕рдорд╛рдЬрд╕реЗрд╡рд┐рдпреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рдЬрд┐рдиреНрд╣реЛрдВрдиреЗ рдЗрдВрд╕рд╛рдирд┐рдпрдд рдирд┐рднрд╛рдИ,
    рдФрд░ рд╢рд░реНрдо рдЙрди рдФрд▓рд╛рджреЛрдВ рдкрд░ рдЬрд┐рдиреНрд╣реЛрдВрдиреЗ рдкрд┐рддрд╛ рдХреЗ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рдХреА рдХрджреНрд░ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдХреАред

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    рдШреЛрд░ рдХрд▓рдпреБрдЧ рдЖ рдЧрдпрд╛ рд╣реИ рдЖрдЬ рдЗрдВрд╕рд╛рдирд┐рдпрдд рднреА рд╢рд░реНрдорд╕рд╛рд░ рд╣реИ рдкрджреНрдорд╢реНрд░реА рд╕реЗ рд╕рдореНрдорд╛рдирд┐рдд рд╢реНрд░реАрдирд╛рде рдЦрдВрдбреЗрд▓рд╡рд╛рд▓ рдЬреА рдЬрд┐рдирдХреА 80 рдХрд░реЛрдбрд╝ рдХреА рд╕рдВрдкрддреНрддрд┐ рдереА рд╕реИрдХрдбрд╝реЛрдВ рдХрд┐рддрд╛рдмреЗрдВ рд▓рд┐рдЦреАрдВ рд▓реЛрдЧреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рдЬреАрдиреЗ рдХреА рд░рд╛рд╣ рджрд┐рдЦрд╛рдИ рд╡рд╣реА рдмреБрдЬреБрд░реНрдЧ рд╡реГрджреНрдзрд╛рд╢реНрд░рдо рдореЗрдВ рдЕрдХреЗрд▓реЗ рдорд░ рдЧрдПред рд╕реЛрдЪрд┐рдП, рдЬрд┐рди рдмрдЪреНрдЪреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдЙрдиреНрд╣реЛрдВрдиреЗ рд╕рдм рдХреБрдЫ рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рд╡рд╣реА рдмреЗрдЯреЗ-рдмреЗрдЯреА рдЙрдирдХреА рдореМрдд рдХреА рдЦрдмрд░ рд╕реБрдирдХрд░ рднреА рдирд╣реАрдВ рдЖрдП рдирд╛ рдЕрдВрддрд┐рдо рджрд░реНрд╢рди, рдирд╛ рдХрдВрдзрд╛, рдмрд╕ "рд╣рдо рд╡реНрдпрд╕реНрдд рд╣реИрдВ" рдХрд╣ рджрд┐рдпрд╛ ЁЯШб рдЙрдирдХреЗ рдмрдЪреНрдЪреЛрдВ рдиреЗ рд╕рд╛рд░реА рдЬрд╛рдпрджрд╛рдж рд╣рдбрд╝рдк рд▓реА, рдФрд░ рдмреАрдорд╛рд░ рдкрд┐рддрд╛ рдХреЛ рд╕рдбрд╝рдХ рдкрд░ рдЫреЛрдбрд╝ рджрд┐рдпрд╛ред рдлрд┐рд░ рд╕рдорд╛рдЬрд╕реЗрд╡реА рд▓реЛрдЧ рдЙрдиреНрд╣реЗрдВ рд╡реГрджреНрдзрд╛рд╢реНрд░рдо рд▓реЗрдХрд░ рдЧрдП, рдЬрд╣рд╛рдВ рдЙрдирдХреА рд╕реЗрд╡рд╛ рд╣реЛрддреА рд░рд╣реАред рдкрд░ рдорд░рддреЗ рджрдо рддрдХ рдХреЛрдИ рдЕрдкрдирд╛ рд╣рд╛рд▓ рдкреВрдЫрдиреЗ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдЖрдпрд╛ред рдЬрдм рдЙрдирдХреА рдореМрдд рд╣реБрдИ, рддреЛ рд╕рдорд╛рдЬ рдХреЗ рд▓реЛрдЧреЛрдВ рдиреЗ рдЪрдВрджрд╛ рдЬреБрдЯрд╛рдХрд░ рдЙрдирдХрд╛ рдЕрдВрддрд┐рдо рд╕рдВрд╕реНрдХрд╛рд░ рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ред рдФрд░ рдЬрд┐рди рдмрдЪреНрдЪреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рдЙрдирдХреА рд╕рдВрдкрддреНрддрд┐ рдЪрд╛рд╣рд┐рдП рдереА, рдЙрдиреНрд╣реЗрдВ рдкрд┐рддрд╛ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рд╡рдХреНрдд рдирд╣реАрдВ рдорд┐рд▓рд╛ред рд╕рдЪ рдХрд╣рд╛ рдЧрдпрд╛ рд╣реИ — “рдкреБрдд рдХрдкреВрдд рддреЛ рдХрд╛ рдзрди рд╕рдВрдЪрдп, рдкреБрдд рд╕рдкреВрдд рддреЛ рдХрд╛ рдзрди рд╕рдВрдЪрдпред” рд╕рд▓рд╛рдо рдЙрди рд╕рдорд╛рдЬрд╕реЗрд╡рд┐рдпреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рдЬрд┐рдиреНрд╣реЛрдВрдиреЗ рдЗрдВрд╕рд╛рдирд┐рдпрдд рдирд┐рднрд╛рдИ, рдФрд░ рд╢рд░реНрдо рдЙрди рдФрд▓рд╛рджреЛрдВ рдкрд░ рдЬрд┐рдиреНрд╣реЛрдВрдиреЗ рдкрд┐рддрд╛ рдХреЗ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рдХреА рдХрджреНрд░ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдХреАред #pita #father #Oldage #life #kaliyug #scrolllink
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  • рдЖрдЬ рдХреЗ рдиреЛрдЯ рдЪрдордХрддреЗ рдЬрд╝рд░реВрд░ рд╣реИрдВ, рдордЧрд░ рдкреБрд░рд╛рдиреЗ рдиреЛрдЯреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдЕрдкрдирд╛рдкрди рдерд╛ред

    рдЖрдкрдХреА рдХреНрдпрд╛ рд░рд╛рдп рд╣реИ рдЗрд╕ рдмрд╛рд░реЗ рдореЗрдВ ?

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    рдЖрдЬ рдХреЗ рдиреЛрдЯ рдЪрдордХрддреЗ рдЬрд╝рд░реВрд░ рд╣реИрдВ, рдордЧрд░ рдкреБрд░рд╛рдиреЗ рдиреЛрдЯреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдЕрдкрдирд╛рдкрди рдерд╛ред тЭдя╕ПЁЯШК рдЖрдкрдХреА рдХреНрдпрд╛ рд░рд╛рдп рд╣реИ рдЗрд╕ рдмрд╛рд░реЗ рдореЗрдВ ? #Olddays #puraniYaden #scrolllink
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  • рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдЖрдк рдЬрд╛рдирддреЗ рд╣реИрдВ.? рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдореЗрдВ рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ 25000 рдЯрди рд╕реЛрдирд╛

    рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдПрдВ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХреА рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдмрдбрд╝реА рдЧреЛрд▓реНрдб
    рд╣реЛрд▓реНрдбрд░ рд╣реИрдВред рдЙрдирдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рдЗрддрдирд╛ рд╕реЛрдирд╛ рд╣реИ, рдЬрд┐рддрдирд╛ рдЕрдореЗрд░рд┐рдХрд╛, рдЪреАрди, рд░реВрд╕, рдЬрд░реНрдордиреА рдФрд░ рдЬрд╛рдкрд╛рди рдЬреИрд╕реЗ 10 рджреЗрд╢реЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рдорд┐рд▓рд╛рдХрд░ рднреА рдирд╣реАрдВ рд╣реИред рдПрдХ рд╣рд╛рд▓рд┐рдпрд╛ рд░рд┐рдкреЛрд░реНрдЯ рдХреЗ рдореБрддрд╛рдмрд┐рдХ, рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рдХрд░реАрдм 25,488 рдЯрди рд╕реЛрдирд╛ рд╣реИ..!

    рдпрд╣ рдорд╛рддреНрд░рд╛ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХреЗ рдХрдИ рдмрдбрд╝реЗ рджреЗрд╢реЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдХреБрд▓ рдЧреЛрд▓реНрдб рд░рд┐рдЬрд░реНрд╡ (India gold reserves) рд╕реЗ рдХрд╣реАрдВ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рд╣реИред рд╡рд░реНрд▓реНрдб рдЧреЛрд▓реНрдб рдХрд╛рдЙрдВрд╕рд┐рд▓ рдХреА 2024 рдХреА рдПрдХ рд░рд┐рдкреЛрд░реНрдЯ рдХреЗ рдореБрддрд╛рдмрд┐рдХ, рднрд╛рд░рдд рдШрд░реЗрд▓реВ рд╕реЛрдиреЗ рдХреЗ рдорд╛рдорд▓реЗ рдореЗрдВ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдореЗрдВ рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдЖрдЧреЗ рд╣реИред рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рд▓рдЧрднрдЧ 24,000 рдЯрди рд╕реЛрдирд╛ рд╣реИ, рдЬреЛ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХреЗ рдХреБрд▓ рдЖрднреВрд╖рдг рд╕реЛрдиреЗ рдХрд╛ рд▓рдЧрднрдЧ 11% рд╣реИ..!

    рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рд╕реЛрдиреЗ рдХреА рдпрд╣ рд╡рд┐рд╢рд╛рд▓ рдорд╛рддреНрд░рд╛ рд╡рд╛рдХрдИ рдЖрд╢реНрдЪрд░реНрдпрдЬрдирдХ рд╣реИред рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рдЬрд┐рддрдирд╛ рд╕реЛрдирд╛ рд╣реИ, рд╡рд╣ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХреЗ рдЯреЙрдк 10 рджреЗрд╢реЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдХреБрд▓ рд╕реЛрдиреЗ рд╕реЗ рднреА рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рд╣реИред рдЕрдореЗрд░рд┐рдХрд╛, рдЬреЛ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХрд╛ рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдмрдбрд╝рд╛ рдЖрдзрд┐рдХрд╛рд░рд┐рдХ рдЧреЛрд▓реНрдб рд░рд┐рдЬрд░реНрд╡ рд░рдЦрддрд╛ рд╣реИ, рдЙрд╕рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ 8,133 рдЯрди рд╕реЛрдирд╛ рд╣реИ..!

    рдЬрдмрдХрд┐ рдЪреАрди рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рд╕рд┐рд░реНрдл 2,279 рдЯрди, рдФрд░ рд░реВрд╕ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ 2,332 рдЯрди рд╕реЛрдирд╛ рд╣реИред рд╡рд╣реАрдВ рд╣рд╛рд▓рд┐рдпрд╛ рдПрдХ рд░рд┐рдкреЛрд░реНрдЯ рдХреЗ рдореБрддрд╛рдмрд┐рдХ, 2024 рдХреЗ рдореБрдХрд╛рдмрд▓реЗ 2025 рдореЗрдВ рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рд╕реЛрдирд╛ рдмрдврд╝рд╛ рд╣реИ, рдЬреЛ рдЕрдм 25000 рдЯрди рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд░ рдкрд╣реБрдВрдЪ рдЧрдпрд╛ рд╣реИ..!

    рдЖрд░реНрдерд┐рдХ рдЬрд╛рдирдХрд╛рд░реЛрдВ рдХрд╛ рдХрд╣рдирд╛ рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ рдЕрдЧрд░ рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рдореМрдЬреВрдж рд╕реЛрдиреЗ рдХреЛ рдореМрджреНрд░рд┐рдХ рдореВрд▓реНрдп рдореЗрдВ рдЧрд┐рдирд╛ рдЬрд╛рдП, рддреЛ рдпрд╣ 1.5 рдЯреНрд░рд┐рд▓рд┐рдпрди рдбреЙрд▓рд░ рд╕реЗ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рдХрд╛ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ред рдпрд╛рдиреА рднрд╛рд░рдд рдХреА GDP рдХрд╛ рд▓рдЧрднрдЧ рдЖрдзрд╛ рд╣реЛрддрд╛ рд╣реИ..!

    рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдпрд╣ рдмрд╛рдд рдЬрд╛рдирддреЗ рдереЗ..?

    #gold #india #females #scrolllink
    рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдЖрдк рдЬрд╛рдирддреЗ рд╣реИрдВ.? рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдореЗрдВ рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ 25000 рдЯрди рд╕реЛрдирд╛ рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдПрдВ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХреА рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдмрдбрд╝реА рдЧреЛрд▓реНрдб рд╣реЛрд▓реНрдбрд░ рд╣реИрдВред рдЙрдирдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рдЗрддрдирд╛ рд╕реЛрдирд╛ рд╣реИ, рдЬрд┐рддрдирд╛ рдЕрдореЗрд░рд┐рдХрд╛, рдЪреАрди, рд░реВрд╕, рдЬрд░реНрдордиреА рдФрд░ рдЬрд╛рдкрд╛рди рдЬреИрд╕реЗ 10 рджреЗрд╢реЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рдорд┐рд▓рд╛рдХрд░ рднреА рдирд╣реАрдВ рд╣реИред рдПрдХ рд╣рд╛рд▓рд┐рдпрд╛ рд░рд┐рдкреЛрд░реНрдЯ рдХреЗ рдореБрддрд╛рдмрд┐рдХ, рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рдХрд░реАрдм 25,488 рдЯрди рд╕реЛрдирд╛ рд╣реИ..! рдпрд╣ рдорд╛рддреНрд░рд╛ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХреЗ рдХрдИ рдмрдбрд╝реЗ рджреЗрд╢реЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдХреБрд▓ рдЧреЛрд▓реНрдб рд░рд┐рдЬрд░реНрд╡ (India gold reserves) рд╕реЗ рдХрд╣реАрдВ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рд╣реИред рд╡рд░реНрд▓реНрдб рдЧреЛрд▓реНрдб рдХрд╛рдЙрдВрд╕рд┐рд▓ рдХреА 2024 рдХреА рдПрдХ рд░рд┐рдкреЛрд░реНрдЯ рдХреЗ рдореБрддрд╛рдмрд┐рдХ, рднрд╛рд░рдд рдШрд░реЗрд▓реВ рд╕реЛрдиреЗ рдХреЗ рдорд╛рдорд▓реЗ рдореЗрдВ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдореЗрдВ рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдЖрдЧреЗ рд╣реИред рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рд▓рдЧрднрдЧ 24,000 рдЯрди рд╕реЛрдирд╛ рд╣реИ, рдЬреЛ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХреЗ рдХреБрд▓ рдЖрднреВрд╖рдг рд╕реЛрдиреЗ рдХрд╛ рд▓рдЧрднрдЧ 11% рд╣реИ..! рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рд╕реЛрдиреЗ рдХреА рдпрд╣ рд╡рд┐рд╢рд╛рд▓ рдорд╛рддреНрд░рд╛ рд╡рд╛рдХрдИ рдЖрд╢реНрдЪрд░реНрдпрдЬрдирдХ рд╣реИред рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рдЬрд┐рддрдирд╛ рд╕реЛрдирд╛ рд╣реИ, рд╡рд╣ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХреЗ рдЯреЙрдк 10 рджреЗрд╢реЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдХреБрд▓ рд╕реЛрдиреЗ рд╕реЗ рднреА рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рд╣реИред рдЕрдореЗрд░рд┐рдХрд╛, рдЬреЛ рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдХрд╛ рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдмрдбрд╝рд╛ рдЖрдзрд┐рдХрд╛рд░рд┐рдХ рдЧреЛрд▓реНрдб рд░рд┐рдЬрд░реНрд╡ рд░рдЦрддрд╛ рд╣реИ, рдЙрд╕рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ 8,133 рдЯрди рд╕реЛрдирд╛ рд╣реИ..! рдЬрдмрдХрд┐ рдЪреАрди рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рд╕рд┐рд░реНрдл 2,279 рдЯрди, рдФрд░ рд░реВрд╕ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ 2,332 рдЯрди рд╕реЛрдирд╛ рд╣реИред рд╡рд╣реАрдВ рд╣рд╛рд▓рд┐рдпрд╛ рдПрдХ рд░рд┐рдкреЛрд░реНрдЯ рдХреЗ рдореБрддрд╛рдмрд┐рдХ, 2024 рдХреЗ рдореБрдХрд╛рдмрд▓реЗ 2025 рдореЗрдВ рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рд╕реЛрдирд╛ рдмрдврд╝рд╛ рд╣реИ, рдЬреЛ рдЕрдм 25000 рдЯрди рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд░ рдкрд╣реБрдВрдЪ рдЧрдпрд╛ рд╣реИ..! рдЖрд░реНрдерд┐рдХ рдЬрд╛рдирдХрд╛рд░реЛрдВ рдХрд╛ рдХрд╣рдирд╛ рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ рдЕрдЧрд░ рднрд╛рд░рддреАрдп рдорд╣рд┐рд▓рд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рдореМрдЬреВрдж рд╕реЛрдиреЗ рдХреЛ рдореМрджреНрд░рд┐рдХ рдореВрд▓реНрдп рдореЗрдВ рдЧрд┐рдирд╛ рдЬрд╛рдП, рддреЛ рдпрд╣ 1.5 рдЯреНрд░рд┐рд▓рд┐рдпрди рдбреЙрд▓рд░ рд╕реЗ рдЬреНрдпрд╛рджрд╛ рдХрд╛ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ред рдпрд╛рдиреА рднрд╛рд░рдд рдХреА GDP рдХрд╛ рд▓рдЧрднрдЧ рдЖрдзрд╛ рд╣реЛрддрд╛ рд╣реИ..! рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдпрд╣ рдмрд╛рдд рдЬрд╛рдирддреЗ рдереЗ..? #gold #india #females #scrolllink
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  • Old era songs . . . . . . . #reelsinstagram #aesthetic #reels #viralreels #oldisgold #oldaesthetic #oldvibes #60ssongs #instadaily #trending #old #kishorkumar #oldera #foryourpage #explore #darkaesthetic
    Old era songs ЁЯЦд . . . . . . . #reelsinstagram #aesthetic #reels #viralreels #oldisgoldтЬи #oldaesthetic #oldvibes #60ssongs #instadaily #trending #old #kishorkumar #oldera #foryourpageтЭдя╕ПтЭдя╕П #explore #darkaesthetic
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  • рддреБрдордХреЛ рджреЗрдЦрд╛ рддреЛ рдирдЬрд░реЗ рдпреЗ рдХрд╣рдиреЗ рд▓рдЧреА . . Song - Tum agar sath dene ka mahendra kapoor sir . . @onlyvocals__ . #fyp #fypуВ╖ #reels #onlyvocals #bollywood #songs #melody #geetadutt #janekahamerajigargayaji #oldisgold #tumagarsathdenekawaadakro #ashabhosle #oldgeneration #masterpiece #mahendrakapoor #respect #mahendraji
    рддреБрдордХреЛ рджреЗрдЦрд╛ рддреЛ рдирдЬрд░реЗ рдпреЗ рдХрд╣рдиреЗ рд▓рдЧреА ЁЯСАЁЯз┐ . . Song - Tum agar sath dene ka mahendra kapoor sir ЁЯЧ┐ . . @onlyvocals__ . #fyp #fypуВ╖ #reels #onlyvocals #bollywood #songs #melody #geetadutt #janekahamerajigargayajiтЭдя╕ПтЭдя╕ПтЭдя╕П #oldisgold #tumagarsathdenekawaadakro #ashabhosle #oldgeneration #masterpiece #mahendrakapoor #respect #mahendraji
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  • No crowd, no customers at Malabar stores this Diwali

    The power of Hindus

    #power #sanatanEkata #hinduEkata #malabarGold #scrolllink
    No crowd, no customers at Malabar stores this Diwali The power of Hindus ЁЯФе #power #sanatanEkata #hinduEkata #malabarGold #scrolllink
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  • Festival is not same for everyone. Many in Siachen will celebrate it with a piece of frozen chocolate. May God bless you all, who are protecting the country. Happy Deepavali

    #Deewali #soldiers #scrolllink
    Festival is not same for everyone. Many in Siachen will celebrate it with a piece of frozen chocolate. May God bless you all, who are protecting the country. Happy Deepavali #Deewali #soldiers #scrolllink
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  • The Dawn of Liberation: The Profound Truth of Naraka Chaturdashi

    As the world rests in the pre dawn hush of Chaturdashi, a sacred tremor of anticipation stirs the soul. This is no ordinary darkness. This is the darkness that precedes the brilliant dawn of Diwali, a darkness pregnant with the promise of liberation. This is Naraka Chaturdashi, the day the soul conquers its inner hell.

    The ancient scriptures, the Puranas tell us of the Asura king, Narakasura, a being of immense power but twisted purpose. Born of Mother Earth, Bhudevi, and Varaha Swami, he was destined for greatness. Yet, intoxicated by his own might kidnapped 16,000 princesses, imprisoning them in his fortress. His reign was one of untold suffering, a literal naraka (hell) on Earth.

    But the Leela, is always one of balance. The prayers of the oppressed reached the heavens, and the preserver, Lord Sri Maha Vishnu, in his form as the mighty Sri Krishna, descended to Earth. Mounted on Garuda, with Satyabhama waged a cosmic war against the darkness.

    The Puranas reveal the profound symbolism hidden within this epic battle.

    The Vishnu Purana and the Bhagavata Purana do not merely narrate a historical event, they map the terrain of the human condition. Narakasura is not just an Asura, he is the embodiment of our own arrogance (ahankara), our boundless desires (kama), our attachment (moha), and our ignorance (avidya). The 16,000 princesses represent the countless divine energies and virtues of the soul that we hold captive through our own negative tendencies.

    The killing of Narakasura by the divine couple, Krishna and Satyabhama, signifies the essential partnership of divine grace and our own resolute will (Satyabhama represents the fierce, devoted aspect of the seeker). It teaches us that God's grace is ever ready, but we must actively participate in our own liberation.

    As the Skanda Purana beautifully elucidates, the pre dawn ablution on this day is not just a physical cleansing. It is a sacred ritual of washing away the impurities of the mind and spirit. The act of applying oil and uptan (herbal paste) before the bath is a symbolic gesture of anointing the body, the temple of the soul, preparing it for a profound transformation.

    This is the profound truth of Naraka Chaturdashi:

    Your inner Naraka is not your permanent address. It is a fortress you have the power to breach.

    The darkness of ignorance, the chains of past karmas, the prison of ego, all can be shattered. The lamp that is lit after the holy bath on this day is not just a physical flame. It is the Jnana Jyoti, the lamp of supreme knowledge that dispels the shadows of the soul.

    As the Garuda Purana affirms, observing the vows of this day with sincerity has the power to absolve one of sins and bestow blessings that lead to Moksha, final liberation. It is a day to remember.

    On Naraka Chaturdashi, Lord Krishna manifests not just on a battlefield, but within the heart of every devotee who seeks to conquer their own inner Narakasura.

    So, as you rise in the sacred Brahma Muhurta this Naraka Chaturdashi, let the cool water of your bath be a purity of the spirit. As the first rays of the sun touch the earth, feel the light of consciousness dawn within you.

    For today is not a remembrance of a battle fought long ago. It is a celebration of the victory you are destined to claim, the victory of your eternal, luminous Self over the transient, dark prison of the ego.

    May this Naraka Chaturdashi illuminate the deepest corners of your being and guide you from the darkness of Naraka to the everlasting light of Narayana.

    Om Namo Bhagavate Vasudevaya.ЁЯЩПЁЯП╜

    #narakchaurdashi #chhotidiwali #narakasur #scrolllink
    The Dawn of Liberation: The Profound Truth of Naraka Chaturdashi As the world rests in the pre dawn hush of Chaturdashi, a sacred tremor of anticipation stirs the soul. This is no ordinary darkness. This is the darkness that precedes the brilliant dawn of Diwali, a darkness pregnant with the promise of liberation. This is Naraka Chaturdashi, the day the soul conquers its inner hell. The ancient scriptures, the Puranas tell us of the Asura king, Narakasura, a being of immense power but twisted purpose. Born of Mother Earth, Bhudevi, and Varaha Swami, he was destined for greatness. Yet, intoxicated by his own might kidnapped 16,000 princesses, imprisoning them in his fortress. His reign was one of untold suffering, a literal naraka (hell) on Earth. But the Leela, is always one of balance. The prayers of the oppressed reached the heavens, and the preserver, Lord Sri Maha Vishnu, in his form as the mighty Sri Krishna, descended to Earth. Mounted on Garuda, with Satyabhama waged a cosmic war against the darkness. The Puranas reveal the profound symbolism hidden within this epic battle. The Vishnu Purana and the Bhagavata Purana do not merely narrate a historical event, they map the terrain of the human condition. Narakasura is not just an Asura, he is the embodiment of our own arrogance (ahankara), our boundless desires (kama), our attachment (moha), and our ignorance (avidya). The 16,000 princesses represent the countless divine energies and virtues of the soul that we hold captive through our own negative tendencies. The killing of Narakasura by the divine couple, Krishna and Satyabhama, signifies the essential partnership of divine grace and our own resolute will (Satyabhama represents the fierce, devoted aspect of the seeker). It teaches us that God's grace is ever ready, but we must actively participate in our own liberation. As the Skanda Purana beautifully elucidates, the pre dawn ablution on this day is not just a physical cleansing. It is a sacred ritual of washing away the impurities of the mind and spirit. The act of applying oil and uptan (herbal paste) before the bath is a symbolic gesture of anointing the body, the temple of the soul, preparing it for a profound transformation. This is the profound truth of Naraka Chaturdashi: Your inner Naraka is not your permanent address. It is a fortress you have the power to breach. The darkness of ignorance, the chains of past karmas, the prison of ego, all can be shattered. The lamp that is lit after the holy bath on this day is not just a physical flame. It is the Jnana Jyoti, the lamp of supreme knowledge that dispels the shadows of the soul. As the Garuda Purana affirms, observing the vows of this day with sincerity has the power to absolve one of sins and bestow blessings that lead to Moksha, final liberation. It is a day to remember. On Naraka Chaturdashi, Lord Krishna manifests not just on a battlefield, but within the heart of every devotee who seeks to conquer their own inner Narakasura. So, as you rise in the sacred Brahma Muhurta this Naraka Chaturdashi, let the cool water of your bath be a purity of the spirit. As the first rays of the sun touch the earth, feel the light of consciousness dawn within you. For today is not a remembrance of a battle fought long ago. It is a celebration of the victory you are destined to claim, the victory of your eternal, luminous Self over the transient, dark prison of the ego. May this Naraka Chaturdashi illuminate the deepest corners of your being and guide you from the darkness of Naraka to the everlasting light of Narayana. Om Namo Bhagavate Vasudevaya.тЬиЁЯЩПЁЯП╜ #narakchaurdashi #chhotidiwali #narakasur #scrolllink
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  • Before the Temples: The Panjurli Daiva of Tulunadu

    "Paatri povonji, Daiva barpi. Mana povonji, miru barpi." (The oracle departs, the Daiva arrives. The human departs, the wild arrives.)

    In the heart of Tulunadu, where the padi (ancient sacred grove) breathes with the spirits of the land, the air does not ask for devotion. It demands it. It is thick with the scent of wet bolpu (laterite soil) and the promise of the Kar (monsoon). Here, Bhakti is not a gentle prayer, it is a trembling surrender to a force as raw as the first thunderclap. Here, Bhakti is for Panjurli.

    They do not believe in this Daiva (spirit deity). They know it. They feel it in the shiver that runs through the areca grove, in the fierce protectiveness that guards their threshold. Panjurli Daiva was not crafted by dreamers, but unleashed from the very sweat of the Divine, a primal roar given form. To offer Bhakti to Panjurli is to offer respect to the storm.

    The Murti (sacred mask/idol) is their focal point. It is not a face, but a convergence of power. Forged in silver and gold, its boar visage is a permanent challenge, the kodu (tusks) not mere metal but instruments of divine surgery, meant to gore out the infection of dosha (sin/impurity). When the devotees, the saris, gather, their gaze is not one of adoration, but of awe struck vigilance.

    When the drums (Dammam─Б) begin their frantic, heartbeat rhythm, it is not a call to prayer. It is a summons. The air thickens, heavy with the scent of crushed areca flowers and burning incense. The Paatri, the vessel, is no longer a man. He is a conduit. His body contorts, a puppet to a force that is anything but graceful. It is the brute, grounding shudder of the boar. His dance is not fluid, it is a powerful, stomping, a ritual of claiming territory, of shaking the very foundations of the human world to remind it of the wild one that lies beneath.

    Panjurli does not whisper sweet promises. It speaks in a voice that is a low, guttural grunt, a gravelly torrent of truth. It is the voice of the land itself, judge, jury, and protector. It roots out deceit, exposes hidden sins, and enforces the sacred codes of the community. Its justice is not nuanced, it is as direct and unforgiving as a charging boar. To stand before Panjurli is to stand naked before the raw conscience of nature, stripped of all pretense.

    This is not a god you love. This is a force you revere. A power you fear with a fear that is the beginning of wisdom. Panjurli is the spine chilling reminder that the land we build upon is alive, watching, and must be respected. It is the ancient, brute root that holds the community fast, lest it be washed away by the monsoon of its own transgressions.

    "Mana bhakti botji ayi. Mana baka didi ayi." (Our devotion is a raw offering. Our prayer is a naked truth.)"

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    Before the Temples: The Panjurli Daiva of Tulunadu "Paatri povonji, Daiva barpi. Mana povonji, miru barpi." (The oracle departs, the Daiva arrives. The human departs, the wild arrives.) In the heart of Tulunadu, where the padi (ancient sacred grove) breathes with the spirits of the land, the air does not ask for devotion. It demands it. It is thick with the scent of wet bolpu (laterite soil) and the promise of the Kar (monsoon). Here, Bhakti is not a gentle prayer, it is a trembling surrender to a force as raw as the first thunderclap. Here, Bhakti is for Panjurli. They do not believe in this Daiva (spirit deity). They know it. They feel it in the shiver that runs through the areca grove, in the fierce protectiveness that guards their threshold. Panjurli Daiva was not crafted by dreamers, but unleashed from the very sweat of the Divine, a primal roar given form. To offer Bhakti to Panjurli is to offer respect to the storm. The Murti (sacred mask/idol) is their focal point. It is not a face, but a convergence of power. Forged in silver and gold, its boar visage is a permanent challenge, the kodu (tusks) not mere metal but instruments of divine surgery, meant to gore out the infection of dosha (sin/impurity). When the devotees, the saris, gather, their gaze is not one of adoration, but of awe struck vigilance. When the drums (Dammam─Б) begin their frantic, heartbeat rhythm, it is not a call to prayer. It is a summons. The air thickens, heavy with the scent of crushed areca flowers and burning incense. The Paatri, the vessel, is no longer a man. He is a conduit. His body contorts, a puppet to a force that is anything but graceful. It is the brute, grounding shudder of the boar. His dance is not fluid, it is a powerful, stomping, a ritual of claiming territory, of shaking the very foundations of the human world to remind it of the wild one that lies beneath. Panjurli does not whisper sweet promises. It speaks in a voice that is a low, guttural grunt, a gravelly torrent of truth. It is the voice of the land itself, judge, jury, and protector. It roots out deceit, exposes hidden sins, and enforces the sacred codes of the community. Its justice is not nuanced, it is as direct and unforgiving as a charging boar. To stand before Panjurli is to stand naked before the raw conscience of nature, stripped of all pretense. This is not a god you love. This is a force you revere. A power you fear with a fear that is the beginning of wisdom. Panjurli is the spine chilling reminder that the land we build upon is alive, watching, and must be respected. It is the ancient, brute root that holds the community fast, lest it be washed away by the monsoon of its own transgressions. "Mana bhakti botji ayi. Mana baka didi ayi." (Our devotion is a raw offering. Our prayer is a naked truth.)" #pajurli #kantara #bhakti #scrolllink
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