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Remember watching Malgudi Days on television and getting lost in its world? The man behind so many unforgettable moments, Anant Nag, has now received the Dadasaheb Phalke Award for 2024. But his journey to this honour began long before Malgudi Days. While working at Union Bank of India, he...

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On 20th of April 1976, R.B. Ramesh was born! 50 years ago! He became a GM at the age of 27 years in 2003. In 2002, he had won the British Championships, and in 2007 he became the Commonwealth Champion. In 2008, he took a bold step in his chess career. He gave up playing chess and started a chess academy and named it Chess Gurukul. He also gave up his job in Indian Oil (IOCL) around the same point. Many told him that this was a dangerous decision. But Ramesh had 2 things going for him: 1. He loved coaching 2. His better half WGM Aarthie Ramaswamy was also ready to support him in this endeavour! With his immense chess knowledge, willingness to learn and ability to work extremely hard, Ramesh created the base for a real chess boom of Indian chess! Players like Praggnanandhaa, Vaishali, Aravindh Chithambaram, Karthikeyan Murali, Bharat Subramaniyam and many others grew up at his academy! There was a point when almost every single rising talent of Indian chess wanted to work with him. Today as Ramesh celebrates his 50th birthday, it is interesting to see the road he has travelled. Vaishali is going to play the World Championship Match in a few days! He also received the Dronacharya award recently. He started a completely free chess academy named Chola Chess to develop the next generation of Indian chess. Thank you Ramesh for powering Indian chess! Your contribution to the growth of the sport in the country has been immense. Wishing you a very happy 50th birthday. Photo: Tushar Damor #chess #chessbaseindia #rameshchess

ChessBase India

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James Garner was wounded twice in Korea. He received his first Purple Heart there. The second took 32 years. Long before Maverick and The Rockford Files, Garner spent 14 months serving in Korea with the Army's 5th Regimental Combat Team. He had been there just two days when enemy shrapnel struck him in the face and hand. Garner survived the wound and received his first Purple Heart. Months later, in April 1951, he was wounded again—but this time, the fire came from his own side. U.S. Navy jets mistakenly attacked Garner and his fellow soldiers. His rifle was shattered, he suffered phosphorus burns to his neck, and he was hit in the backside as he dove for cover. The National Archives confirms both wounds in Garner's official military records. Years later, Garner could laugh about where that second wound landed. He joked that, considering the size of the target, how could they miss? But there was a problem. Garner had earned a second Purple Heart for that wound. He never received it. More than three decades passed. By then, the young soldier from Oklahoma had become one of television's most familiar faces—Bret Maverick in Maverick and Jim Rockford in The Rockford Files. Then, in November 1982, Good Morning America host David Hartman learned what had happened and began making inquiries. The Army went back through Garner's old records. On January 24, 1983, at Lorimar Studios in Los Angeles, Maj. Gen. Lyle Barker finally presented Garner with the recognition he'd earned for that second wound more than three decades earlier. The Army acknowledged that it was correcting an error. Garner was 54 years old. He joked that getting the medal 30 years late was still better than getting it posthumously. But then he explained why receiving it all those years earlier had mattered to him. There was someone he'd wanted to show his Purple Hearts to. His grandmother. By the time the Army finally corrected the mistake, she had already died.

End3of6Days9 (Helen) 🇺🇸

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"Walter always said the Fourth of July was for everyone else. His daughter used to invite him inside before the fireworks started, close the curtains, turn the television up, and pretend she wasn’t watching his hands. Walter hated that part most. He didn’t want pity. He didn’t want people whispering around him. He wanted to sit on his own porch, in his own chair, and act like the noise didn’t still reach places in him he couldn’t explain. He had come home from Vietnam a long time ago, but some nights never seemed as far away as they should have. Most days, Walter was steady. He mowed his lawn, fixed the loose rail by the steps, and waved at every neighbor who passed. Loud sudden sounds were the one thing that could still pull the room out from under him. That night, the first fireworks started before it was fully dark. Walter stayed outside anyway. He sat on the porch steps with his cap low over his face, trying to breathe through each burst like he’d done so many times before. Duke watched him from the walkway. The black shepherd mix had been with Walter for three years. He knew the small things: the way Walter’s shoulders tightened before he said he was fine, the way his fingers curled when the noise got too close, the way silence after a loud boom sometimes scared him more than the boom itself. Another firework cracked over the neighborhood, and Walter covered his face with both hands. Duke came up the steps slowly. He didn’t crowd him. He just walked close enough, waited a second, then rested his head on Walter’s knee. Walter’s hand dropped almost right away. He touched Duke’s ear, then the side of his neck, and his breathing started to slow. The fireworks kept going behind them, lighting the street in red and white, but Walter wasn’t alone with the sound anymore. After a while, he leaned forward and held Duke with both arms. “Good boy,” he whispered. Duke stayed there until the noise moved farther away. What has your dog done when they somehow knew you needed them?

Crazy Moments

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🙏🇺🇸🙏 U.S. Air Force Captain Seth R. Koval — one of six Airmen who lost their lives while supporting Operation Epic Fury. For those who knew Seth, he was far more than a pilot or an officer in uniform. He was a husband, a father, a son, a brother, and a friend whose presence filled the lives of the people around him with love and strength. Seth grew up dreaming of becoming a pilot. That dream eventually became a life of service, one he carried with pride every time he put on his uniform. Those close to him say he loved what he did and felt honored to serve others through his work in the Air Force. But the people who knew him best remember something even greater than his career. They remember a man who was loving, generous, and kind-hearted. A man who always looked for ways to help others. Someone who could fix almost anything, who loved the outdoors, and who never hesitated to put the needs of others before his own. Above all, Seth was a devoted family man. His wife shared the heartbreak their family is now facing, describing the unimaginable pain of losing the person she loved most. In her words, Seth was not only an exceptional Airman, but the most incredible husband, father, son, brother, and friend anyone could ask for. She shared that one of the greatest honors of her life was standing beside him as he achieved the dream he had carried since childhood — becoming a pilot and serving his country. Though his life was cut far too short, Seth's legacy continues to live on through the family he loved deeply, especially in the smile of his young son who will carry a part of his father's spirit forward. For the Koval family, the days ahead will not be easy. Yet they have expressed deep gratitude for the love and support that has surrounded them during this painful time. Across communities and within the Air Force family, many people are remembering Captain Seth R. Koval not only for the uniform he wore, but for the life he lived - a life marked by service, faith, and love for others. Today we pause to honor him and to keep his family, friends, and fellow Airmen in our thoughts. - May Capt. Seth R. Koval rest in peace, and may his service and legacy never be forgotten 🙏🇺🇸🙏

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The Issa thread PART 1: The Ronaldinho Scam Let's first take a look at Parsa Abbasie’s Career Timeline Beginning as “sphex” he would scam people for Fortnite gift cards on streams. This is where he found his love of ripping people off and later used this name to transition to grifting SMMA and dropshipping courses. He made a big step up in his career after this, finding a way to get hired by Andrew Tate / Andrew Tate. This was huge for him and is what his entire brand was built on prior to crypto. He used to grift on money twitter as a sales and marketing aficionado before he made the shift into crypto scamming. The hook he had was that he was claimed to be Tate’s “top sales guy” when in reality he was probably just Tate’s bottom. He began working for Tate at a time when a majority of Andrew’s income was from trafficking Eastern European women under the age of 18 and forcing them to do sex acts on webcams. So we can see he had a very strong moral base to work off of. When he could no longer make monopoly money off his fake job he used the “G” boyfriend connections he made through his time with Tate to begin his crypto career. Let's take a look at the Pencil Neck Cabal (all pics will be in thread): Sam Patel - Seen pictured alone on a boat with him in the video below (sus) and one of his day ones and closest partner in crime Harry.XBT - You can watch 2 of his cringe tiktoks below, one of which alludes to a $240M crypto as you can see the crew renting cars and flexing their money acquired through stolen funds as well Louie H - He is the blonde guy you can see in the videos above and also goes by Hermes. Seems to have enemies based off the tweet below. Attaching his instagram as well as a pic of his LinkedIn below Jayden Mellor - Big piece of the puzzle. Another day 1 and his father Will Mellor would NOT want the world to know his son has affiliations with Issa. Will is a big deal in the UK, he’s a popular actor from line of duty, works in media, etc. More on Will Mellor - Issa and his goon squad’s scams go all the way back to 2023 when his speciality was HARD RUGGING presales. They would sign up KOLs with large amounts of supply and HARD rug them instantly, ask cheatcoiner.eth about it as he had fell victim before. There were too many of these instances to count, but they all shrinks into comparison to their greatest masterpiece: The Ronaldinho launch on BNB. Depicted below you can see the sussy squad driving around with Ronaldinho and taking pics with him as if he’s some circus animal. They got their practice rounds in prior then executed a swift and VIOLENT rug with Ronaldinho. Ronaldinho post launching the coin: The coin peaked at $400m FDV and is now sitting at near zero. Let that sink in. If you visit Issa's (now privated) twitter, you will see him gloating about his experience in the markets and dropping platitudes nobody asked for. He acts as if he's a market wizard when the reality of the matter is that he's a thief. And now he spends his days at Jumeriah Beach Residence (JBR) in Dubai whilst racing around rented cars and flexing rented watches off the money he stole from YOU.

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🚨Luis Enrique on why Fabián Ruiz deserves to win the Ballon d’Or: 🗣️ Luis Enrique: “When people talk about the Ballon d’Or, they immediately mention Mbappé, Dembélé, Olise, Kane, Yamal and Rodri, and of course they all deserve to be in the conversation. But for me, Fabián Ruiz deserves far more recognition than he is getting. “Look at his influence for us in the Champions League. He wasn’t simply a midfielder who completed passes and controlled possession. He scored important goals, arrived in dangerous areas and influenced games when the pressure was at its highest. In the biggest matches, he showed that he could take responsibility and change the outcome. “And with Spain, he has continued to prove his importance on the international stage. At the World Cup, he showed the same qualities his intelligence, his ability to control the tempo and, when the opportunity came, his ability to contribute goals and decisive moments. He isn’t a player who needs to dominate the headlines to dominate a football match. “Fabián has won the World Cup, the Euros, back-to-back Champions League titles and the Nations League, while playing an important role in successful teams. When you combine his trophies, his consistency, his performances for PSG and Spain and his influence in the biggest games, I don’t understand how you can leave him out of the Ballon d’Or conversation. “For me, the award should recognise the player who has influenced winning at the highest level,if Rodri could win it Fabián Ruiz has done exactly that and deserves to win it.”

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Today we revisit the painful story of the late National Intelligence Office the late Elvis Opiyo 😢. Many Kenyans fid not knkw where Elvis Opiyo worked even when he was accused, arrested and charged with daucing his ex lover Clare Ochieng with acid. This was not until he committed suicide that manny Kenyans realised he worked at the powerful National Intelligence service. Elvis grew up a very intelligent and disciplined boy deeply rooted in Christianity. As young boy he was a pathfinder and later a strong choir member in the Seventh Day Adventist Church. He was married and had a wife in the village yet he continued to pursue Clare Ochieng. At one point he even sent her Ksh. 500,000, money that Clare insisted he reverse. His pursuit of Clare was soo strong that at one pint his close friend thought it was cult related. By now Everyone knows the circum surrounding his arrested and the charges he faced in relat to the public case invol Clare Ochieng. But what happene in the week leadi up to his death? Elvis was out on bail having been charged in court in relation to Clare's acid attack. He last days of his life, he visited his home in the village. While at home, he receiv a phone call from his bosses that he was needed in the office, as a resul , he travelled to Nairobi and upon reaching the office, he was given a summary dismissal letter following the painful and unimaginable case that has been ongoing. This is where things took a tragic turn, stress quickly escalated to depression, he started living a solitude life, often not speaking much even with his closed friends and wife who was in the village. On the fateful day, he committed suicide by taking poison while in his house in Amani Court, Umoja two, Nairobi. A white mug and a spoon was found next to him on the floor. A brilliant young man just lost it like that leaving this magnificent house he had built in the village 💔💔💔💔😭😭

JaHomaBay

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Roscoe had been waiting beside that front door every afternoon for almost nine years. He knew the sound of Frank Miller’s mail truck, the squeak of its brakes, and the two quick taps Frank always gave the brass mailbox before walking up the porch. Frank never hurried past the house, even on busy days. He would hand over the mail, scratch the boxer under the chin, and pull a broken dog biscuit from his jacket pocket. Roscoe usually heard him before anyone inside did. Then Frank’s route changed without warning. For the first few days, Roscoe still ran to the porch when another truck turned onto the street. He would sit up straight, watch the sidewalk, and wait for the familiar man in the faded blue cap. When someone else came up the path, his tail would slow and he would look past them toward the road. The new carrier, Teresa, had worked with Frank for years. She knew about the illness that had taken him off the route, and she knew he had died before getting the chance to say goodbye to many of the people he saw every week. She also knew about Roscoe. Frank had talked about the boxer at the little white house more than once. He called him his most dependable customer because Roscoe was waiting in every kind of weather, even when the mailbox was empty. Weeks passed, but the routine at the house never changed. Roscoe still took his place near the door each afternoon, and Teresa started noticing that he never watched her hands or the mail. His attention stayed on the street behind her. One day, she stopped before reaching the porch. Roscoe had been looking back through the glass door, but the sound of her steps made him turn quickly. Teresa walked closer and asked, “You were waiting for Frank again, weren’t you?” Roscoe stood and came toward her slowly. When she lowered herself beside him, he leaned his gray muzzle against her shoulder and stayed there. “I know, sweetheart,” she whispered as she rubbed his neck. “I miss him too.” After that, Roscoe still watched the road, but he also began meeting Teresa halfway down the porch. She never tried to replace Frank, and maybe that was why the dog eventually made room for her. Do you think Roscoe understood why Frank stopped coming, or was he still waiting for those same footsteps?

Crazy Moments

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The vet had been honest with the Hollands. Baxter didn't have much time left, and the kindest thing they could do now was make whatever he had left count. So on a warm Saturday in June , instead of a normal quiet day at home, they loaded the old Bernese into the back of the van and drove him two hours to the coast. Baxter had never seen the ocean. He was 13, and his whole life had been the backyard and the same worn spot on the living room rug. The kids wanted him to see something big before he went. He moved slow getting out of the van. His back legs weren't what they used to be, and the boys had to help him down onto the sand. For a second he just stood there at the top of the beach, nose up, taking in all that salt air and open water like he couldn't quite believe it. Then something in him shifted. He started down toward the surf on his own, stiff and determined, the way he used to trot to the door when the kids came home from school. When the first cold wave washed over his paws, his whole face lit up. He didn't run, he couldn't, but he waded in up to his chest and stood in the shallow water with the sun going down behind him, and the whole family just watched. Nobody said much. They didn't need to. They stayed until the light was almost gone, taking pictures, letting Baxter rest against their legs, giving him one perfect afternoon to hold onto. The vet was right about the time. Baxter left them a few weeks later, at home, surrounded by the people who loved him. But he saw the ocean first. And every one of them is glad they gave him that.

Gabriele Corno

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