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  • рд░рд╛рдЬрдиреАрддрд┐ рд╕реЗ рджреВрд░

    Sandeep Mishra Electrical engineer, gold medalist, senior executive, poet, tabla enthusiast. English Summary The poem reflects the poetтАЩs growing frustration with constant political debates and negativity in the media. Continuous exposure to arguments, hostility, violence, and sensational news has begun to disturb his peace of mind, filling the heart with anger and resentment. He contemplates distancing himself from television and social media in order to regain mental clarity and return to reading poetry and novels тАФ sources of calm and reflection. The poet expresses concern over the deteriorating social atmosphere in the country, where minor issues escalate into conflicts and harmony among people seems to be fading. Social divisions and discrimination appear to be increasing, hindering national progress. In the concluding lines, the poet calls for unity and collective responsibility. He urges citizens to rise above divisions, reject divisive forces, and work together to lead the nation toward growth and development. The poem ultimately conveys a message of awareness, self-reflection, and hope for social harmony. рд░рд╛рдЬрдиреАрддрд┐ рдХреА рдЪрд░реНрдЪрд╛ рд╕реБрдирддреЗ рд╕реБрдирддреЗ рд╣реЛрдиреЗ рд▓рдЧрд╛ рд╣реИ рдореБрдЭрд╕реЗ рдЧреБрдирд╛рд╣ рдиреЛрдВрдХ-рдЭреЛрдВрдХ рдФрд░ рд╡реНрдпрд░реНрде рдХреА рдмрд╣рд╕ рд╕реЗ рджрд┐рд▓ рдореЗрдВ рдирдлрд░рдд рд▓реЗ рд░рд╣реА рд╣реИ рдкрдирд╛рд╣ред рд╕реЛрдЪ рд░рд╣рд╛ рд╣реВрдВ рдЯреАрд╡реА рджреЗрдЦрдирд╛ рдХрд░ рджреВрдВ рдмрдВрдж рджрд┐рди рднрд░ рдЬреЛ рджрд┐рдЦрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдЦреВрди рдЦрд░рд╛рдмрд╛ рдФрд░ рдЬрдВрдЧред рд╕реЛрд╢рд▓ рдореАрдбрд┐рдпрд╛ рд╕реЗ рднреА рд▓реЗ рд▓реВрдВ рд╕рдВрдиреНрдпрд╛рд╕ рдкрдврдиреЗ рд▓рдЧреВрдВ рдлрд┐рд░ рд╕реЗ рдХрд╡рд┐рддрд╛рдПрдВ рдФрд░ рдЙрдкрдиреНрдпрд╛рд╕ред рджреЗрд╢ рдХрд╛ рдорд╛рд╣реМрд▓ рд╣реЛ рд░рд╣рд╛ рд╣реИ рдЧрдВрджрд╛ рдЫреЛрдЯреА рдЫреЛрдЯреА рдмрд╛рддреЛрдВ рдкрд░ рд╣реЛ рд░рд╣рд╛ рд╣реИ рджрдВрдЧрд╛ред рдЦрддреНрдо рд╣реЛ рдЧрдпрд╛ рд▓реЛрдЧреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рд╕рджреНрднрд╛рд╡ рдмрдврд╝ рд░рд╣рд╛ рд╣реИ рд╕рд╛рдорд╛рдЬрд┐рдХ рднреЗрджрднрд╛рд╡ред рдХреБрдЫ рджреЗрд╢рджреНрд░реЛрд╣реА рдХрд░ рд░рд╣реЗ рд╣реИрдВ рдЙрддреНрдкрд╛рдд рд░реВрдХ рдЧрдпрд╛ рд╣реИ рджреЗрд╢ рдХрд╛ рд╡рд┐рдХрд╛рд╕ рдЖрдУ рд╣рдо рд╕рдм рдорд┐рд▓рдХрд░ рдЗрди рдлрд┐рд░рдХрд╛рдкрд░рд╕реНрдд рддрд╛рдХрддреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рд╣рд░рд╛рдпреЗрдВ рдЖрдкрд╕реА рднреЗрдж рднрд╛рд╡ рдЫреЛрдбрд╝рдХрд░ рджреЗрд╢ рдХреЛ рд╡рд┐рдХрд╛рд╕ рдкрде рдкрд░ рд▓реЗ рдЬрд╛рдпреЗрдВред рд╕рдВрджреАрдк рдорд┐рд╢реНрд░рд╛ред

  • Fitness and the Tiger Safari

    Deepalakshmi P Yoga teacher Email ; Instagram We chase weight loss like tourists chase tigers. But real fitness lies in the forest тАФ in strength, stamina, balance, and joy. When the ecosystem thrives, the tiger appears naturally. тАЬWant to know how a Pune based 40yr old┬а lost 15 kg in 2 months without diet or any exerciseтАЭ? тАЬ The secrets of weight loss shared by this celebrity actress fitness trainerтАЭтАж тАЬYou can eat your favourite briyani, roti and chaval and still lose weight тАУ read further to learn more about it.тАЭ Often, when Sunita scroll the internet, she come across such catchy statements and undoubtedly you click on those links, curious to know some magic solution for weight loss. Weight loss is the biggest selling point for any fitness trainer/ club. Posting client testimonials on weight loss and especially case studies of bigger losses in shorter periods, are sure shot success formula for boosting the class enrolments. Probably, fitness is the only industry where the customer is happy, when he makes losses. However, in reality, if you see, the percentage of people who actually lost weight in a gym or diet plan or a fitness class is roughly 2-5% . Except for the few disciplined and focussed ones, others are always on the weight loss see-saw.┬а It was the same with Sunita , January to October, she would manage to lose couple of kilos, only to regain that during the Diwali and Christmas break. Sunita's fitness, journey last year was actually going pretty good. She had lost 4-5 kgs, thanks to some trainings and good diet plans. Then, the real testing period of her commitment came with the Diwali vacation in October. Kanha Tiger Reserve┬аTrip Last October, for Diwali vacation, She had gone to Kanha Tiger reserve┬а and stayed at the Kanha Jungle Lodge. A bit of History: - It is run by the Sankhala family. Mr. Kailash Sankhala is famously known as the Tiger Man of India. Back in early 1900s, the British officers and Rajas were hunting animals to display their power. Many thousands of tigers and forest animals were killed and photographs of the kings and officers standing beside those carcases were proudly published in papers and displayed on the palace walls. Mr. Kailash was the first wildlife conservationist, who realised the alarming rate the animals and forests were disappearing. He fought with government and other officers and finally with blessing of Prime Minister India Gandhi, he started the Project tiger in 1973. Thanks to his firm belief and tireless efforts we have close 60 tiger reserves in India. They were so thrilled to stay in a lodge started by this great man. With all the enthusiasm, she woke up at ungodly hours of 4.30am and after some tea and biscuits we reached, the safari entrance gate at 5.30am. The guides and drivers, hyped stories about their tiger sightings of last evening - tiger at the pond, the fence and so on. They started the safari and were going on and on for close to 3 hours in the forest, but no sign of tigers. The drivers were calling each other on mobiles and checking in the WhatsApp group for any update on the tiger movements. They surely saw some paw prints, and there were also few alarm calls by the sambar deer, but no sign of tiger. None of the jeeps, were lucky to spot a tiger in that gate that day. However, they still had 2 more hours of safari left in the morning slot. So, their guide and the driver, started showing as birds, other small herbivores, ant hills, snake marks etc etc. These stories were actually very interesting and intriguing, that they were not disappointed about not seeing the tiger. The same thing happened in the afternoon safari also, they could not see the tiger, but they learnt more about the forest. ThatтАЩs when Sunita casually remarked, that there is so much beauty in the forest, then why do people call it tiger safari? The safari driver, who had more than 25 yrs experience in this field, told тАЬ Mam, tiger jungle ka hero hai. Tiger ka photo dalenge,naam bolenge tho, log dhoor se aayenge, paise dhenge. Tiger ki wajah se puri duniya se funds and donations milthi hai." "But tiger, is the apex predator. For the tiger to survive, the other animals and eco system should also be there to support it. So, the money that comes is used for everything from planting more trees, making artificial water holes, protecting small animal population, even fencing some areas to protect grass from over grazing etc". Next day, they saw a very bold and graceful tigress, majestically walking along the road. She was not intimidated by the sounds of jeeps and excited tourists. She stood in the middle of the road, posed for pictures. Then, she crossed the road and went behind the thick green bushes and settled down comfortably, having done with the cameo appearance for that day. What is the relation with Weight loss? As the tiger is the hero of the jungle, weight loss is the poster boy of the fitness world. That day in Kanha, she realised something simple yet profound тАФ there is far more to a forest than the tiger. And there is far more to fitness than the weighing scale. The forest thrives because of balance тАФ trees, grasslands, deer, insects, water bodies, even the silence. The tiger survives because the ecosystem is strong. Fitness is no different. Weight loss will be sustainable only when other factors such as clean eating, good exercise and adequate rest are in place. ┬а She realised why her weight loss goal has been elusive. Her focus on only sweating out, step counting and watching calories is not sufficient. ┬а She vowed to fix her workout routine in a holistic manner by including cardio, strength training, mobility exercises and good breathing practices. She promised to eat moderate and nourishing food that would support her plan. She realised her body needs good rest and recovery plan also to make it sustainable over a long period. She was no longer looking for quick tricks for weight loss...because she was no longer chasing the tiger. She was nurturing the forest. Enjoy your journey. Stay healthy. Stay happy.

  • TMM тАУ A LoveтАУHate Story in 21.097K

    Manikantan MVL Fitness Enthusiast IMC Trading, Linkedin I abhor running. I absolutely do. DonтАЩt get me wrong, but there is no single to take, goal to score, basket to net, no boundaries, or deuces. No cover drives, deceptions, tackles, steals, smashes, drops, or volleys. It is just you on the road, and the thrill is missing. Also getting up at 2:30 am for a 05:15 am start isn't very enticing. I signed up to run my first half marathon during the Tata Mumbai Marathon for a cause. If I ran, IMC would contribute money to charity. It was D-Day, and a broken bone in my hand didnтАЩt stop me from seeing what the running fuss was all about. 1K - I was hoping not to crash with any over-enthusiastic runner, protecting my hand. 3K - just as we hopped on the sealink, I got bored. My mind was convincing me to get back home. 5K - I was wondering how I will finish the remaining 16 km, and started thinking about my work for the week ahead. 8K - I made a roadmap for what I will do at work over the next 4 months. 12K - on the coastal road,┬аI thought about where my wife and I would spend our next three holidays. 13K - Kartik Karkera - the ortho surgeon who won the 42K Indian category, flew past me as we descended down the coastal road interchange. Slowly, self-doubts disappear... 14K - I am coasting, and my mind is exhausted from all the thinking as we enter heartbreak hill - the painful Pedder Road incline. 17K - I am in the moment, soaking in all the cheer from Mumbaikars. But suddenly I feel my calves tighten, itтАЩs cramps! 19K - the run on Marine Drive was an internal battle. Mind is focused only on keeping the body up and running (ambling, actually). We didnтАЩt come so far, only to fall short. 20K - turn into Veer Nariman Road, and the finish line is just there. New-found energy propels the legs towards the finish line. 21.097K - the sweet, happy feeling of crossing that finish line. Oh boy, the pain disappeared! If you are considering running, give the half marathon a shot. It is a test of mental fortitude over physical prowess. It crushes your doubts, makes you persist, and most importantly, helps you rediscover self-belief. I now look forward to recovering and playing my usual sports. But, will I do this again? JuryтАЩs open! A huge thanks to┬а IMC Trading ┬аand┬а Karolina Brzozowska ┬аfor this lovely opportunity.

  • реарддреБ рдмрд╕рдВрддреА рд░реЗ

    Nandini Mathur Author, Blog - 'рдореЗрд░реА рдХрд▓рдо рд╕реЗ' English Summary The poem celebrates the arrival of the spring season, portraying it as a symbol of renewal, freshness, and new life in nature. It vividly describes how the pleasant fragrance of spring fills the air and brings joy to every direction. As winter recedes, the earth stretches comfortably under the warm rays of the sun, and dewdrops gently disappear. Nature comes alive with lush green foliage, blossoming branches, and cheerful birds flying freely in the sky. Mustard fields bloom brightly, mango blossoms spread their sweet aroma, and the cuckooтАЩs melodious song fills the environment with music. In its concluding imagery, the poem presents spring as the тАЬking of seasons,тАЭ arriving like Krishna, beautifully adorned and carrying hopes of new love and joyful union. Overall, the poem is a lyrical celebration of natureтАЩs beauty, harmony, and the promise of fresh beginnings. рдмрд╕рдВрдд рдЛрддреБ, рдЬреЛ рдкреНрд░рдХреГрддрд┐ рдореЗрдВ рдкреБрдирд░реНрдЬрдиреНрдо, рдирд╡реАрдиреАрдХрд░рдг рдФрд░ рдирд╡рдЬреАрд╡рди рдХрд╛ рдкреНрд░рддреАрдХ рд╣реИ, рдЙрд╕рд╕реЗ рд╕рдВрдмрдВрдзрд┐рдд рд╣рдо рдЕрдкрдиреА рдПрдХ рд░рдЪрдирд╛ рдЖрдк рд╕реЗ рд╕рд╛рдЭрд╛ рдХрд░ рд░рд╣реЗ рд╣реИрдВ....... реарддреБ рдмрд╕рдВрддреА рд░реЗ рдЖрдИ рдмрд╕рдВрдд рдХреА рдЛрддреБ рд╣реИ рдЖрдИ , рдорд╛рджрдХ рд╕реБрдЧрдВрдзрд┐рдд рдкрд╡рди рдЪрд▓реА рдЖрдИ, рджрд┐рд╢рд╛рдПрдВ рдЧреВрдВрдЬреА , рдорди рдХреЛ рднрд╛рдИрдВ, рдЪрд╛рд░реЛрдВ рдУрд░ рд╣реИ рдЦреБрд╢рд┐рдпрд╛рдВ рдЫрд╛рдИрдВред рд╢реАрддрдХрд╛рд▓реАрди рд╕реБрд╖реБрдкреНрдд рдзрд░рд╛ рдиреЗ, рд╢реБрд░реВ рдХрд┐рдП рдЕрдм рдкрд╛рдВрд╡ рдкрд╕рд╛рд░рдиреЗ, рд╣рдЯреА рдУрд╕ рдХреА рдЪрд╛рджрд░ рддрди рд╕реЗ , рдЦреЗрд▓ рд░рд╣реАрдВ рд╕реВрд░реНрдп рдХреА рдХрд┐рд░рдгреЗрдВ рдореБрдЦ рдкреЗред рд╣рд░реЗ-рд╣рд░реЗ рдирдП рдкрд▓реНрд▓рд╡ рдЙрдордЧреЗ, рдбрд╛рд▓реА-рдбрд╛рд▓реА рд╕рдЬреА рдлреВрд▓реЛрдВ рд╕реЗ , рдЧрд╛рддреЗ рдЧреБрдирдЧреБрдирд╛рддреЗ рдкрдВрдЫреА рдЧрдЧрди рдореЗрдВ , рдкрдВрдЦ рдлреИрд▓рд╛рдХрд░ рдЙрдбрд╝реЗ рдорд╕реНрддреА рдореЗрдВ ред рдЦреЗрддреЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рд╣реИ рд╕рд░рд╕реЛрдВ рдлреВрд▓реА, рдЖрдореНрд░ рдордВрдЬрд░реА рдХреА рдЦрд╝реБрд╢реНрдмреВ рдорд╣рдХреА , рдХреЛрдпрд▓рд┐рдпрд╛ рдиреЗ рдЧрд╛рдП рдордзреБрд░ рдЧреАрдд , рдзрд░рддреА рдЭреВрдореА, рдмрд╣рд╛ рд╕рдВрдЧреАрдд ред рд░рд╛рдзрд╛ рд░рд╛рдиреА рд╕реА, рдЕрдиреБрдкрдо рдЫрдмрд┐ рд▓рд┐рдП, рдкреНрд░рдХреГрддрд┐ рджреБрд▓реНрд╣рди рдмрдиреА рд╕рдЬ рдзрдЬ рдХрд░ , рдЛрддреБрд░рд╛рдЬ рдЖрдП рд╣реИрдВ рдХрд╛рдиреНрд╣рд╛ рдмрдирдХрд░ , рдирд╡рд▓ рдХрд┐рд╢реЛрд░реА рд╕реЗ рдорд┐рд▓рдиреЗ рдХреАрдЖрд╕ рд▓рд┐рдПред

  • The Road Revisited.

    Sangeetha Rao Homechef @ Little Treats Instagram Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel bothтАж The train hummed steadily as it sliced through the countryside, fields blurring into soft washes of green and gold. Sheetal rested her forehead against the cool glass of the window, watching the world pass her by. Robert FrostтАЩs words played on a quiet loop in her mind, as insistent as the rhythm of the tracks beneath her feet. Thirty years ago. She could still see herselfтАФfresh out of college in Pune, clutching her first appointment letter with equal parts excitement and fear. That first job had felt like a threshold, a doorway into adulthood. And it was there that she had met Varun. He hadnтАЩt been striking in any conventional senseтАФaverage height, unremarkable featuresтАФbut there was that cocky smile, softened by an unexpected sweetness. He welcomed her into his group as if she had always belonged there. For the first time at work, she felt at ease. Safe. Seen. It was just friendship, she told herself. She poured her energy into learning, growing, and excelling. And she didтАФso well that another opportunity soon pulled her away. It was only after she left that the absence began to ache. The silence of her phone felt louder than any office buzz. She missed the smile, the easy conversations, the attention she had pretended not to need. She waited for his calls. For weekends. For stolen hours where the world narrowed to just the two of them. When he held her hand for the first time, her heart skippedтАФan absurd, storybook clich├й she had never believed in until it happened to her. But ambition has its own momentum. Promotions came. Cities changed. Life accelerated. Varun tried to keep up, but long days and longer expectations slowly eroded what they had built. Without drama or blame, the relationship thinned until it slipped quietly into memory. Then came Kaushal. He was everything Varun was notтАФcharming, confident, dazzling in his attention. With him, she felt chosen. Extraordinary. Marriage followed swiftly, as did two beautiful children. For a while, she believed she was the luckiest woman alive. But time, relentless and honest, revealed the cracks. KaushalтАЩs charm turned conditional. His affection became transactional. He demanded attention, bent conversations to his will, measured people by their usefulness. As his career consumed himтАФ deadlines , always deadlinesтАФSheetalтАЩs world shrank. She stepped away from her own ambitions, telling herself it was temporary, necessary, noble. She stayed for the children. Years passed. The children grew, as children doтАФinto independent adults with lives of their own, carrying both joy and heartbreak in equal measure. She had made her peace with Kaushal, the kind that settles not from forgiveness but from exhaustion. They shared the house the way strangers share a train compartmentтАФpolite, functional, brief. Words were replaced by chores, affection by efficiency. Outside, she began to stitch herself back together. She met friends, returned to long-abandoned hobbies, and discovered that the quiet she feared, had been waiting all along to save her. Somewhere along the way, Varun resurfaced тАФnot dramatically, just gently. Birthday messages. Festival greetings. Polite, distant warmth. Over time, the messages grew longer. The conversations deeper. And without realizing it, Sheetal felt herself soften into the woman she had once beenтАФsomeone who noticed the sky, who found beauty in small things. Now Varun was coming to Pune. Then Mumbai. She had glanced at Kaushal, absorbed in his own world, his screen glowing brighter than any shared moment between them. He wouldnтАЩt miss her. Perhaps he wouldnтАЩt even notice. Some might call her selfish. But what was a life without happiness? Without love? Her fingers hovered for a moment before she typed: Meet me at CasaтАЩs. Same table. As the train slowed, another line from Frost surfaced, tender and unresolved: Yet knowing how way leads on to way,I doubted if I should ever come back. Sheetal smiled. It felt like half a lifetime had slipped away, but lifeтАФunpredictable, stubbornly kindтАФhad offered her another crossing. Another choice. Perhaps the poem didnтАЩt need to end where it once had. Some roads, she realized, wait patiently to be walked again.

  • Investments тАУ Lots of options available but тАУ рдЬрд╛рдПрдБ рддреЛ рдЬрд╛рдПрдБ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ

    Vikas Miglani Market professional, fiction writer and poet LinkedIn ; Blog ; Amazon Writer's Page Full article can be accessed on my blog at below link: Investments тАУ Lots of options available but тАУ рдЬрд╛рдПрдБ рддреЛ рдЬрд╛рдПрдБ рдХрд╣рд╛рдБ An eventful year 2025 had come to an end with President Donald Trump of the United States hogging the limelight, in the comeback year of his presidency. A more lethal and vindictive, he started off with an aim to end the Russia Ukraine war and had successfully negotiated a short living peace deal between Israel and Hamas but on the economic front being on the loggerheads with his Central Bank chief had to negotiate a fledgling economy with a USD 38 trln deficit ┬а One remedy he applied universally to all ailments was the tariffs, levying it at his own whims and fancies and continuing to use it as a tool of threat. The world had been turning aligned to his whims and fancies hoping for a positive 2026 but on the first weekend he not only got lifted the Venezuelan President out of his bed in early morning but also cleared his territorial ambitions setting up eye on Greenland and also issuing a threat to Canada to join the United States as 51 st province ┬а Trump hoped to have a backing from the Euro zone but the idea of annexing Greenland from Denmark was strongly resisted, exposing the fault lines between the United States and Europe, in a way pushing back Donald Trump a bit, despite his effort to arm twist Europe with tariff threats ┬а Markets across the globe have gone in for a tailspin leaving the world with a thought, what next and how to resist the antics of the POTUS for next 3 years. The dollar has started to wobble , the US treasuries seeing a sell off from global pension funds and sovereign states and though the capital markets are holding firm for now, there is an underlying worry of sorts ┬а Gold ┬аhas rallied, and is at the cusp of USD 5k with the big question being on the future of the yellow metal. A Bank of America report suggests that by mid year 2026, USD 6k is possible but the way it has rallied from USD 3500 to USD 5k mark there is a need for a serious correction, since the element of speculation has set in, in a big way ┬а Gold: last 5 year trend Silver ┬аhas far outpaced the gold in a big way having almost doubled in last 2 months to scale the USD 100 mark. There are two factors driving the silver, one the potential industrial demand and two some bit of global uncertainty being priced in, though Silver is not the reserve currency of the world ┬а Given the silverтАЩs volatile history, the current up move is always under the shadow of doubts that it can retrace anytime and hence calls for caution. Having said that, we are in a changed scenario from 1980s or 2010 and hence the retracement may not be as deep as it was in the past ┬а Given the stellar run in both the metals there is a FOMO factor that is adding to the element of speculation as well and leaving us with the question. Is it the right time to invest in Gold and Silver . I think given the heightened global uncertainty gradual build up in Gold in a systematic manner can definitely be considered, given that Gold always has value, can be considered. Let me reiterate correction is bound to come, whether it comes in at USD 5k or 5500 or 6k is anybodyтАЩs guess ┬а In Silver I feel some profit can be taken off the table and if youтАЩve missed out the silver rally in last 2 years consider yourself unlucky but avoid getting in at this level. My own sense is that a 15 тАУ 20% correction in silver is possible and that can be a good entry point ┬а What about Equities (in India) тАУ ItтАЩs been 16 months now that we are still trading almost 1k points below on nifty, though in between we managed to break the previous high. The market PE is down below 22 and the economic growth is reasonably strong, though we have a concern on FII flows but DIIs are backing up in full. With the time correction having taken place, I carry the feeling that the coming year can be the year of equities, with the only exception being that the world heads into a war ┬а ┬╖┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а┬а A chart on nifty move here as well The possible portfolio combination ┬атАУ there isnтАЩt a definite answer to what should be the composition as it is a function of individual financial goals, age and income factors but I must say that there has to be a mix of all asset classes. Have some bit of deposits to follow a discipline, and I think at this point in time one can have an equity heavy portfolio with a mix of large, mid and small cap stocks. ┬а Had it been a year before one would have refrained from recommending┬а the mid and small caps but looks like there is more than enough correction and one can definitely look at them. Mid and small cap is generally a function of understanding the business and if you find it difficult to do so, no harm in going via the mutual fund route ┬а A mix of deposits, equity (both large and mid & small caps) and Gold can be recommended at this point in time, with the caution being that if there is a war like scenario or tension escalates the equities may fall further and gold may rise. No harm in having a fine mix of gold and equities to hedge one another. Better to be equity heavy though ┬а What is the right approach тАУ long term investment or short term investment ┬атАУ this has a mixed answer again. If you are investing for long there is always a cost rationalisation in terms of transaction expenses and tax incidence with value creation of course, but if you are in some volatile instruments, a slight fall can take the profit away from you. So follow a balanced approach тАУ core portfolio that is more than 80% of your total investment has to be long term in nature while on 20% you may play around to derive the satisfaction of being a trader ┬а Caution: All investment are subject to market risk. I am not an investment advisor and this write up is being shared just to highlight the prevailing trend in Gold and Silver with a generic perspective. The need, requirement and objective varies from individual to individual and hence it is a must that one carries out their own due diligence in consultation with their investment advisor. IтАЩve zero liability for any investment decision that is taken up basis this write up as this is just a product overview carried out as an academic exercise Link: Full article can be accessed on my blog

  • United by Unique Hearts: Cancer and Heart Health This February

    Arvind Pawar Co-founder of Hyperlink Health Linkedin Dr. Kavitha Madhuri Ph.D. in Gynaecological Oncology ; LinkedIn February often feels like a bridge month. The sharpness of winter softens, school exams loom, and MumbaiтАЩs air begins to warm just enough to make evening walks pleasant again. But beyond seasonal shifts, February carries two powerful reminders about our health: World Cancer Day on 4 February and a global spotlight on heart health, often linked with ValentineтАЩs Day. Together, they invite a simple but important question how can we protect both our hearts and our future by making smarter health choices now? World Cancer Day: United for Prevention Every year on 4 February, the world observes World Cancer Day, led by the Union for International Cancer Control. For 2025тАУ2027, the theme тАЬUnited by UniqueтАЭ highlights a powerful truth: every personтАЩs cancer journey is different, yet we are united in the desire for prevention, early detection and compassionate care. In India, cancers linked to tobacco, infections and lifestyle factors remain common. The hopeful reality is that many of these cancers are preventable or can be detected early often with simple, timely steps. This February, we can: Learn our family history for cancers where genetics matter and share it with our doctor. Ask which screenings suit our age and risk such as breast exams and mammography for women, oral checks for tobacco users, or colon screening at the right age. Encourage loved ones not to ignore warning signs like unexplained weight loss, a persistent cough, non-healing mouth ulcers, unusual bleeding or long-lasting fatigue. Cancer awareness does not begin in hospitals alone. It begins at home, in conversations, habits and everyday choices. Cancer Prevention and Heart Health: Two Sides of the Same Coin February is recognized internationally as both Cancer Prevention Month and a key time for heart health awareness. The advice overlaps more than we realize and applies strongly to urban India: Avoid tobacco in all forms. One of the most powerful steps to reduce the risk of multiple cancers and heart disease. Limit alcohol. Lower intake protects the heart, liver and reduces risk for certain cancers. Move more, sit less. Regular physical activity supports weight control, heart strength and lowers cancer risk. Eat a balanced diet. More fruits, vegetables, whole grains, pulses and healthy fats; fewer ultra-processed foods. Use vaccines wisely. Vaccines such as hepatitis B and HPV (for eligible groups) help prevent infection-related cancers. When families view cancer and heart disease through the same lifestyle lens, prevention feels simpler shared habits instead of separate rules. ValentineтАЩs Day: From Romance to Real Heart Care February fills our feeds with hearts, chocolates and grand gestures. Increasingly, Indian health campaigns are using ValentineтАЩs Day to talk about the real heart the one that keeps us alive. This ValentineтАЩs Day, love can look practical: Instead of only gifting sweets or dinners, couples can gift each other a basic heart check blood pressure, blood sugar, cholesterol and a short consultation. Partners can make a shared promise to walk together, reduce fried snacks, or support each other in cutting down smoking and late-night junk food. Families may even discuss organ donation, seeing it as a long-lasting act of love beyond one lifetime. Digital Support: Hyperlink and Helix As we move deeper into 2026, digital health is reshaping how we access care reducing long commutes, lost reports and delayed follow-ups. Hyperlink is a digital health platform that brings consultations, diagnostics, genetic testing, fitness and nutrition together in one secure space. Launching soon within the Hyperlink app, Helix is an intelligent AI healthcare companion designed to guide, remind and support individuals through their health journeys. A Simple February Action Plan for Mumbai Families To turn awareness into action, try this short checklist: By 4 February (World Cancer Day): Have one open conversation at home about cancer what it is, why early detection matters and which habits reduce risk. Around 14 February: Make ValentineтАЩs week your тАЬheart weekтАЭ check blood pressure or sugar for one adult, start a joint walking routine, or book a heart-health tele consult. By month-end: Use a digital tool like Hyperlink to list pending screenings or vaccines for each family member and set reminders. The тАЬUnited by UniqueтАЭ message reminds us that while our bodies and risks differ, communities grow stronger when we share information, support one another and seek care early. This February, let love mean something deeper care for your heart, and protection for your future. Learn more at: https://www.hyperlink.health/ ┬аor reach us on arvind.pawar@hyperlink.health

  • New Beginnings Begin with Letting Go

    Abhi Jain Lead Functional Consultant LinkedIn She was always the strong oneтАФuntil a quiet question from an old colleague revealed her hidden exhaustion and taught her that real strength sometimes begins with letting go. She had always been known as the strong one. When things fell apart, she was the one who stayed standing. When responsibility shifted, it somehow landed on her shoulders тАФ and she accepted it without question. Over time, being strong stopped feeling like an act and began to feel like her only shape. There was a phase when she didnтАЩt even notice how much she was carrying. Life moved quickly. Days filled themselves. And strength, practiced often enough, felt automatic. Until one evening, when she ran into Geeta, her first colleague. They had both started their careers as management trainees. They sat across from each other, speaking about ordinary things тАФ work, people, time passing. At some point, the conversation slowed. The Geeta studied her face for a moment longer than usual. тАЬYou look tired,тАЭ she said. Not casually. Not in passing. The words landed softly, but they stayed. She smiled, out of habit. But something about being seen тАФ really seen тАФ loosened a knot she hadnтАЩt known was there. She tried to brush it off, tried to keep the tone light. It didnтАЩt work. For the first time in years, she stopped holding everything together. Later, alone, she realised it wasnтАЩt the question that had undone her. It was the pause after it. The space where she no longer had to explain, perform, or be strong. That was when she understood she had been carrying the past with her тАФ not because she wanted to, but because she never learned how to set it down. Letting go didnтАЩt arrive as a decision. It arrived as permission. Permission to ask. Permission to rest. Permission to not be the one who always holds. The days that followed didnтАЩt change much on the outside. Life still asked things of her. Responsibility didnтАЩt disappear. But something inside shifted..┬а She began to notice when the weight felt unnecessary. She began, slowly, to share it. And in doing so, she discovered that strength didnтАЩt leave her when she stopped carrying everything alone. It simply changed form. And that, quietly, was her new beginning.

  • Where Colour Begins

    Mrinalini Khetan 11-year-old , Author and Naturalist A colourful princess escapes her tyrant father to transform a lifeless grey city into something brilliantly alive. Where Colour Begins ┬а She spent days trying to climb out of the sky. Her wings were small and useless, so she couldnтАЩt fly. And her feathers were of brilliant hues, much to the Dull KingтАЩs rage. ┬а The Dull King hated all shades, except for black, beige, and grey. ┬а Although the little bird was his own daughter, he had been planning to throw her into the fiery thing which was called the sun. ┬а It would have pleased him greatly to see the last speck of colour disappear from his grey-cloud city. ┬а ┬аHowever, the little bird had made a stealthy escape on the day before the sacrifice. ┬а She scrambled down from white cloud to white cloud, while her father smouldered on his charcoal throne. ┬а When she landed, she was disappointed by another dull city. ┬а There were grey metal buildings all over the place, and it stank of smoke. ┬а She spotted some plump birds around the corner, but they didnтАЩt seem to have a care in the world. ┬а A grin played at her lips, as she watched the grey city. ┬а She could make this ┬аplace better. ┬а ┬а ┬а ┬аWritten by - Mrinalini Khetan

  • Hindi Poetry Evening

    Vikas Miglani Market professional, fiction writer and poet LinkedIn ; Blog ; Amazon Writer's Page English Summary The piece reflects on the deeper meaning of Hindi, questioning whether it is merely a medium of communication or simply an easy, commonly used language. It concludes that Hindi is far more than that тАФ it is a unifying thread that connects people across regions, dissolves boundaries, and represents a shared cultural identity. It has contributed significantly to the development of other languages and symbolically bridges North and South India. The authorтАЩs perception of Hindi changed after attending a gathering of Hindi enthusiasts on Sunday, 8 February 2026, at the L&T Emerald Society. The meeting was conducted by a resident, Mr. Hari Babu, with the objective of promoting Hindi in a structured and policy-driven manner within the society. The event included a poetry recitation session where resident poets presented their compositions. Following discussions, attendees proposed the formation of a five-member Hindi forum to systematically encourage the languageтАЩs growth. The group resolved to focus on implementing practical steps in their next meeting. Suggestions included introducing young children to Hindi through friendly competitions, storytelling sessions, and engagement with mythological literature. It was also decided to promote Hindi articles and poetry in the societyтАЩs monthly magazine. The initiative marks a thoughtful beginning within the society. The forum aims to transform this vision into action, connect residents more closely with the Hindi language, and regularly update the community on its progress. рд╣рд┐рдиреНрджреА тАУ рдХреНрдпрд╛ рд╣реИ рдпреЗ рд╣рд┐рдиреНрджреА? рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдпреЗ рд╕рд┐рд░реНрдлрд╝ рдПрдХ рдорд╛рдзреНрдпрдо рд╣реИ рд╡рд╛рд░реНрддрд╛рд▓рд╛рдк рдХрд╛ рдпрд╛ рдПрдХ рдЖрд╕рд╛рди рднрд╛рд╖рд╛ рд╣реИрдВ рдЬрд┐рд╕рдореЗ рдкрд╛рд░рдВрдЧрдд рд╣реИ рд╣рдо рд╕рдм? рдХреБрдЫ рднреА рддреЛ рдирд╣реАрдВ рд╣реИ рдЗрдирдореЗрдВ рд╕реЗ | ┬а рд╣рд┐рдиреНрджреА рд╣реИ рдПрдХ рд╕реВрддреНрд░ рд╣реИ рдЬреЛ рдЬреЛрдбрд╝рддреА рд╣рдо рд╕рдм рдХреЛ, рдорд┐рдЯрд╛ рдХреЗ рд╕рд░рд╣рджреЛрдВ рдХреЛ, рд╣реИ рдпреЗ рд╕рдВрд╕реНрдХреГрддрд┐ рд╣рдорд╛рд░реА, рд╣реИ рдЬрд┐рд╕рдиреЗ рджрд┐рдпрд╛ рдпреЛрдЧрджрд╛рди рдирд┐рд░реНрдорд╛рдг рдореЗрдВ рд╢рдмреНрджреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдЕрдиреНрдп рднрд╛рд╖рд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЗ рдФрд░ рдЬреЛрдбрд╝рд╛ рдЙрддреНрддрд░ рдХреЛ рджрдХреНрд╖рд┐рдг рд╕реЗ | ┬а рд▓рдЧрддрд╛ рд╣реИ рд╣рдореЗрдВ рдпреЗ рд░реЛрдЬрд╝рд╛рдирд╛ рдЗрд╕реНрддреЗрдорд╛рд▓ рдХреА рднрд╛рд╖рд╛ рд╣реИ рдирд╛ рд╕рд┐рд░реНрдлрд╝ рд╕рд░рд▓ рдмрд▓реНрдХрд┐ рдХреБрдЫ рдЖрдо рд╕реА, рд╣реИ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдЬрдмрдХрд┐ рдЖрдо рдпреЗред рд╣реБрдЖ рдПрд╣рд╕рд╛рд╕ рдЗрд╕ рдмрд╛рдд рдХрд╛ рдХрд┐ рд╣реИ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдпреЗ рднрд╛рд╖рд╛ рдХреБрдЫ рдЖрдо рдЬреЛ рд╣реБрдИ рдореБрд▓рд╛рдХрд╝рд╛рдд рдПрдХ рд╕рднрд╛ рдореЗрдВ рдХреБрдЫ рд╣рд┐рдиреНрджреА рдкреНрд░реЗрдорд┐рдпреЛрдВ рд╕реЗ рдмреАрддреЗ рд░рд╡рд┐рд╡рд╛рд░ рджрд┐рдирд╛рдВрдХ рео рдлрд╝рд░рд╡рд░реА реирежреирем рдХреЛ рдПрд▓ & рдЯреА рдПрдорд░рд╛рд▓реНрдб рд╕реЛрд╕рд╛рдЗрдЯреА рдореЗрдВ | ┬а рдЗрд╕ рдЧреЛрд╖реНрдареА рдХрд╛ рд╕рдВрдЪрд╛рд▓рди рд╕реЛрд╕рд╛рдЗрдЯреА рдирд┐рд╡рд╛рд╕реА рд╢реНрд░реА рд╣рд░рд┐ рдмрд╛рдмреВ рдиреЗ рдЗрд╕ рдЙрджреНрджреЗрд╢реНрдп рд╕реЗ рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рдХрд┐ рдЙрдХреНрдд рд╕реЛрд╕рд╛рдпрдЯреА рдореЗрдВ рдПрдХ рдиреАрддрд┐рдЧрдд рддрд░реАрдХрд╝реЗ рд╕реЗ рд╣рд┐рдиреНрджреА рдХреЗ рдкреНрд░рдЪрд╛рд░ рдХреЛ рдкреНрд░реЛрддреНрд╕рд╛рд╣рд┐рдд рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рдЬрд╛рдПред рдЙрдХреНрдд рдЧреЛрд╖реНрдареА рдореЗрдВ рдПрдХ рдХрд╛рд╡реНрдп рдкрд╛рда рдХрд╛ рдЖрдпреЛрдЬрди рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рдЧрдпрд╛ рдЬрд┐рд╕рдореЗ рд╕реЛрд╕рд╛рдЗрдЯреА рдирд┐рд╡рд╛рд╕реА рдХрд╡рд┐рдпреЛрдВ рдиреЗ рдЕрдкрдиреА рдЕрдкрдиреА рдХрд╡рд┐рддрд╛ рдкрдбрди рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ | рдкрд░рд╛рдорд░реНрд╢ рдХреЗ рдмрд╛рдж рдЙрдкрд╕реНрдерд┐рдд рдирд┐рд╡рд╛рд╕рд┐рдпреЛрдВ рдиреЗ рдПрдХ рд╣рд┐рдиреНрджреА рдордВрдЪ рд╕реНрдерд╛рдкрд┐рдд рдХрд░рдиреЗ рдХреА рдкрд╣рд▓ рдХреА рдФрд░ рдЙрд╕рдХреЗ рдХрд╛рд░реНрдпрд╛рдиреНрд╡рдпрди рдкрд░ рд╡рд┐рдЪрд╛рд░ рд╡рд┐рдорд░реНрд╢ рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ред рдЗрд╕ рдкрд╛рдБрдЪ рд╕рджрд╕реАрдп рдордВрдЪ рдиреЗ рд╕рдмрдХреЗ рд╡рд┐рдЪрд╛рд░ рдПрдХрддреНрд░рд┐рдд рдХрд┐рдП рдФрд░ рдпреЗ рдирд┐рд░реНрдгрдп рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рдХрд┐ рдЕрдЧрд▓реА рдореБрд▓рд╛рдХрд╝рд╛рдд рдореЗрдВ рдиреАрддрд┐рдЧрдд рдХрд╛рд░реНрдпрд╛рдиреНрд╡рдпрди рдкрд░ рдЬрд╝реЛрд░ рджрд┐рдпрд╛ рдЬрд╛рдП | ┬а рдХреБрдЫ рд╡рд┐рд╢реЗрд╖ рд╕реБрдЭрд╛рд╡ рдЬреЛ рдЙрдкрд╕реНрдерд┐рдд рд╢реНрд░реЛрддрд╛рдЧрдгреЛрдВ рдиреЗ рд╕рд╛рдЭрд╛ рдХрд┐рдП рдЙрдирдореЗрдВ рд╕реЗ рдПрдХ рдерд╛ рдЫреЛрдЯреЗ рдмрдЪреНрдЪреЛрдВ рдХрд╛ рд╣рд┐рдиреНрджреА рд╕реЗ рдкрд░рд┐рдЪрдп рдХрд░рд╡рд╛рдирд╛ рдЬрд┐рд╕рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдХреБрдЫ рдореИрддреНрд░рд┐рдХ рдкреНрд░рддрд┐рд╕реНрдкрд░реНрдзрд╛рдУрдВ рдкрд░ рд╡рд┐рдЪрд╛рд░ рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рдЧрдпрд╛ред рдЗрд╕рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рдмрдЪреНрдЪреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рдХрдерд╛ рд╡рд╛рдЪрди рдФрд░ рдкреМрд░рд╛рдгрд┐рдХ рдЧреНрд░рдВрде рд╕рдВрдЧреНрд░рд╣ рд╕реЗ рдЬреЛрдбрд╝рдиреЗ рдкрд░ рднреА рд╡рд┐рдЪрд╛рд░ рд╡рд┐рдорд░реНрд╢ рд╣реБрдЖред рдЗрд╕рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рдпреЗ рднреА рдирд┐рд░реНрдгрдп рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рдЧрдпрд╛ рдХрд┐ рд╕реЛрд╕рд╛рдпрдЯреА рдХреА рдорд╛рд╕рд┐рдХ рдкрддреНрд░рд┐рдХрд╛ рдореЗрдВ рд╣рд┐рдиреНрджреА рднрд╛рд╖рд╛ рдХреЗ рд▓реЗрдЦ рдФрд░ рдХрд╡рд┐рддрд╛рдУрдВ рдХреЛ рднреА рдкреНрд░реЛрддреНрд╕рд╛рд╣рд┐рдд рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рдЬрд╛рдП | ┬а рд╕реЛрд╕рд╛рдЗрдЯреА рдкреНрд░рд╛рдВрдЧрдг рдореЗрдВ рдпреЗ рдПрдХ рдкреНрд░рд╛рд░рдВрднрд┐рдХ рд╢реБрд░реБрд╡рд╛рдд рд╣реИ рдФрд░ рдЗрд╕ рдордВрдЪ рдХрд╛ рдкреНрд░рдпрд╛рд╕ рд░рд╣реЗрдЧрд╛ рдХрд┐ рдЗрд╕ рд╡рд┐рдЪрд╛рд░рдзрд╛рд░рд╛ рдХреЛ рдХрд╛рд░реНрдпрд╛рдиреНрд╡рдпрди рдореЗрдВ рд▓рд╛ рдХрд░ рд╣рдо рд╕рдм рдирд┐рд╡рд╛рд╕рд┐рдпреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рд╣рд┐рдиреНрджреА рд╕реЗ рдЬреЛрдбрд╝реЗрдВ рдФрд░ рдирд┐рдпрдорд┐рдд рд╕рдордп рдкрд░ рдирд┐рд╡рд╛рд╕рд┐рдпреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рдЙрдХреНрдд рдкреНрд░рдЧрддрд┐ рд╕реЗ рдЕрд╡рдЧрдд рдХрд░рд╡рд╛рдпреЗрдВ┬а┬а|

  • From a Shared Dream to Unbeaten Champions: Team тАУ Dream Catchers

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    Vikas Miglani Market professional, fiction writer and poet LinkedIn ; Blog ; Amazon Writer's Page English Summary The poem reflects on the warmth of a large joint family in the pastтАФfilled with grandparents, relatives, home-cooked food, open courtyards, shared studies, and simple village comforts. Life was modest but deeply connected, and relationships were natural and close, untouched by modern labels like тАЬcousin.тАЭ Over time, driven by ego, comparison, and the desire for independence, the family fragmented. The narrator eventually achieves what seemed like progress: a modern house with separate rooms, appliances, and personal space. Yet the emotional core is missing. The new home feels less like a home and more like a temporary inn (тАЬsaraiтАЭ)тАФa place of transactions rather than relationships. Visitors come not out of belonging but for business. Traditional flavors, shared spaces, and living bonds have been replaced by convenience, fast food, and artificial surroundings. In the end, the narrator realizes the painful truth: in the pride of becoming тАЬjust me,тАЭ the price paid was the quiet disintegration of the family. What was gained in comfort was lost in belonging. рд╡реЛ┬арджрд╛рджреА┬ардХрд╛┬ардЪреВрд▓реНрд╣рд╛, рдЖрдБрдЧрди┬ардореЗрдВ┬ардорд╛рдБ┬ардХреА┬арддреБрд▓рд╕реА рд╡реЛ┬арджрд╛рджрд╛┬ардХреА┬ардЫрдбрд╝реА┬ардФрд░┬ардмрд╛рдмрд╛┬ардХрд╛┬ард╕реНрдХреВрдЯрд░, рд╕рдм┬ардерд╛┬а ┬а рдереА┬ардПрдХ┬ардЧрд╛рдп┬ардФрд░┬ардПрдХ┬ардорд┐рдЯреНрдареБ┬арддреЛрддрд╛┬ардЧрдВрдЧрд╛рд░рд╛рдо┬арднреА┬а ┬а рд╡реЛ┬ардЪрд╛рдЪрд╛┬ардЪрд╛рдЪреА, рддрд╛рдК┬арддрд╛рдИ, рдмреБрдЖ┬ардмрд╣рди┬арднрд╛рдИ рдереЗ┬ард░рд╣рддреЗ┬ардХрднреА┬ардПрдХ┬ардмрдбрд╝реЗ┬ардорд╣рд▓┬ардореЗрдВ┬ард▓реЛрдЧ┬ардХрд╝рд░реАрдм┬арддреАрд╕ ┬а рдЕрдирдЬрд╛рди┬ардмреЗрдЦрд╝рдмрд░┬ард╢рдмреНрдж┬ардХрдЬрд╝рд┐рди┬ард╕реЗ, рдереЗ┬ардмрдЪреНрдЪреЗ┬ард╕рднреА┬а рд╕рд┐рд░реНрдлрд╝┬арднрд╛рдИ┬ардмрд╣рди, рдХреНрдпрд╛┬ардЪрд╛рдЪрд╛┬ардХреЗ┬ардХреНрдпрд╛┬арддрд╛рдК┬ардХреЗ ┬а рдЦреБрд▓рд╛┬ардЖрдБрдЧрди┬ардЦреЗрд▓рдирд╛┬ардЬрд╣рд╛рдВ┬арджрд┐рди┬арднрд░┬ардердХ┬ардХреЗ, рдлрд┐рд░ рд╕реЛ┬ардЬрд╛рдирд╛┬арддрд╛рд░реЛрдВ┬ардХреЗ┬ардЖрдБрдЪрд▓┬арддрд▓реЗ┬ард░рд╛рдд┬ардореЗрдВ┬ардЪреМрдмрд╛рд░реЗ┬ардкрд░ ┬а рд╕реБрдирддреЗ┬ардХрд╣рд╛рдиреА┬ардФрд░┬ардХрд░рддреЗ┬ардЧреБрдлрд╝реНрддрдЧреВ┬арднрд╛рдИ┬ардмрд╣рди┬ард╕реЗ рдПрдХ┬ардЪрд╛рд░рдкрд╛рдИ┬ардкреЗ┬ардПрдХ┬арддрдХрд┐рдП┬ардкреЗ┬арджреЛ┬ардЗрдзрд░┬арджреЛ┬ардЙрдзрд░ ┬а рдХрд░рдирд╛┬ардкрдврд╝рд╛рдИ┬ард╕рд╛рде, рдПрдХ┬ард╕рд▓реЗрдЯ, рдПрдХ┬арддрдЦреНрддреА┬ардкреЗ рдЬрдорд╛рдд┬ардПрдХ┬ард╕реЗ┬ардмрд╛рд░рд╣┬арддрдХ┬ард╕рднреА┬арднрд╛рдИ┬ардмрд╣рди┬ардХрд╛ ┬а рдереЗ┬ардирд╣реАрдВ┬ардмрд░реНрдЧрд░┬ардкрд┐рдЬрд╝реНрдЬрд╝рд╛┬ардФрд░┬арддрд▓реЗ┬ардЪрд╛рд╡рд▓┬ардЪреАрди┬ард╡рд╛рд▓реЗ рдерд╛┬ардордЧрд░┬арднрдВрдбрд╛рд░┬ард▓рдбрд╝реВ┬ардкрдВрдЬреАрд░рд┐┬арджреЗрд╕реА┬ардШреА┬ардордХреНрдЦрди┬ардХрд╛┬а ┬а рдереА┬ардХреНрдпрд╛рд░рд┐рдпрд╛рдБ┬ардмрдЧреАрдЪреЗ┬ардореЗрдВ┬ардЧрд╛рдЬрд░┬ардЧреЛрднреА┬ардЯрдорд╛рдЯрд░┬ардХреА┬а рддреЛ┬ардереЗ┬арджрд░рдЦрд╝реНрдд┬ардкрдкреАрддреЗ┬ардЕрдирд╛рд░┬ардХреЗ, рдмреЗрд▓реЗрдВ┬ардЕрдВрдЧреВрд░┬ардХреА,┬а рдкреЗрдбрд╝┬ардЬрд╛рдореБрди┬ард╢рд╣рддреВрдд┬ардХреЗ┬ард▓рджреЗ┬ардлрд▓реЛрдВ┬ард╕реЗ рднреА рддреЛ рдереЗ ┬а рд╕рд░реНрдж┬ардореМрд╕рдо┬ардХреА┬ардзреВрдк┬ардореЗрдВ┬ардкрд┐рд╕рддреЗ┬ардереЗ┬ардорд╕рд╛рд▓реЗ┬а рд╣рдорд╛рдо┬арджрд╕реНрддреЗ┬ардореЗрдВ, рдФрд░┬ардЪрдЯрдиреА┬ард╕рд┐рд▓рдмрдЯреНрдЯреЗ┬ардкреЗ┬а ┬а рд╕рд┐рдХрддреЗ┬ардереЗ┬ардирд╛рд╢реНрддреЗ┬ардореЗрдВ┬ардкрд░рд╛рдареЗ┬ардореВрд▓реА┬ардЧреЛрднреА┬ардкрд╛рд▓рдХ┬ардХреЗ рддреЛ┬ард░рд╛рдд┬ардореЗрдВ┬арднреБрдиреЗ┬ардмреЗрд╕рди┬арджреВрдз┬ардХрд╛┬арджреНрд░рд╡реНрдп┬ард╣рд▓реНрд╡рд╛┬ардореАрдард╛ ┬а рдХреИрд╕реЗ┬арднреВрд▓реЗрдВ┬ард╡реЛ┬ард╕реНрд╡рд╛рдж┬ардореЗрдВ┬ардЦрдЯреНрдЯреА┬ардордЯрдХреЗ┬ардореЗрдВ┬ард░рдЦреА┬ардХрд╛рдВрдЬреА рдЧрд░реНрдореА┬ардореЗрдВ┬ардмрдирддреА┬ард╢рд┐рдХрдВрдЬреА┬ардФрд░┬ард╢рд░реНрдмрдд┬ард░реВрдлрд╝рдЬрд╝рд╛┬ардХрд╛ ┬а рдмрдиреЗ┬ардирд╣реАрдВ┬ардХрд╛рдмрд┐рд▓┬ард▓рд┐рдЦ┬ардкрдврд╝┬ардХреЗ, рд╣реБрдП┬ардордЧрд░┬ардмрд╛рдЧрд╝реА, рд▓рдЧреЗ┬ард╕рджрд╕реНрдп┬ардкрд░рд┐рд╡рд╛рд░┬ардХреЗ┬ардкрд┐рдЫрдбрд╝реЗ┬ардФрд░┬ардмрдврд╝рд╛рдИ┬ардХрд▓рд╣┬ард╣рдордиреЗ┬ард╣реА ┬а рд╣реБрдИ┬ардИрд░реНрд╖реНрдпрд╛┬ардЙрдирд╕реЗ┬ардереЗ┬ардЬреЛ┬ардХрднреА┬арднрд╛рдИ┬ардмрд╣рди┬ардФрд░┬а рд╣реБрдИ┬ардЦреНрд╡рд╛рд╣рд┐рд╢┬ард╣реЛрдиреЗ┬ардХреА┬ард▓реЗрд╣рджрд╛┬арднреА┬ардЙрди┬ард░рд╛рдЬрд╝рджрд╛рд░реЛрдВ┬ард╕реЗ ┬а рдХрд░рдХреЗ┬арддрдХрд╕реАрдо┬ардПрдХ┬ард╕рдВрдпреБрдХреНрдд┬ардкрд░рд┐рд╡рд╛рд░┬ардЪрд▓рд╛┬а рдЦреЛрдЬ┬ардореЗрдВ┬ардореБрд╕рд╛рдлрд╝рд┐рд░┬ардореИрдВ┬ардПрдХ┬ард╕реНрдерд╛рдпреА┬ардкрддреЗ┬ардЕрдкрдиреЗ┬ардХреА ┬а рдорд┐рд▓рд╛┬ардореБрдЭреЗ┬ардордХрд╛рди┬ардерд╛┬ардЬрд╣рд╛рдВ┬ардХрдорд░рд╛┬ардореЗрд░рд╛┬ардЕрдкрдирд╛ рдмрдирд╡рд╛рдпрд╛┬арднреА┬ардореИрдВрдиреЗ┬ардХрдорд░рд╛┬ардПрдХ┬ардореЗрд╣рдорд╛рдиреЛ┬ардХреЗ┬ард▓рд┐рдП ┬а рдереА┬ардПрдХ┬ардмреИрдардХ┬арднреА┬ардмреИрда┬ард╕рдХреЗрдВ┬ардЬрд╣рд╛рдВ┬ард▓реЛрдЧ┬ардЪрд╛рд░┬а рд╕реЛрдлрд╝реЗ┬ардкреЗ, рдФрд░┬ардореЗрдЬрд╝┬ардПрдХ, рдЦрд╛┬ард╕рдХреЗрдВ┬ардЬрд╣рд╛рдВ┬ард▓реЛрдЧ┬ардЫрд╣ ┬а рдерд╛┬ардирд╣реАрдВ┬арджрд╛рджреА┬ардХрд╛┬ардЪреВрд▓реНрд╣рд╛, рдорд┐рдЯреНрдЯреА┬ардкреАрддрд▓┬ардХреЗ┬ардмрд░реНрддрди рдереЗ┬ардордЧрд░┬ард╕рдВрдпрдиреНрддреНрд░┬ардЕрдиреЗрдХ, рдЬреИрд╕реЗ┬ард╕реВрдХреНрд╖реНрдорд▓рд╣рд░реА┬арддрдВрджреВрд░ ┬а рдХреНрдпрд╛┬ардирд╣реАрдВ┬ардерд╛┬ардЙрд╕┬ардПрдХ┬ард╕рд░рд╛рдп┬ардореЗрдВ, рд╕рдм┬ардХреБрдЫ┬арддреЛ┬ардерд╛ рдХреНрдпрд╛┬ард▓рд┐рдЦрд╛┬ардореИрдВрдиреЗ┬а- рд╕рд░рд╛рдп┬ардореЗрдВ, рд╕рдЪ┬ард╣реА┬арддреЛ┬ард▓рд┐рдЦрд╛┬ард╣реИ ┬а рд╕рд░рд╛рдп┬ард╣реА┬ардереА, рдерд╛┬ардЬрд╣рд╛рдВ┬ардХрдорд░рд╛┬ардореЗрд░рд╛┬ардЕрдкрдирд╛┬ардЕрд▓рдЧ рдФрд░┬арддреЛ┬ардФрд░┬ардореЗрд░реЗ┬ардмрдЪреНрдЪреЛрдВ┬ардХрд╛┬арднреА┬ардЕрдкрдирд╛┬ардХрдорд░рд╛┬а ┬а рдерд╛┬ардПрдХ┬ардХрдорд░рд╛┬ардореЗрд░реЗ┬ардореЗрд╣рдорд╛рдиреЛ┬ардХрд╛, рдореЗрд╣рдорд╛рди┬ардХрд╣рд╛рдБ┬а рдореЗрд░реЗ┬ардорд┐рд▓рдиреЗ┬ард╡рд╛рд▓реЛрдВ┬ардХрд╛, рдЖрддреЗ┬ардереЗ┬ардЬреЛ┬ардЙрд╕┬ард╕рд░рд╛рдп┬ардореЗрдВ ┬а рдорд╣рдЬрд╝┬ардХрд░рдиреЗ┬ард╡реНрдпрд╛рдкрд╛рд░┬ард╕рд╛рде┬ардореЗрд░реЗ, рдерд╛┬ардЬреЛ┬ардореИрдВ┬а рд╡реНрдпрд╛рдкрд╛рд░реА┬ард░рд┐рд╢реНрддреЛрдВ┬ардХрд╛┬ардФрд░┬ардЦрд╝реБрдж┬ардПрдХ┬ардореЗрд╣рдорд╛рди ┬а рд╕рд░рд╛рдп┬ардЙрд╕рдореЗрдВ┬ардЬрд┐рд╕рдореЗрдВ┬ардереА┬ардирд╛┬ардЬрд╝рдореАрди┬ардЕрдкрдиреА рдирд╛┬ардЖрд╕рдорд╛рди┬ардЕрдкрдирд╛┬ардФрд░┬арддреЛ┬ардФрд░┬ард░рд┐рд╢реНрддреЗрджрд╛рд░┬арднреА ┬а рдереА┬ардирд╛┬ардХреНрдпрд╛рд░рд┐рдпрд╛рдБ┬ард╕рдмреНрдЬрд╝рд┐рдпреЛрдВ┬ардХреА┬ардФрд░┬ардкреЗрдбрд╝┬ардлрд▓реЛрдВ┬ардХреЗ рдерд╛┬арддреЛ┬ардорд╣рдЬрд╝┬ардПрдХ┬ардЫрдЬреНрдЬрд╛, рдирдХрд╝рд▓реА┬ардШрд╛рд╕┬ардФрд░┬ардмреЗрд▓ ┬а рдХреНрдпрд╛┬ардХрд╛рдВрдЬреА┬ардХреНрдпрд╛┬ард╢рд┐рдХрдВрдЬреА┬ардФрд░┬ардХреНрдпрд╛┬ардкрд░рд╛рдареЗ, рдЕрдм┬арддреЛ┬ардЪрд╛рдп┬ардирд╛рд╢реНрддрд╛┬ард╕рдм┬ард╣реИ┬ардкрд┐рдЬрд╝реНрдЬрд╝рд╛┬ардмрд░реНрдЧрд░┬ардЪрд╛рдКрдореАрди┬ард╣реА ┬а рдХреА┬ардЦрд░реНрдЪ┬ардЙрдореНрд░┬арднрд░┬ардХреА┬ардкреВрдБрдЬреА┬ардореИрдВрдиреЗ┬ард╕реМрджреЗ┬ардореЗрдВ┬ардШрд╛рдЯреЗ┬ардХреЗ рдХрд░┬ардХреЗ┬арддрдХрд╝рд╕реАрдо┬ардкрд░рд┐рд╡рд╛рд░┬ардореИрдВ┬ардЖ┬ардмрд╕рд╛┬ард╕рд░рд╛рдп┬ардореЗрдВ ┬а рдерд╛┬ардЬрд╣рд╛рдВ┬ардХрд▓┬ардХреЛрдИ┬ардФрд░┬ард╣реЛрдЧрд╛┬арднреА┬ардХрд▓┬ардХреЛрдИ┬а рдЬреАрд╡рди┬ард╕реЗ┬ардердХрд╛┬ард╣рд╛рд░рд╛┬ардореЗрд░реЗ┬ардЬреИрд╕рд╛┬ардореБрд╕рд╛рдлрд╝рд┐рд░┬ардПрдХ ┬а рд╕реЛрдЪрддрд╛┬ард╣реЛрдЧрд╛┬ард╡реЛ┬арднреА┬ардЧреБрдо┬ард╕реБрдо┬ардореЗрд░реА┬арддрд░рд╣┬ардпрд╣реА рдХреНрдпреЛрдВ┬ардкрд╛рдпрд╛┬ардореИрдВрдиреЗ┬ардПрдХ┬а(рдЕ)рд╕реНрдерд╛рдпреА┬ардкрддрд╛┬ардХрд░рдХреЗ┬а ┬а рддрдХрд╝рд╕реАрдо┬ард╕рд╛рд░рд╛┬ардкрд░рд┐рд╡рд╛рд░┬ард╕рд┐рд░реНрдлрд╝┬ардореИрдВ┬ардХреЗ┬ардЧреБрдорд╛рди┬ардореЗрдВ

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