Here’s to Shashwat Sachdev. Some collaborations go beyond work,... they become deeply personal. Sha has been that for me. Not just the music composer of Dhurandhar but someone I see as a younger brother, someone I’ve shared chaos, silence, ideas and some of the most intense creative days with. What he’s done on this film still doesn’t feel real when I say it out loud. 9 songs in 9 days for Dhurandhar Part 1, with the entire BGM done in 6 days. And then Dhurandhar Part 2, 14 songs in 11 days, BGM in 3. At that speed, at that scale, with that kind of emotional depth and that kind of extraordinary quality, it’s beyond crazy. And what makes it even more unreal is how both the albums, released within a span of 3 months, reached top global charts, with almost every song being loved and celebrated, something that’s an absolute rarity for any film in the world. For almost 15 days, my house stopped being a house. It became a living, breathing studio. Every room had something going on, music in the living room, recordings in the bedrooms, writing in the balconies. Singers and musicians walking in and out endlessly. Days and nights just blending into each other. 21–22 hour stretches, no real sense of time, just a shared madness to get it right. And right at the center of all of it was Sha. Holding everything together. Creating, composing, guiding, reacting, evolving, all at once. There were days he was unwell, running on barely any sleep, dealing with health scares but he still showed up fully, without compromise, without slowing down. That kind of resilience is rare. Having the legendary Irshad Kamil Sir alongside, and a team that gave everything they had, pushed this into something even more special. Everyone went into absolute God mode. And through all that chaos, Magic (Sha’s better half) was the anchor, keeping things steady, holding the energy together when everything could have easily fallen apart. What makes Sha truly special is not just his talent. It’s his hunger. His refusal to settle. His instinct to keep digging until something feels honest. He doesn’t chase easy, he chases truth in every note. That kind of commitment doesn’t come from skill alone. It comes from love. Love to achieve God through music. And you can feel that love in every second of Dhurandhar. Always grateful. Always rooting for you. ❤️show more

"wait until 5 & 6. At least for me,... i'm kind of a gooey, romantic when it comes to all that stuff. That's where the real acting and the real person-on-person moments and the real grit of it comes out." starting with the physical intimacy, and they're really about to dive in deeper even in the real, emotional intimacy. Especially with Ilya, that means so much, cause he's about to take down all of his defenses and just be his most vulnerable, his most honest self with Shane. No more "that means nothing" when deep down, he always felt it, those moments with Shane always meant everything, cause he is fucking in love with this man. And he's about to confess that, even if he already did but this time, Shane will hear it in his language... Cause this needs to be out. The cottage is gonna be the whole turning point of their life I AM NOT OKAY 😭 #heatedrivalryshow more

Q: Was there a particularly memorable moment working with... the members on this album? Tyler Spry: There’s a video that’s gone around on the Internet when I was writing with V, James Essien and Sean Foreman. That video is not the making of any of the songs that made the album, but it was one of the most fun days I had in the studio with the guys. We were just jumping up and down, singing the songs. I think that it was one of the freest days we had in the studio, creatively. So I do hope that song gets to see the light of day.show more

The thing I love most after enlistment is how... Jimin’s light isn’t just bright. It’s the brightest it has ever been. There’s a glow to him, a quiet radiance with that warm aura you can feel in his smile and those soft giggles. Like I said in my post, he looks freer. I’ve been a Jimin bias for a long time, from the very beginning, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen him shine quite like this. I keep going through old memories because this version of him carries pieces of every era I fell in love with. Maybe it’s simply been too long since we’ve seen him like this. Maybe I’m overwhelmed and grateful that he’s truly back. Maybe. Maybe not. But something about him now tells me he’s okay. He feels more grounded, more secure in himself, standing in a place that feels steady under him. His confidence is quiet but unmistakably real. And just to be clear, it’s not that he lacked confidence at any point in the last ten years. He always had it. What I mean is that this Jimin… it’s a different kind. It's a“He doesn’t give a fuck” kind of confidence, the type that comes from knowing himself completely and choosing to live in that freedom. Every single thing about him right now is just beautiful. The way he moves, the way he laughs, the way he carries this calm, freeing aura. It makes me happy… genuinely and deeply happy to witness this version of him.show more

The past year has seen me have a renaissance,... in the truest sense… I won’t go into details now but will at some point before long. What has brought so much happiness to my life and those around me this past year has been my falling back in love with sport. Cycling has, and always will be, my number one. Yet I’d forgotten that I simply love sport, not for results but for the sheer joy of doing it, I’d completely forgotten that the health of my mind is intrinsically connected to the health of my body. I’ve rediscovered the love I had for sport that existed before the world of professional cycling took over in the way it did. I’ve been pushing myself and trying new things this past year, indifferent to the results, just out having fun and at times going deeper than I thought I was capable of anymore. Last week I got on a TT bike for the first time in a decade, Factor Bikes built me a bike, I’ve been looking at it for two years and decided it was time to get fitted, getting back on it felt like going home. Anyway, the long and the short of this is that it’s inspired me to create a club to inspire and be inspired. A community for us to share our love for getting out there and doing it, because I’ve realized that although I spend most of my sporting life on my own I derive the most pleasure when feeling part of something. It’s in its early days, I’ve called it Sporting Club CHPT3 aka SCC3, I’d love you to check it out and join. It’s still in its infancy, but I hope it’s going to grow into something that will inspire you as much as me.show more

Soul of the Soul: A Sanctuary of Kindness in... a World of Chaos The cats were more than just companions to him—they were a reflection of his soul, and to them, he was safety itself. In the world of cats, tails raised high are a universal signal of absolute trust and comfort, a silent acknowledgment that they were in the presence of someone who offered not just food, but unwavering love and security. These small creatures, wandering through the ruins, found in him their sanctuary. He was not just a man to them; he was their guardian, their source of calm in a chaotic world. Whenever he approached, it was as if their silent language spoke: “Here, we are safe.” He was the kind-hearted man who brought peace to every being, human or otherwise. His purity was a shield, his presence a refuge, and even the simplest souls found solace in his light. The cats, those silent witnesses, felt his warmth and gravitated toward him as if they knew his essence was one of boundless compassion. His Absence: A Void Filled with Memories Now, the “Soul of the Soul” is gone, leaving behind a silence heavy with sorrow. Yet, in that silence lives the memory of a hand that fed without fail and a voice that reassured those around him that light could still shine through the darkest times. Even the cats, who felt his love in its purest form, will sit waiting—yearning for the hand that nurtured them and the presence that made them feel whole. These cats were not merely animals; they were living, breathing testimonials to his limitless humanity. He taught us that kindness is not just a virtue—it is resistance, a quiet yet powerful defiance against the cruelty of the world. Though his physical presence has departed, his legacy endures in every heart he touched, in every creature he comforted, and in every corner of Gaza that bore witness to his compassion. #Soul_of_the_Soul #KindnessAsResistance #FreePalestine #GazaLivesOnshow more

Producer Tyler Spry via Billboard about Taehyung (3) Q:... Was there a particularly memorable moment working with the members on this album? 👤There's a video that's gone around on the Internet when I was writing with V, James Essien and Sean Foreman. That video is not the making of any of the songs that made the album, but it was one of the most fun days I had in the studio with the guys. We were just jumping up and down, singing the songs. I think that it was one of the freest days we had in the studio, creatively. So I do hope that song gets to see the light of day.show more

It wasn’t just happiness flowing from his tears. They... carried so much more—the weight of battles fought in silence, the pain of being misunderstood, the sting of cruel words, and the doubt that crept in every time the world tried to make him feel less. Yet within those same tears was also the relief of finally being seen, valued, and loved for the person he truly is. It was a release of everything he once kept inside, finally finding its way out in front of people who embrace him fully. Dus, you deserve this moment more than anyone. Not only for the courage it took to fight through it all, but for the kindness and goodness that have always lived in your heart. You’ve inspired so many just by being yourself, and the love you’re receiving now—it’s the very love you’ve been giving all along, often without even realizing it. <3 Dustin Yushow more

He knelt down slowly, hands trembling, eyes wet. The... dog didn’t bark, didn’t flinch, just stared up at him, tail barely wagging, like he was trying to make sure it was really happening this time. And then, as if some invisible dam broke, the dog pressed his head into the man’s chest. That deep, relieved sigh dogs do when they finally feel safe again. The man whispered something, but you could tell it wasn’t for anyone else. Just him and his boy. Everyone around stopped talking. You could feel it, the kind of love that doesn’t need words, the kind that survives fear, distance, and time. After everything, he finally found his person again. And in that moment, the world was right. ❤️show more

Unfortunately he won't take the room for 5 days... because as he puts it, it's not permanent and he believes he will be back on the streets afterwards as it's happened to him previously he tells me. I've tried my hardest to reassure him that I won't let that happen but he says he's been let down so many times before that he just doesn't believe it and is happy where he is until I can find him a permanent room in a shared house I've spoken with him long and hard over the last week and I've come to the conclusion based on everything he's told me and my research that he's not a British army veteran with a service number he talks of being a mercenary part of the 13 commandos part of the French foreign legion and has the cap badge on his hat. What I do know is he's a 59 year old man with health problems but no drug or alcohol problems that is living in a tent in wasteland. My level of support hasn't changed he shouldn't be in wasteland in a tent rotting away with no family no support in 2025 I'm going to try my hardest this week to secure a room in a shared house the 5 night stay at the guest house is non refundable but it is what it is I just wanted to make sure he woke up on his 60th birthday in a better place. We tried our hardest but it doesn't always work out how you planned it in your head. Thank you all for sharing and raising awareness and thank you to Robert a long time supporter who has purchased a birthday cake for me to give him tomorrow 💙show more

I’m still here because this was the hardest fan... project we’ve faced in these six months. My patience and leadership were tested like never before to the point that I almost gave up in the middle of the preparation. There were nights I whispered to myself, “This will be my last.” I felt so pressured that sometimes I just wanted to hide and run away. On top of it all, I was carrying my own personal struggles, which made every step heavier. We took risks in almost every decision we made during this project. There were times when all we could say was, “Naniniwala kami sa Cheffies.” From tickets and props to the fan project and the fanzone everything was about risk and trust. Trusting the Cheffies that they would show up. Trusting the sponsors that they were only waiting for us to open our plan. Trusting Dustin and Bianca that they would see and hear our efforts. And above all, trusting each other as admins that no matter what happens, we would not give up on this. But it wasn’t just about risks. It was about sacrifices the sleepless nights, the drained wallets, the heavy emotions, and the constant balancing act between work life and fandom life. It was about choosing to fight even when we were tired, choosing to stay even when walking away seemed easier. Every small victory mattered, and every breakdown taught us something new. Looking back at these six months, I realized it’s not only about the events, the projects, or the milestones. It’s about the people who stood by me when I thought I couldn’t go on. The people I met along the way who turned into a second family. The laughter in between the stress, the comfort in the middle of the tears, and the bonds that were built in both the best and worst days. This is why, even when I wanted to let go so many times, I stayed. Because every hardship was matched with a reminder that I was not alone. Because this fandom has become more than just support for Dustin and Bianca it has become a home where friendships are nurtured, where trust is strengthened, and where love is felt. So this 6th monthsary is not just a celebration of Dustin and Bianca, though they remain the heart and reason for all of this. It is also a celebration of the Cheffies who never stopped believing, of the sponsors who trusted us, of the admins who fought side by side, and of the family we’ve built within Casa Dustbia. To Dustin Yu and Bianca De Vera, thank you for being the inspiration that started all of this. You may never fully know the weight of what we’ve gone through, but because of you, we learned to be braver, stronger, and more united. And to my Casa Dustbia family, thank you for reminding me that even in the hardest of our story, there is always something worth holding on to. Six months have passed, but this is just the beginning. More pages are waiting to be written with laughter, tears, risks, and victories. And as long as we continue to believe, to fight, and to love, we will keep turning those pahina together. Happy 6th monthsary, Dustin, Cheffies, Sponsors and Bianca. Mahal na mahal namin kayo today, tomorrow, and in every chapter that’s yet to come. 🫂💛show more

5 YEARS OF FUTURE NOSTALGIA ~ doesn’t even feel... real!!!! Thank you for the memories that I have to last me a lifetime ~ keeping me dancing all around the world 🌎 🩷 grateful beyond words and thanking my lucky stars every day for music and the power that it has over me and the ability that it has had time and time again to connect us all no matter where we are on this floating rock!!!! To celebrate this massive milestone in my life I’m sharing a version of Physical that 👼🏼 and I worked on together years ago and it always felt like it needed an occasion and this feels like it’s the perfect time. OUT MIDNIGHT TONIGHT 💿 💗 with love, always xx Duashow more

"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word... was with God, and the Word was God." -John 1:1 God does not separate Himself from His Word. That means every time you open that Bible- you are not just reading ink on a page. You are in the presence of God. His voice. His nature. His covenant. All of it is there, waiting for you. The enemy knows this. That's why he works so hard to keep you out of the Word. Pick it up today. 📖 💬 Share it with someone who needs to fall back in love with the Word.show more

Just got back from the match, and it still... hasn't quite sunk in. Last year was about overcoming the heartbreak and near misses for the first time. This year felt different. There was a calm confidence around this team, a feeling that they had learned from the setbacks and were ready for this moment. Being in the stadium to watch RCB lift their second IPL trophy was genuinely special. Not just because of the result, but because of the journey it took to get here. You could feel what it meant to the players and the fans who have stayed invested through all the highs and lows. Seeing that shared sense of joy at the final whistle is something I'll remember for a long time. A title built on resilience, belief, and delivering when it mattered most. Very glad I got to witness it in person. 🏆❤️ #RCB #IPLshow more

Six years ago today, the life I knew was... taken from me. The day started off ordinary. We had plans to go to the movies that day. But instead, I went to the office. Buried in spreadsheets, chasing perfection, trying to wrap up the quarter. While I was focused on emails and numbers, he was dying. Austin was being murdered. His life was stolen by someone else’s choice, someone else’s violence. And I had no idea my entire world was already breaking. I was eating ice cream with a coworker when the call came. I let out a sound I didn’t know I was capable of, a guttural scream that came from somewhere primal. I slid down a wall and collapsed to the ground. I hyperventilated for the first time in my life. And in that moment, I felt something inside me break. Something I’ve never been able to repair. I’ve carried survivor’s guilt ever since. The what ifs still haunt me. What if I hadn’t gone to the office? What if we had changed our plans? What if I could have somehow saved him? Six years. It is not just a marker of time. It is the weight of every moment lived without him, every fight I’ve carried on his behalf, and every breath I’ve taken when it felt impossible to breathe at all. Austin’s life mattered. What happened to him mattered. He was funny, loyal, full of love and plans for the future. He deserved so much more than what was done to him. You don’t walk away from something like this unchanged. Everything I’ve done to challenge a broken justice system has been in honor of him and for every person still fighting for the justice they deserve. I speak because silence would dishonor him. Because he deserves to be remembered with truth, with courage, and with relentless love. And I do it for everyone else who has been left in the aftermath still waiting, still fighting, still carrying it all alone. This is what being left in the wake of homicide looks like.show more

Flipping houses, or rehab and resell, is a game... that seems to be the craze these days. People with little (myself) or tons of money think they can buy a dump of a house, shine it up, and make $100,000 without a problem. So, I gave it a try, putting my proverbial chips in the middle and going all in. Renovated it in 63 days. New roof, HVAC system, electrical panel, kitchen, bathroom, doors, trim, flooring and paint. I listed it, and then it just sat—hours, days, weeks, months — costing me $100 per day in holding costs. We adjusted the price, staged furniture, and reshot photos, but it sat, but why? The basement was wet, which is the kiss of death in real estate, I have learned. As a GC, I have access to a network of subcontractors and skill sets that many people don't, though that doesn't mean repairs are free. After spending $60,000 in renovations, $14,000 in closing costs, and $32,000 in holding costs I was taking a loss on selling this house. Then, I had to put another $15,000 into it to stop water from entering the basement. It is what it is. The house is now under contract, and we feel good about things, which is a distraction from the other house I bought in the middle of all of this until my guy sent me this video yesterday as he was leaving….show more

. Today, on the sacred 7th of May 2026,... our film Krishnavataram The Movie arrives before the world with the divine blessings of Lord Jagannath. This is not merely the release of a motion picture; it feels like the unfolding of a prayer woven through cinema, music, silence, devotion, and emotion. Hardik Gajjar Films (The Director) and his entire team have created a deeply sensitive and spiritually moving experience that reveals Lord Krishna not only as the Supreme Divine, but as the eternal embodiment of love itself. The film delicately touches those unseen emotional shades of Krishna where compassion becomes music, silence becomes दर्शन, and love becomes the very breath of existence. It feels as though Krishna, while leaving this world, left fragments of His own heart behind for humanity to discover through devotion. The legendary Prakash Kapadia has written dialogues with extraordinary philosophical depth and emotional intensity. His words do not merely describe Krishna, they unveil Him layer by layer, allowing the audience to experience the tenderness, pain, divinity, playfulness, sacrifice, and cosmic love that exist within His consciousness. There are moments in the film where the dialogues feel less like writing and more like timeless revelations flowing from another realm. Irshad Kamil ji also has penned great songs which create magic on the screen. And then comes the soul of the film — its music. The music composed by Prasad S is not something one simply listens to; it slowly dissolves into the listener’s inner being like sacred incense lingering in the air of an ancient temple long after the lamps have faded. His compositions possess an extraordinary spiritual fragrance, where every note carries longing, surrender, stillness, devotion, and grace. There is a rare emotional purity in his music that touches the deepest corners of the heart without demanding attention — it simply enters silently and stays forever. Prasad’s understanding of emotion through sound is profoundly exceptional. He has not composed mere melodies for this film; he has sculpted states of consciousness. The background score breathes with Krishna’s compassion, smiles with His leelas, and weeps with His separation. Certain musical passages continue to echo within the soul long after the scene has ended, like a distant flute still calling from the banks of Vrindavan. His music possesses that rare divine quality where silence itself begins to sing. What touches me even more deeply is his humility. Prasad said to me that I was one of the driving forces behind the music of Krishnavataram, but the truth is, he himself is one of those divinely chosen souls blessed with rare sensitivity, grace, and sincerity. Despite his immense talent, he remains extraordinarily grounded, soft-spoken, and pure-hearted, someone who never claims success as his own alone, but lovingly shares its light with every co-artist who walks beside him. Perhaps that quiet humility, more than even his brilliance, is what makes him truly special to me. I feel very fortunate to have lent my voice and written lyrical expressions for the background score of this sacred cinematic journey. May Krishnavataram & its music awaken devotion, love, and inner stillness in every heart it touches. Because Krishna was not loved merely for being God, Krishna was loved because He understood the language of the human soul. SO REQUESTING EVERYONE TO GO TO THE NEARBY THEATRES AND WATCH THE MOVIE “KRISHNAVATARAM” AND WITNESS THE MAGNIFICENCE OF LORD KRISHNA !! prasad sashte Dr. Sajan Raj Kurup Harsh Sanghavi poonam shroff Raam Mori पंकज त्रिपाठी Shefali Vaidya. 🇮🇳 Dr. S. Jaishankar Benjamin Netanyahu - בנימין נתניהוshow more

At 54, here’s something I think about a lot:... The good old days don’t feel like it at the time. It feels more like struggle. From the age of 25 to 45, you’re in the thick of it—building a career, raising kids, trying to get ahead (or just keep up with life). It’s so easy to lose perspective and forget that… You’re in the sweet spot. One day you’ll look back on that struggle as the best of times. Every season of life has its pros and cons—triumphs and challenges—but there’s nothing quite like the prime adult years. So what are we to do about it? Simply recognize that you’re living your good old days right now. Slow down. Savor it. Smell the roses. Because I’m here to tell you… The days are long, but the years fly by. 🎥: First flight for my younger daughter. I thought I was climbing the mountain—little did I know I was standing on the peak.show more

Happy 33rd birthday Miley Cyrus and once again, thank... YOU so much for all that you have done in my life. 14 year old me made the best decision of his life one day when he woke up and saw the flowers music video and clicked it instantly. The song itself helped change my perspective about love in life and at a time where my self worth was based on others it made me become so much more comfortable with myself. I went to movies by myself, went to concerts by myself, and every time the opportunity to celebrate myself came, I took it. And since then, my love for your music and personality has only grew stronger, endless summer vacation was filled with bops and some of my personal favourite songs + something beautiful is just perfection. The meaning and concept of the album is also something that I find, for a lack of word, beautiful as in a place where everyone is so unkind and hateful, it focuses on the love and kindness of it. Also, meeting you this year was just the most iconic, fabulous, amazing thing to ever happen, thank you so much for hosting and performing and it was truly truly truly my dream come true. 😙♥️ This message is getting pretty long and I guess at the core of it, I just wanted to say thank YOU. You are the most beautiful person on earth and I hope you have the most wonderful birthday and enjoy your time with Maxx, Tish and your family. We all love you and can’t wait for the new album! Love you Miley ❤️♥️show more

We said goodbye to our beloved Odom last night... as it was his time to go. To say I am devastated would be an understatement because that dog has saved my life more times than I could even begin to fathom. To be with him at the end of his amazing life was an honor I do not take for granted. Most of my days and routines over the last few years were centered around him and ensuring that he received what he needed. Whether it was receiving insulin for his diabetes at the same times every day or planning walks and meals to accommodate what worked best for him, my schedule revolved around what he needed. To some, this might seem like a nuisance. For me, it made me better. I made his routines my routines. Walking him twice a day gave me time to reflect and appreciate all of the good in my life. Planning time for his exercise ensured I did the same for myself. Being immediately anchored by his weight on a walk because he wanted to appreciate something he had noticed taught me to slow down and take in moments in a way I wasn’t used to. His routine was my routine, and it made me better. When I first saw him at the Edmonton Humane Society Society, I wasn’t ready for a dog. My brother Alec was there, and he saw me with Odom, and he knew that I was in love immediately. I didn’t find Odom, but Odom found me. I left, not taking him home and immediately knew it was a mistake, and that he was meant to be in my life. I went to the Edmonton Humane Society the next day, 30 minutes before it opened, to ensure that I would be the first person to go through the doors. I headed straight for where Odom was, and he came home with me that day. With all of the ups and downs I have had in my life since, my love and pride in that dog were a constant. I am terribly sad, and I am taking solace in this quote from Andrew Garfield on grief: “This is all the unexpressed love, the grief that will remain with us until we pass because we never get enough time with each other, no matter if someone lives till 60, 15, or 99.” I love that dog because that dog loved me. Bye Odom…You will always be my best friend.show more