People With A Great Character

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A Man With A Great Character

 

After three days of a much needed holiday I headed back to work directly from the bus station. I got down from the Bombay-Pune Shivneri at the Wakad Bridge. I ended up taking his auto as he quoted the least tariff to my destination amongst all other rickshaw-wallahs whom I approached. I got off the rick and walked towards my workplace with the luggage only to find my HTC One X missing.

I immediately called on my phone but there was no answer. I took my colleagues two wheeler and went back to the place where the bus had dropped me to check if it had fallen while alighting from the bus.

No luck, Asked the autowallahs there if they knew this one auto guy. They were not very helpful as I had refused to take their auto earlier. Checked every rickshaw stand on the way but to no avail. Even tracked the Shivneri but couldn’t find my phone. Kept calling the entire day and it kept ringing. For the first time I wished my phone was not on silent mode.

After a day full of anxiety and hope I realized, I had lost my phone. It had so many memories attached to it. My husband had gifted it to me on my first birthday after our wedding. It was not available at that time but he had arranged for it somehow. How could he say no to his beloved wife’s wish on this special day? It had all my photos, notes, cases done by me (I am a dentist), bank details etc. All my social networking accounts were logged in. Not to mention the bomb my husband had paid for it. All this without a phone lock code. I cursed myself for being lazy to have a simple lock pattern.

I pacified myself by saying that it was two years old. Also it was acting weird for the past three days. It would become unresponsive and act as if it had a mind of its own. So may be its time was over.

Next morning was all planned. First go to the police station and lodge an FIR. Next block the old sim card and get a new one. Visit the HTC service centre and find out if they could help me track my phone. (yes, the internet on my phone was not working because of the problem with my phone).

First thing I did the next day was call on my number. Again no answer, Just as we (my husband and I) were to step out of the house as planned, my husband’s phone rang. It was my mom calling to inform that the rickshaw wallah called on my dad’s no. and was still on the line. We sighed in relief and rerouted to my husband’s office.

Mr. Rajendra Narayan More had come all the way from Satavwadi, Hadapsar to Narayan Peth to return my phone. He assured us that he would return the phone and that we need not worry as we kept calling him in the interim period. “Tumhala jithe pahije tithe mi phone aanun dein” comforted the kind man. He handed over the phone to us in front of the other auto drivers in the vicinity to be safe. Fair enough. And he did not expect anything in return. He had actually noticed my phone at the extreme back of his auto in the morning and so was my one day ordeal. He had never used a touch screen phone. So he couldn’t answer as we kept calling. He had taken help to make that call to my dad. And my phone is working absolutely fine since I found it and all its problems have miraculously resolved.

It is a simple story of a simple man with a great character who made a big difference in my life and reinstated my belief in the good that surrounds us and made me a little less cynical.

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Bus Conductor Makes Us Believe In Humanity

 

 

It’s expected to get a ticket from a conductor while travelling by bus and the relation between the commuters and conductor ends then and there itself.

While travelling to Bahadurgarh, the bus conductor, after issuing tickets to the passengers, came up with something that startled everyone. It was never seen before.

He distributed water to everyone. He does this task not to impress anyone but for himself. It is least expected of anyone to come up with this kind of task as this does not add to his salary. His small initiative gave a direction to do something in life.

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He Refused To Spend Money On Wife’s Death Rituals To Give A Digital Makeover To A School

 

 

 

Avinash Nakat, an ordinary man belonging to the Tandli Buzurg village in Akola, Maharashtra, took everyone by surprise when he decided to honour his wife’s memory in an extraordinary way. When his wife, Rupali, breathed her last on February 5th,2016, Avinash was of a firm mind to make his wife’s memory immortal, thereby deciding to digitalize his childhood Zilla Parishad school with the money that would otherwise have been used for his wife’s rituals.

 

Two days prior to her demise, Rupali was diagnosed with acute leukemia; and even after sincere efforts of Avinash, Rupali died as a result of a haemorrhage. Avinash, though widely appreciated in his village due to his dedicated work towards social causes, was not met with appreciation for his eccentric decision. The lack of support from the villagers did not, however, dampen his spirits. Keeping his wife’s suggestion of doing something noble for his village, along with an innate respect and affinity towards his childhood school, Avinash set on the path of digitalizing the Zilla Parishad school.

 

The school had been falling short on the number of students, due to poor conditions. Avinash did not spend any time in grieving for his beloved wife’s death, and on February 22nd, the Digital School was inaugurated at Tandli. The remodelling of the school included the painting of the school walls, installation of computers, projectors, white boards, fans and water purifiers, flooring and carpet fitting – also leaving some amount for other necessities-all within the budget of 1.5 lakhs  which was set aside for the rituals.

 

Avinash, though a believer of God, is of the firm opinion that traditions must not be followed blindly. Though already famous for his NGO Yuvarashtra and his noble contributions towards the fight for the rights of farmers, earned a place in every heart by the tribute he gave to his wife’s memories; and by serving as an eye-opener for all those, who are unable to demarcate between belief in God, and belief in empty rituals.

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only people who are anti national are considered as heros these days

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Shivakumar, A School Dropout Who Feeds Thousands Of Poor

 

 

RB Shivkumar, a 41-year-old leaf merchant in Rajajinagar, Bangalore has become a ray of hope for the needy people in his city. He collects the leftover food from social gatherings, conventional halls in nearby areas, and distributes it amongst the poor people. In this manner, food is saved from wastage.

 

His journey started 16 years back when he was surprised to see the alarming rate at which food that was wasted every time a gathering was hosted. After pouring much thought to it he decided to lead the change.

 

It has not been a child’s play as there were emerging concerns regarding the food that might turn stale or unfit to be consumed if kept for long. For this reason, Shivkumar tasted the food first before distributing it to the people in need.

 

Food wastage in Bengaluru

 

The 2011 survey report by the University of Agricultural Sciences says that food worth 400 crore rupees are wasted every year in social gatherings in Bengaluru.

 

Shivkumar has tied up with almost 100 marriage halls in the city. Putting the food in large containers, it reaches around 20,000 people through his vehicle dedicated for this service. He received around 120 calls on the eve of Akshay Tritya and collected food from almost 40 halls and went ahead to feed 28,000 slum dwellers.

 

Shivkumar’s father is proud of this service which Shivkumar does for the society and he further adds, “I also distribute the leftover food at old-age homes and orphanages. I collect the leftover food from at least 10 marriage halls everyday during the marriage season.”

According to a report by The New Indian Express, Shivkumar finds it unfair to waste food when many still crave for a single meal in a day.

 

However, he is always ready to assist the ones’ who want to join this service. His good deeds do not end just here as he also supplies fresh drinking water at over 80 bus stands. In addition, to that, he has also built 20 built shelters.

 

He says, “I have asked my employees to plant two saplings a day and to water them daily. The forest department has assured me that they would supply 1,000 saplings,” he said in a report published in The New Indian Express.

 

The owner of Chikkamma Ramaiah Kalyana Mantapa, a Mantapa from where Shivkumar picks up food is satisfied that the food doesn’t get wasted anymore and reaches the hungry people.

 

Shivkumar’s deeds don’t just end here, as he also sponsors 10 school children every year, distributes textbooks and notebooks among government schools, lends bus passes to the lower income families and textbooks to their children all free of cost. It is inevitable that such exceptional work would go unnoticed and going by that Shivkumar also received a donation from a woman who noticed him on the rounds while he was busy working for the people.

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Media Moorkhulu mana desam ni adhah patalanki tookesthunaru..

karma ra babu..

[SeemaLekka]

phone ki lock code unte how did he know her father number?

[JANASENA]

phone ki lock code unte how did he know her father number?

 

akkada red lo mark chesanu kada baa he took someones help to call her father. 

[SeemaLekka]

akkada red lo mark chesanu kada baa he took someones help to call her father. 

miss ayyanu thanks ba

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This Doctor Came Back From America To India On A Health Care Mission

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xIJDWob_O9A

“I am very proud of my country and that’s why I always see for an opportunity and also live to give back anything possible to my country and serve my people. My name is Ramyashree Tummala. I am an internal medicine resident at saint vincent charity. I came from Cleveland to India on a mission called Medical yatra. If I translate that into English, it;s “pilgrimage.”

 

Shree and 15 other volunteer doctors from OHIO. Are on a one-week medical mission in eastern Gujarat’s tribal belt where villagers don’t have easy access to doctors. They see their “Bhagat,” or Traditional healer when they are sick.

 

I have seen how difficult it is for certain patients to get to a hospital when they  are sick. I’m very surprised that they are living with such pain and they have never gone to a doctor.

 

The mission is now in its 16th year. It goes to a different Indian region every year. In just one week, supported by doctors and volunteers. It treated 4,000 patients across 10 villages. Shree, who originally hails from southern India’s Hyderabad. Personally treated 400 patients.

 

I thought that this is a wonderful opportunity that I could take back to my country and serve my people with the knowledge and the working skills that I got from the training that I got in the US.”

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miss ayyanu thanks ba

 

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Baa add me also taking care of many strippers

 

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