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Jallikattu organized in the state of Tamil Nadu caused chaos. Also there was a tragedy in Jallikattu organized in Tiruchi. In Palemedu Jallikattu, one person was killed and 30 others were injured. The injured were taken to the hospital. Also there was chaos in Jaltikattu in Tiruchi. One of the villagers was killed when the bulls ran over them.
Addanki MLA Gottipati Ravikumar started a program called 'This is Karma for the State' against Jagananna's administration in Thimmaipalem Mandal, Addanki Mandal of Bapatla district. MLA Gottipati Ravi Kumar, who stopped the illegal sand mining in Thimmayapalem Rich against the rules, when the farmers bring to the attention of the authorities that illegal sand mining is going on to damage the fields, the authorities file cases against them unfairly. Angry at the manner...
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*Dr. Kota Rambabu who blessed the children ... TRS party district leaders who blessed the children after attending the new dress decoration ceremony of the daughters of Vootukuri Kalyan Chakraborty and Renuka in Sitanagaram village of Bonakal Mandal *Dr. Kota Rambabu* ..... In this program, TRS party leaders Nageswara Rao, TRS Party village vice-presidents Chilaka Siva, Gundla Ratnababu, Vootukuri Balakrishna, Kiran, Chilaka Harish and others participated.....
Can you do a Karen X reader where Cady calls Karen stupid while ranting to the reader about why they should be together instead, and the reader loses it and defends her girlfriend? Like something along the lines of "My girlfriend has to translate everything in her head. Do you know how smart she is in Telugu?"
I don't know why, but I have always had the hc that the 2024 is constantly confused because English isn't her first language.
Thank you!
“What does she see in you?” - Karen Shetty x Fem! reader
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The bell signaling the end of another tedious math class rang loudly, and you gathered your books, eager to escape the stuffy classroom. As you made your way through the bustling hallway, you spotted Karen standing by her locker, looking lost as usual.
"Hey, Karen," you greeted, smiling as you approached her. "Ready for lunch?"
Karen brightened at the sight of you. "Hey, Y/N! Yeah, I'm starving. What do you wanna eat?"
You shrugged. "I don't know, anything's fine with me. How about we grab something from the cafeteria?"
"Sounds good to me!" Karen chirped, closing her locker. As you walked together towards the cafeteria, you couldn't help but notice the curious glances and snickers from some of your classmates.
"What's up with them?" you muttered, frowning.
Karen glanced around nervously. "I-I don't know. Did I do something wrong?"
"No, of course not," you reassured her, squeezing her hand. "Ignore them. They're just being... immature."
As you entered the bustling cafeteria, you spotted Cady Heron, the new girl from Africa, sitting at a table with Janis Ian and Damian Leigh, talking animatedly. Cady noticed you and waved you over.
"Hey, Y/N! Come sit with us!" she called, flashing you a friendly smile.
You hesitated, glancing at Karen, who seemed unsure. "Um, sure," you said, Karen kissed you bye as she walked over to Regina and Gretchen as you walked over to Cady
As you sat down at the table, Cady launched into a rant about the school's social hierarchy, pointing out various cliques and their respective leaders. You listened politely, occasionally glancing at Karen, who was just picking at her food at another tanle
"And then there's the Plastics," Cady continued, her tone turning disdainful. "Especially Karen. I mean, she's nice and all, but let's face it, she's not the sharpest tool in the shed. What do you see in her y/n? I mean she’s not the prettiest and she’s certainly not the smartest.”
You felt a surge of anger rise within you. How dare she talk about Karen like that? Without thinking, you blurted out, "That's not true! Karen's smart in her own way."
Cady raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really? Care to elaborate?"
You took a deep breath, trying to gather your thoughts. "Karen may not be academically inclined, but she's incredibly perceptive. She's fluent in Telugu, for example, and she has to translate everything in her head before she speaks English. Do you know how smart she is in Telugu? She's also really good at reading people and understanding their emotions. That's a kind of intelligence, too."
“Tell that to the girl who couldn’t spell orange”, Cady snickered
"That's enough," you said, your voice trembling with emotion. "You have no right to talk about Karen like that. You don't know anything about her."
With that, you grabbed your tray, storming away from the table, grabbing Karen attention you grab Karen's hand and walked out of the cafeteria, leaving behind a stunned Cady and her friends.
Karen looked up at you, her eyes wide with surprise. "Y/N, what's wrong?"
You took a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down. "I'm sorry, Karen. I just felt sick all of a sudden”
Karen smiled, squeezing your hand. "Do you wanna go home? I’ll drive you home”
You nodded at the girl as she led you out the school gates.
Synopsis: Y/n decides to blend in with the other women of Mahismati and dons a Sari, catching Bhalla and Bahu's attention. Y/n is acquainted with several other women in the court, who teach her how to wear a sari in the Mahismati way. When Y/n's new friends longingly stare at a fruit tree, Y/n takes it upon herself to climb the tree and fetch some fruit, which catches the attention of everyone around, especially an amused Bhalla, who endlessly teases her about it.
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Once Y/n had been settled into her official room within the palace, she couldn't help but ponder her unique situation. She knew that to truly understand the kingdom and its people, she needed to blend in and dress like the other ladies of Mahishmati.
Curiosity piqued, and Y/n explored the closet in her room. To her delight, she discovered a breathtaking hlaf-sari adorned with intricate patterns and vibrant colours. Although completely unfamiliar with the attire, she made up her mind to give it a try, despite her apprehensions.
With a mixture of determination and uncertainty, Y/n carefully unfurled the sari and began the process of dressing herself. She attempted to mimic what she had seen in movies and pictures, her fingers gently navigating the folds and pleats of the fabric.
As she gazed at her reflection in the ornate mirror, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her efforts to assimilate into this new world. The vibrant colours of the sari added a touch of elegance to her appearance, and she couldn't deny that she looked the part, even if it was far from perfect.
She marvelled at the opulence that surrounded her. The grand corridors seemed to stretch on endlessly, and the walls were adorned with intricate designs that told stories of a rich history.
As Y/n explored the grand corridors of the palace, her attention was suddenly drawn to a bustling training ground on the ground floor. Curiosity piqued, she made her way towards it. There, she spotted Bhallaladeva, intensely practicing swordsmanship with a group of skilled warriors.
From her vantage point on the third floor, Y/n had a clear view of the training ground.
Bhallaladeva's movements were like a dance of deadly grace, his sword flashing through the air with deadly accuracy. It was a sight to behold, and Y/n found herself completely absorbed in watching him.
Unbeknownst to Y/n, Amarendra Bahubali, who had been present at the training ground, noticed her presence from a distance. He observed her as she admired Bhallaladeva's swordsmanship, intrigued by her fascination.
Bahu had always been skilled in reading people, and he couldn't help but wonder what it was about Bhallaladeva that had captured Y/n's attention.
As Bhallaladeva continued his rigorous training, Y/n's gaze remained fixed on him. She admired not just his physical prowess but also the determination and dedication with which he practised. It was clear to her that he was a man who took his responsibilities seriously, even in matters of combat.
And how exactly was she supposed to shift such a man from his main goal in life? To prevent his inevitable death atleast.
Bahubali, still watching Y/n, couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity about her. With his innate curiosity about everything and everyone, he couldn't resist the urge to approach Y/n.
He approached her with a warm and open demeanour, a natural conversationalist.
"Quite a display, isn't it?" he began, gesturing towards Bhallaladeva and the warriors below. "Our prince takes his training very seriously."
Y/n, somewhat startled by Bahubali's sudden appearance, turned her attention to him.
Her response, however, was marked by a strange manner of speech, a modern Telugu with a hint of her unique quirks. She replied,
"Oh, I know right?! Like, seriously, he's such a badass warrior, isn’t he?" Her unconventional way of speaking piqued Bahubali's curiosity, and he couldn't help but chuckle at her choice of words.
"Indeed, he is," Bahubali agreed, his deep voice carrying a friendly tone. "But I must say, your way of describing it is quite... unique." He emphasized the word 'unique' with a playful twinkle in his eye.
Y/n couldn't help but smile in response to Bahubali's warm demeanour. Despite the language barrier and the unfamiliar surroundings, there was something about his presence that put her at ease.
It was as though she had found a friendly face amidst the unfamiliarity of the palace.
Bahubali continued the conversation, genuinely interested in getting to know this intriguing lady.
"I haven't seen you around the palace before. Are you a guest of the queen, or have you recently arrived in Mahishmati?" he inquired jokingly, his curiosity driving the conversation forward.
Y/n nodded, her expressive eyes reflecting her enthusiasm as she played along with Bahubali’s antics.
"Yeah, I'm a newbie here. Just arrived and trying to soak in all the royal vibes, you know?" She joked back. She couldn't help but laugh at her own words, feeling a bit self-conscious about her informal way of speaking.
Bahubali's warm smile remained unwavering. "Well, we're glad to have you here in Mahishmati and it’s good to know you’re settling in well," he replied, his gaze sincere. "If you ever need any assistance or have questions about the kingdom, don't hesitate to ask. I'm here to help."
Y/n's heart warmed at Bahubali's offer of assistance. She had never expected to find such a welcoming presence in this ancient world.
"That's really nice of you," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. "I might just take you up on that offer."
As Bhallaladeva sparred with the skilled warriors in the training ground, his focus was unwavering, his swordsmanship precise and relentless.
However, on this particular day, something unusual happened. His eyes, trained for combat and strategy, were inexplicably drawn to the grand palace's upper levels.
There, standing on the third floor, was Y/n, dressed in a vibrant and slightly skewed sari that accentuated her grace and elegance. Bhallaladeva's swordplay momentarily faltered as he caught sight of her. He found himself mesmerized by her presence, his sword hanging mid-air as if enchanted by her beauty.
Despite the bustling training ground and the clang of swords, Bhallaladeva's eyes remained fixed on Y/n. The warriors he sparred with exchanged puzzled glances as they witnessed their prince's unusual distraction. They had never seen their prince react this way before, and it was clear that something extraordinary had caught his attention.
As Y/n decided it was time to explore more of the palace and get accustomed to the people around, she casually bid farewell to Bahubali, leaving him with a grin and a wave.
“Well, there’s a lot more this to palace than just a hallway and a balcony, so I’ll take my leave now,”
“Well, I could show you around, if you wanted,” Bahubali offered, earning a smile from Y/n. Y/n looked around and saw the group of girls that were fawning over him, and chuckled.
“Well, Prince Charming, I'll let you go back to your admirers. Don't want to keep the ladies waiting.” She said, with a princely charm, Bahubali chuckled,
"You're quite the character, Y/n. I hope you enjoy your time exploring the palace."
“Thanks, I’ll catch you later, Bahu,” Y/n departed with a wink and a wave, forgetting that she wasn’t talking to a fictional character anymore, but rather a real prince.
Her informal manner of parting amused Bahubali and even those nearby were taken aback by her audacity.
Bahubali, grinning at Y/n's playful departure, watched her go with an amused glint in his eye. He couldn't help but admire her spirited and carefree nature, which seemed to contrast the formality of the palace.
“She’s really…” BAhubali paused for a moment and took a breath, “Something.” He nodded to his own words, “something different.”
As Y/n departed, the group of giggling girls quickly spotted her wandering around the palace grounds. They couldn't contain their curiosity and excitement and rushed over to introduce themselves.
"Hello there! You must be new," one of the girls exclaimed, her eyes filled with curiosity.
Y/n offered a warm smile, appreciating their friendliness.
"Yes, I am. I arrived here just recently," she replied. The girls were eager to know more.
"What's your name?" another girl inquired. Y/n hesitated for a moment, thinking about her peculiar circumstances.
"You can call me Y/n," she finally replied.
The questions continued to pour in as the girls gathered around her, creating an impromptu circle of curious faces.
"Where do you come from, Y/n?" one girl asked, her eyes sparkling with interest.
Y/n contemplated how much she should reveal about her true origins.
"I come from a distant land, far from Mahishmati," she answered vaguely, maintaining an air of mystery.
"How do you know Prince Bahubali?" another girl inquired, her tone tinged with curiosity and perhaps a hint of jealousy.
Y/n chuckle, "I actually met him just yesterday," she confessed, and the girls exchanged surprised glances.
Their curiosity didn't wane, and they continued to pepper Y/n with questions.
"What brings you here? Are you staying in the palace?" another girl asked.
"I've come to study the Mahishmati culture and learn about this incredible kingdom. As for staying in the palace, it seems I will be here for some time," she explained.
The girls exchanged glances, both impressed and envious of Y/n's opportunity. Despite their initial curiosity and perhaps a tinge of jealousy regarding her connection with Bahubali, they welcomed her warmly into their circle.
Understanding Y/n to be a foreigner, the group of girls even took it upon themselves t re-drape Y/n’s sari in a way that said ‘Mahismathi’ like none other.
As they completed their task, the group of girls excitedly whisked Y/n away, eager to show off their newfound friend to the rest of the palace. They took her on a tour, introducing her to various parts of the grand palace.
Their wanderings led them to the training area, where the clashing of swords and the shouts of warriors echoed through the air.
Bhallaladeva was engrossed in his training once more, his focus sharp as ever. However, as Y/n entered the area, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of her, and his swordplay faltered once more. Her presence, clad in the Mahismathi sari, captivated him once again, much like it had the first time he saw her.
Bhallaladeva's intense eyes remained fixed on Y/n as she moved with her newfound friends, his curiosity and fascination growing with every passing moment.
As the group of girls roamed the palace grounds, they came across a magnificent fruit tree laden with ripe, tempting fruits. Their eyes sparkled with desire as they gazed up at the fruit-laden branches.
Y/n couldn't help but notice their wistful expressions. With a confident smile, she decided to take matters into her own hands.
The girls turned to her, curious about her plan.
"I'll fetch us some fruit," Y/n declared, earning surprised looks from her new friends. They exchanged glances, intrigued by her confidence.
"How?" one of the girls asked, her curiosity piqued.
Y/n simply winked at them and began demonstrating her plan. She gathered the end of her sari and deftly tucked it into her Langa. The other girls watched with wide eyes as she approached the fruit-laden tree and started to climb, her sari serving as a makeshift rope.
The sight was nothing short of astonishing, and it didn't take long for a small crowd to gather, both men and women, to witness this incredible display. Y/n's agile ascent was met with gasps of amazement and admiration.
From her lofty perch, Y/n plucked several ripe fruits and gently dropped them to her friends below. The girls eagerly caught the fruit, their faces lighting up with delight.
But amid the cheers and applause, Y/n couldn't help but notice Bhallaladeva among the onlookers. His gaze was fixed on her, his expression a mix of awe and fascination.
However, Y/n, unaware of his true intentions, mistook his look for one of mockery. She quickly descended from the tree and landed gracefully on the ground. Brushing bits of bark from her hands, she felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her.
Not wanting to appear immodest in front of the prince, Y/n hastily readjusted her sari, ensuring it covered her properly. In her mind, she believed she had committed a social faux pas by climbing the tree, unaware that her actions had left many in awe, including Bhallaladeva himself.
As Bhallaladeva approached Y/n, the crowd that had gathered to witness her impressive feat began to disperse, giving them some space. Bhallaladeva couldn't resist a snarky comment and a playful grin as he closed the distance between them.
"Quite the agile monkey, aren't you?" he teased, a glint of amusement in his eyes. His remark was met with a few chuckles from those who had witnessed Y/n's tree-climbing adventure.
Y/n, never one to back down, responded with an equally snarky comeback.
"Well, they say necessity is the mother of invention. Besides, I've never seen a tree laden with such delicious-looking fruit before." Bhallaladeva's curiosity got the better of him, and he couldn't help but inquire,
"Speaking of inventions, why the change in your sari style?" Y/n glanced down at her sari, now draped in the traditional Mahishmati fashion. She chuckled softly, realizing her earlier fashion faux pas.
"Honestly, I didn't even realize there was a different style here. Back where I come from, that was how we wear saris. It's comfortable and practical."
Bhallaladeva, despite his initial teasing, spoke more softly this time, nervously while avoiding eye-contact.
"Well, you should wear your style more often. It suits you and you wear it well."
Y/n, caught off guard by one of the fruits that her lady friend had tossed her, blinked in surprise.
"Sorry, I didn't catch that. Could you repeat it?" she asked, genuinely curious about his words.
But Bhallaladeva's face reddened, and he quickly masked his embarrassment with a snarky comment.
"Never mind. It wasn't that important." Y/n held a saddened look on her face.
“Aw, come on please tell me, I really didn’t hear you!” She pleaded, her look causing Bhallaladeva to go redder and he looked away in embarrassed anger.
“I said it was nothing, Monkey!” Bhallaladeva huffed, angrily, waving Y/n away, “Go back to climbing trees or something.” He grumbled.
With that, he turned on his heel and walked away, leaving Y/n both puzzled and intrigued by their brief but engaging conversation.
Y/n couldn't resist the opportunity to fire back, her playful smirk evident.
"Oh, so you're an expert on monkeys now, Your Highness?” She shouted, causing Bhallaladeva to turn shapely on his heel and walk back to Y/n with speed. “I didn't know they taught primatology to royal brats."
Bhallaladeva raised an eyebrow, not one to back down from a challenge.
"It appears they've also taught you to speak out of turn, insolent monkey girl." Y/n feigned innocence, batting her eyelashes.
"Oh, forgive me, your majesty. I must have forgotten my royal etiquette class back in my land."
The prince's jaw tightened, and he shot back with a sly grin.
"Perhaps they forgot to teach you manners in your land." Y/n pretended to ponder his words for a moment, tapping her chin.
"Manners, you say? Is that why your palace is so quiet? Everyone afraid to speak?"
Bhallaladeva's face flushed. "Our court has its own decorum."
"Ah, yes," Y/n replied with faux reverence. "The 'Royal Rules of Silence,' I've heard of them."
The prince's nostrils flared as he clenched his fists, resorting to painting his face with a sly smirk.
"You have a sharp tongue, monkey. I hope it doesn't get you into trouble."
Y/n leaned in closer, a challenging glint in her eye. "Trouble finds me, Your Highness. I've been trained in the art of survival in strange lands, after all."
Their argument was interrupted by the arrival of Y/n's friends, who had been observing the exchange with worry. One of them couldn't help but tease in hopes of killing the tension down a little,
“Good evening, Your Majesty,” She said, with a quick curtsy, “It seems you’ve met my friend over here,” She motioned towards Y/n, “She’s new to the kingdom, she doesn’t know anyone yet-” Bhallaladeva raised his hand to the lady’s face, his eyes boring into Y/n’s.
“We’ve met before,” Bhallaladeva said.
"Looks like someone's found a sparring partner, Y/n." The lady said, awkwardly.
Y/n grinned at Bhallaladeva.
"Oh, absolutely. I've been searching for a conversation as stimulating as this for ages. It's not every day you get to trade barbs with royalty."
Bhallaladeva rolled his eyes but couldn't hide the small smile that tugged at his lips.
"Just remember, Monkey, royalty always gets the last word."
Y/n chuckled as she turned to leave with her friends. "We'll see about that, Your Royal Snarkiness. Until next time!"
As two firecrackers parted ways, walking their own paths, Bhallaladeva gave a small pause and turned around, spotting Y/n’s retreating figure. Unknown to him, a small grin tugged at his lips and he turned back.
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it’s a dog eat dog world, and SAMEER SIDDIQUI has to learn how to bare their teeth without letting the cameras flashes catch anything other than a smile. with a face like SHAH RUKH KHAN, the world wants nothing from HIM except all that HE has to offer. SAMEER has had FIFTEEN YEARS in town to learn the rules of living it up on top. but at just FIFTY, will they try to make peace with the golden scale that’ll try to tell them their heart is in the right place or fight for what they want? with A VINTAGE FILM CAMERA'S SHUTTER SOUND, A STACK OF SCRIPTS COPIOUSLY WRITTEN OVER AND UNDERLINED IN VIVACIOUS RED INK, AND THE LOUDEST VOICE IN A ROOM FILLED WITH PEOPLE TRYING TO BE REMEMBERED to make up their reputation, let’s hope the DIRECTOR won’t look for the saints in the city of angels to help them. there’s nothing holy about hollywood.
QUICK FACTS.
NAME: sameer siddiqui NICKNAME: sameer, sam AGE: fifty PLACE OF BIRTH: mumbai, maharashtra, india NATIONALITY: indian DATE OF BIRTH: 20 december 1973 GENDER: cisgender man PRONOUNS: he/him ORIENTATION: bisexual RELIGION: islam ( sunni ) PARENTS: talmiz siddiqui ( business magnate, diplomat ) & zarina siddiqui née rehman ( opera singer ) LANGUAGES: hindi, urdu, english ( fluent ) spanish, french ( conversational ) telugu, hindko ( half-forgotten ) EDUCATION: st. stanislaus, delhi university ( statistics ) OCCUPATION: actor, director, business magnate HOBBIES: investment, film, sports ( cricket, football, rugby ) CAREER CLAIM: shah rukh khan, robert downey jr. as iron man ( acting claims ) + robert eggers ( directing claim )
PARALLELS.
kendall roy ( succession ) rhaegar targaryen ( hotd / f&b ) tyler durden ( fight club ) patrick bateman ( american psycho )
SNAPSHOT
tw for maternal mortality, death, grief, drug use/addiction, mental health issues
tl;dr local area failson fails upwards because all that money has formed a safety net so high up that failure was quite literally made impossible — and he knows this not for a lack of trying, either, so fuck it, he might as well enjoy the show!
aka kendall roy but if logan roy was a good father
let’s get one thing out of the way: you never really wanted this. then again, you never really wanted anything: you, who wanted for nothing ever since you were a child, silver-spoon scion of a politician’s lovelorn grief. you reminded him of his loss, and he treasured you for it, this persistent yet foolish hope that who we love persists in some form long after they are gone. you never knew your loss, poor child, and he never taught it to you either: your father, so loving yet so unwise, so caring yet so reckless. in his desire to make your world softer, he has made a monster out of you.
but we’re getting ahead of ourselves, aren’t we? you were a child, and you wanted like a child, and you felt things as deeply yet as fleetingly as a child only ever could. you made your father fire three nannies in a�� row, then didn’t speak to him for all of two days because the new nanny couldn’t make chiru dosa in a way you like. so then your first nanny was recalled, but you didn’t want to see your new nanny cry — and so your father decrees: then you shall have two.
that was your life: your father bending to your will, always ever to your will. he was so attuned to your state of being that he knew what you wanted before you yourself did, buying you your first wicket and bat, your first horse, then — when you got greedy, as children often are — a cricket team, a stable, a polo franchise… on and on and on the list goes, until there is so much love that you are drowning in it, so much stuff, so much money, so much of everything, everything, every—
what happens to a child who is never taught no? you never once learn: there is a limit one can go, and one day you’ll brush up against it, and you have to understand that the safest course of action is to turn back around.
yet here, now, a list of fuck-ups: a wrecked car, an accidental overdose, two, another wrecked car, a wrecked room and a wrecked house, a party where everything goes wrong and the police gets called and there’s an ambulance and you’re in the middle of a psychotic episode and you start to think this is it but then — no, your father makes a few calls and it’s all wiped clean and you realise this is it.
somewhere in the fucked-up breaking-down grey matter of your brain, something rewires. this is it. gets shifted: this is it. when you check out of the hospital, your father doesn’t even berate you, only says everything is taken care of. which makes your brain break again because you realise that this is it. this is you. nothing changes; nothing passes: everything lies still in perfect equilibrium, where you will never want for anything, not even success, not even failure, not even evolution, nothing but perfect voidness of conditions.
you had ambitions, when you were a child: cricket, mainly, then polo — but anything sports-related is too much work to juggle with your continued drug dependence, so you take the path of least resistance. you remember, once, the way people clapped at your so-so performance in the school play. you don’t delude yourself, of course. people clapped and cheered when you presented yourself in the roll call because they knew your dad was there but — that didn’t matter. you liked the attention. you liked the clapping and the cheers and all eyes on you like you’re a man just like you’re father. so: bollywood it is.
your father pays for it, obviously. if you had any scruples, you might have been ashamed, but there are no scruples because there are no limits. because this is it we’re talking about here. and so you get one role you did shit in, another where you’re kind of so-so, then another where you’re passable and — wonder of wonders — some roles where you discover that you’re actually good.
and so this is what life is, and so this is what life has become: an accident of meaninglessness where you planned for none of it, and yet you’ve made a miracle out of it. an interviewer once asks you what do you credit for your success? and you laughed at their faces. credit? you asked. what the fuck are you talking about? this is all me, baby. i’m it.
WANTED CONNECTIONS.
if you see this, i’m still in the process of cooking em up so let us simply go w vibes for now
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N Chandrababu Naidu's Vision: NH-216 Becomes the Lifeline of East Godavari Coast
The Telugu Desam Party (TDP), under the visionary leadership of N Chandrababu Naidu, has achieved a significant milestone in enhancing connectivity and reducing travel time along the NH-216, the lifeline of the East Godavari Coast. With a focus on infrastructure development, the TDP has successfully completed Phase I of the project, 4-laning the stretch from Kathipudi on NH-16 to Kakinada in an impressive 1.5 years.
The NH-216, which spans from Kathipudi on the NH-16, passing through Kakinada and Amalapuram, and extending up to Dindi in Razole, holds immense importance as a key arterial route in the region. Under the strategic planning and execution led by N Chandrababu Naidu, Phase I of the project, covering Kathipudi to Kakinada, has been transformed into a modern, 4-lane highway, ushering in a new era of connectivity for the East Godavari Coast. One of the most notable achievements of TDP is the substantial reduction in travel time from Kakinada to Annavaram, with commuters experiencing a 30-minute time-saving. This improvement not only enhances the efficiency of transportation but also has a positive impact on the daily lives of residents and businesses along this vital corridor. Furthermore, the complete 4-lane connectivity between Vizag and Kakinada is a testament to the TDP's commitment to creating robust infrastructure networks that facilitate economic growth and regional development. The seamless connectivity along this route opens up avenues for trade, commerce, and tourism, contributing to the overall prosperity of the region. Beyond transportation benefits, N Chandrababu Naidu initiatives have had a positive impact on public health. Malaria incidence in the Integrated Tribal Development Agency (ITDA) area has seen a drastic reduction, reflecting the TDP leader's holistic approach to development, where infrastructure and health are interconnected elements of progress. Search the east godavari TDP website for more flash news on the developments and achievements of TDP.
As the NH-216 evolves into a modern and efficient transportation corridor, it stands as a symbol of N Chandrababu Naidu's vision for comprehensive development. The TDP's contributions to the region's infrastructure, connectivity, and public health showcase its dedication to improving the quality of life for the people it serves. The NH-216 project exemplifies the transformative leadership of N Chandrababu Naidu and the TDP, solidifying their role in shaping the future of the East Godavari Coast.
NTR Anna Canteens: TDP's Remarkable Initiative to Alleviate Hunger
In 2016, the Telugu Desam Party (TDP) under the leadership of the then Chief Minister, N.Chandrababu Naidu- launched a groundbreaking initiative known as "Anna Canteens." Named after the revered founder president of the TDP, Shri. Nandamuri Taraka Ramarao, these canteens aimed to address the nutritional needs of various marginalized segments of society in Andhra Pradesh. The primary objective of Anna Canteens was to provide affordable and wholesome meals to those often overlooked – daily wage earners, unorganized sector workers, unemployed youth, bachelor students, and individuals residing in hospitals. The initiative sought to combat hunger by offering breakfast, lunch, and dinner at a meager cost of Rs 5 for breakfast and Rs 15 for a complete meal. Do check to the official website for more updates and flash news.
Under the visionary leadership of N. Chandrababu Naidu, the TDP government swiftly implemented this ambitious plan. Over 60 Anna Canteens were initially set up in 25 municipalities, and commendably, this number expanded to 203 canteens across 110 municipalities in Andhra Pradesh. The TDP government, recognizing the importance of infrastructure, provided buildings and clean water for these canteens. N Chandrababu Naidu's tech-savvy approach was evident in the modernization of Anna Canteens. The government invested in CCTV cameras, fingerprint and iris recognition systems, and other technological enhancements to ensure efficiency, security, and a premium look to these establishments. This step not only facilitated transparent operations but also prevented fraudulent activities.
The success of the Anna Canteens was measured not just in numbers but in the lives touched. Over 2 lakh people in Andhra Pradesh benefited from this initiative, receiving affordable and nutritious meals. The scheme played a crucial role in reducing starvation and enhancing the health standards of the public, particularly for the migrant workers and urban poor. Despite the pause in Anna Canteens due to contract expiration, several TDP leaders, inspired by N. Chandrababu Naidu's vision, continue to serve the people. In certain parts of Andhra Pradesh, TDP Party leaders, and other members actively support canteens to ensure that the initiative's noble objective of providing inexpensive and healthy meals endures.The NTR Anna Canteens stands as a testament to the TDP's commitment to the welfare of its people. This remarkable initiative, spearheaded by N. Chandrababu Naidu, addressed the immediate need for affordable meals and left a lasting impact on the lives of countless individuals. As political landscapes evolve, the legacy of Anna Canteens remains a shining example of how political leaders can make a tangible difference in the lives of those they serve.
Anna Canteen: A TDP Initiative Redefining Social Welfare
In 2016, the Telugu Desam Party (TDP) under the leadership of Shri. Nara Chandrababu Naidu introduced a groundbreaking initiative named "Anna Canteens," aimed at providing affordable and nutritious meals to various segments of society, especially those in dire need. Named after the founder president of the TDP, Shri. Nandamuri Taraka Ramarao, Anna Canteens emerged as a flagship program to address the nutritional needs of workers in unorganised sectors, bachelor students, unemployed youth, hospital residents, and daily wage earners across Andhra Pradesh. Under the visionary guidance of Chief Minister N. Chandrababu Naidu, Anna Canteens offered a diverse menu, serving breakfast at Rs 5 with options like 3 idlis, 3 pooris, upma, or Pongal. The lunch and dinner plate, priced at a nominal Rs 15, included rice, dal/sambar, pickle, curry, and curd.
In the initial phases, the Chandrababu Naidu government set up over 60 Anna Canteens, later expanding the initiative to 203 canteens across 110 municipalities in the state. The TDP government provided essential infrastructure and clean water for these canteens, entrusting the supervision to the Akshaya Patra Foundation. True to his tech-savvy nature, Chief Minister Naidu ensured the hi-tech transformation of Anna Canteens. Installing CCTV cameras, and incorporating fingerprint and iris recognition for facial identification, the canteens not only provided nourishment but also maintained a secure and efficient environment for patrons.
Operating between 7 am to 9 am, 12 pm to 2 pm, and 7 pm to 9 pm, Anna Canteens became a beacon of hope, serving over 2 lakh people with affordable and healthy meals. This initiative significantly contributed to reducing starvation and improving the health standards of the public in Andhra Pradesh. Unfortunately, the Anna Canteen initiative faced a pause as the contract with the Akshaya Patra Foundation concluded. Despite the halt, many TDP leaders, under the continued guidance of N. Chandrababu Naidu, persist in serving the people in select canteens across the state, demonstrating an unwavering commitment to this noble cause.
As the legacy of Anna Canteens continues, it stands as a testament to the TDP's commitment to social welfare. The initiative not only addressed the immediate needs of the underprivileged but also laid the foundation for a healthier and more inclusive society. To stay updated on such TDP contributions and TDP achievements, one can visit the official TDP website for the latest news and flash updates.