Subhashini Chandramani @Neelavanam

Hugh Laurie responded to a criticism of House

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The rain clouds floating in wipes the heat of summer. Like a duster on a chalk board, one sweat at a time.

Not just tourist spots, temples, malls, whichever place people rush to. The madness is mind boggling.

VatsRohit @KesariDhwaj

a day ago

Himachal will have to enforce a quota system to allow only a limited number of tourists/vehicles for a certain period. The geography has a certain carrying capacity and we cannot play lose and hard with the nature or damage will be irreversible.

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Dream of a ten year old The banyan tree had seen it all. In the newly formed layout stood this giant banyan tree. It was impossible to miss. It wasn't merely a tree. It was the area's mascot, landmark, meeting point and unofficial clubhouse. “Alli , aa aaladamara hatra” was all the direction anyone needed. Around it stretched what felt like an endless wilderness to a ten-year-old boy. There were lakes with dragonflies hovering above the water, orchards filled with guava and mango trees, empty plots that doubled up as cricket grounds. There was more than enough greenery to convince a child that Bengaluru was one giant forest with a few houses sprinkled in between. The banyan tree itself had many jobs. The younger kids learnt how to be Tarzan on its hanging roots. The older uncles occupied the benches and shade beneath it, discussing matters of great importance such as politics, cricket and why the younger generation was doomed. Teenagers played whatever sport television had convinced them was exciting that month. Cricket was permanent, of course. But hockey would suddenly become fashionable during the Olympics. Hand tennis appeared out of nowhere whenever somebody discovered a new ball or there was French open on TV. There was India version of games being played. It was the 10 years old first exposure to a large scale event on TV which ran multiple day and also held in India. One summer vacation afternoon, after returning from an expedition that involved climbing trees, getting chased by a dog and three raw guavas in his pockets, the boy sat beneath the banyan tree and made an announcement. "I want a baby elephant." His parents looked at each other. "A baby elephant?" "Yes." "As a pet?" "Of course as a pet.” The discussion continued far longer. Instead of immediately rejecting the idea, his parents played along. "What will you do with a baby elephant?" The boy had clearly thought this through. "I'll call him Appu." "I'll take him everywhere with me." He could already picture it. Every summer morning he would stroll through the neighbourhood with Appu walking beside him. All the other children would stare in admiration. Appu would accompany him to the lake. While the elephant enjoyed a refreshing bath, spraying water from his trunk like a municipal tanker , the boy would sit nearby washing freshly plucked guavas and mangoes. He would eat a couple immediately to check quality. The remaining fruits that could be fit into his pockets would be brought home for the afternoon. Sometimes he would ride Appu through the empty fields. Sometimes they would simply wander around together exploring the lakes and orchards. It was, as far as the boy was concerned, a flawless plan. His parents listened patiently. Then "Do you know how much an elephant eats?" The boy of course knew but did not respond. "It eats a lot." The boy felt it wasn’t a problem with all the fields around "And where will it stay?" "Outside." "Outside where?" The boy looked around. The entire world appeared to be outside. His parents continued. "It will become very big. We don't have enough space. We don't have enough money to feed it. We definitely cannot keep an elephant in the compound." One by one, the arguments shattered his dream. The boy spent the next few days sulking. He kicked stones. He stared at the banyan tree. Life was unfair. An elephant pet was denied After several days of reflection, he approached his parents again. "Can I ask you something?" His parents sensed danger. "What?" The boy looked hopeful. "Okay. If I can't have a baby elephant..." A pause. "...can I at least have a tiger cub?" *The story line drawing image generated by ChatGPT The banyan tree photo credit @RishiVikram4

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@Vikrchan definitely weak.

I don't think I have ever heard Rajesh khanna speaking English before. What a great clip. And that accent. Totally charming. ❤

fuck you

Punch Cat @PunchingCat

5 days ago

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'Men will be men' with a wonderful twist! For the Swiss retailer Migros, agency Thjnk Zürich takes a refreshingly unconventional approach to showcasing fresh produce. The most predictable route would have been to feature two mothers competing to pack the most imaginative, healthy lunchbox for their kids. But that trope is tired, and wouldn't have made a dent at all. In fact, if it were two mothers, the narrative would probably lean into them exchanging recipes and happily shopping at Migros together. Instead, by putting two dads in the arena, the ad unlocks a hilarious, hyper-competitive dynamic. What starts as a simple lunchbox comparison quickly spirals into an absurd arms race of food art with cucumber crocodiles and carrot race cars to an all-out gourmet standoff at a neighborhood barbecue. It’s the petty, silent game of oneupmanship between the dads that makes the ad memorable, all while seamlessly driving home the brand's message: they have the widest range of fresh produce to fuel any culinary ambition. #advertising #marketing #creativity

The reason we think dandelions are weeds is because of a 1950s marketing campaign. Dandelions, native to Europe and Asia, were brought to North America in the 1600s by European colonists who grew them deliberately. Every part is edible. The leaves are a salad green, the flowers were made into wine, and the roots were roasted as a coffee substitute and used medicinally for liver and kidney conditions for thousands of years. They were a kitchen-garden staple well into the 1800s. The shift happened after World War II, when 2,4-D (originally developed for chemical warfare research) was approved as a residential herbicide. Companies like Scotts built the modern lawn-care industry around the idea that a perfect green lawn meant zero broadleaf plants. Dandelions, being bright yellow and resistant to mowing, became a visible enemy, and the campaign worked. By the 1970s, "dandelion-free" was synonymous with "well-kept." They aren't native, but they aren't doing significant ecological harm either. The herbicides used to kill them, on the other hand, kill bees, contaminate groundwater, and have been linked to non-Hodgkin lymphoma in humans. If you hate dandelions, it's most likely due to a marketing campaign that ran before you were born.

While #Bengaluru City #IMD observatory records a total rainfall of 196 mm in May against an average of 128.7 mm, the #HAL observatory records the lowest May rainfall in at least 10 years by recording just 54.7 mm for the month. #Karnataka #weather

@suchiswriting Can twist the end of the thirukural, Kuzhal inithu, yazh inithu, to paravai saththam kekadavar!

The highlight of today is that fresh graduates from my alma mater, Mount Carmel College, are now part of the RedTile team. #womenpower

cup namde it seems!

We live in a city that complains about fallen leaves in winter. It also complains about the brutal summer and radiating heat. But how can winter leaves cool your summer? This month on @DeccanHerald👇

This country needs to fall in love with trees, rivers, flowers...

@badjourno Gasgase mara/ Singapore cherry. Sorts small white flowers and red fruits.

@alysha_lobo Thank you. We should meet sometime.

Some of you know me through my art and gardening column. I am also a co-founder of a Bangalore food tech startup. We are starting a pilot. Please retweet this for good karma! About The Pilot RedTile is a single-person food system that slow cooks tasty healthy meals with zero daily planning or cooking hassle. We’re looking for 30 young people in Bangalore to use it for about 6 weeks. You’ll get: •⁠ ⁠A RedTile unit for 6 weeks •⁠ ⁠Food packs to start — Poha, Upma, Kashmiri Pulao & more •⁠ ⁠Full support from our team All we ask: honest, practical feedback on how it fits your routine. Interested? Fill this form out: forms.gle/ZdxD3ymyEo8RrJ… We’ll reach out if it’s a fit! RedTile: redtile.in

@BurgerrB 😍

@vinaykashy Thank you!