Showing posts with label Real Heros. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Real Heros. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 26, 2016
some beautiful images of Indian Republic Day 2016
Saturday, January 23, 2016
What this mother did will shock you! Every nation needs this!
tears comes in my eyes after watched this video..
"once my mom said "if you are died for our nation ,i never cry for you,i feel proud ,i am your mother." that's my mom and i always remember this words.
If we are living in a free country, it is because of our soldiers who are continuously fighting for us at the border. There are many families who have lost a son, a father, a husband!
Today, we bring to you the story of a mother who lost her husband and when you learn what she did, you will surely be moved to tears...
We salute all women like her!
Tuesday, July 28, 2015
My memory of the last day with great Kalam sir-By Srijan Pal Singh
❝What I will be remembered for, my memory of the last day with great Kalam sir. It has been eight hours since we last...
Posted by The Logical Indian on Monday, July 27, 2015
Monday, June 29, 2015
Some famous quotes on the God of cricket Mr. Sachin Tendulakar
Some Quotes on the god of cricket. Shri. Sachin tendulakar :)Every sachinist must read and share!!
Posted by Awwwwsum things in India on Sunday, June 28, 2015
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Indian Special Forces Cross Border Into Myanmar and killed Militant
'congrats' Indian armed forces for successfully complete Myanmar operation without any loss.
Indian armed forces cross border into Myanmar and kill 15- 20 militant ,this militant was involved who killed 20 Indian soldiers last week.
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Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Heartbreaking last message of hanged Iranian woman Reyhaneh Jabbari to her mother
Reyhaneh Jabbari, the Iranian woman who was hanged by the Iran on Saturday, had released her will in a voice message.
She was executed in Iran's Evin Prison, northwest of the capital Tehran for the 2009 murder of an intelligence officer with a penknife, who she claims tried to rape her.
In a heartbreaking message to her mother Sholeh, Reyhaneh, 26, tells how she faced death for the crime of defending herself against a man who tried to rape her. She also tells Sholeh to donate her organs after her death.
This photo taken on December 15, 2008, shows Iranian Reyhaneh Jabbari speaking to defend herself during the first hearing of her trial for the murder of a former intelligence official at a court in Tehran.
The voice message, which has been translated by National Council of Resistance of Iran, she says the following in an apparently calm voice:
"Dear Sholeh, today I learned that it is now my turn to face Qisas (the Iranian regime's law of retribution). I am hurt as to why you did not let me know yourself that I have reached the last page of the book of my life. Don't you think that I should know? You know how ashamed I am that you are sad. Why did you not take the chance for me to kiss your hand and that of dad? The world allowed me to live for 19 years. That ominous night it was I that should have been killed. My body would have been thrown in some corner of the city, and after a few days, the police would have taken you to the coroner's office to identify my body and there you would also learn that I had been raped as well. The murderer would have never been found since we don't have their wealth and their power. Then you would have continued your life suffering and ashamed, and a few years later you would have died of this suffering and that would have been that.
However, with that cursed blow the story changed. My body was not thrown aside, but into the grave of Evin Prison and its solitary wards, and now the grave-like prison of Shahr-e Ray. But give in to the fate and don't complain. You know better that death is not the end of life.
You taught me that one comes to this world to gain an experience and learn a lesson and with each birth a responsibility is put on one's shoulder. I learned that sometimes one has to fight. I do remember when you told me that the carriage man protested the man who was flogging me, but the flogger hit the lash on his head and face that ultimately led to his death. You told me that for creating a value one should persevere even if one dies.
You taught us that as we go to school one should be a lady in face of the quarrels and complaints. Do you remember how much you underlined the way we behave? Your experience was incorrect. When this incident happened, my teachings did not help me. Being presented in court made me appear as a cold-blooded murderer and a ruthless criminal. I shed no tears. I did not beg. I did not cry my head off since I trusted the law.
But I was charged with being indifferent in face of a crime. You see, I didn't even kill the mosquitoes and I threw away the cockroaches by taking them by their antennas. Now I have become a premeditated murderer. My treatment of the animals was interpreted as being inclined to be a boy and the judge didn't even trouble himself to look at the fact that at the time of the incident I had long and polished nails.
How optimistic was he who expected justice from the judges! He never questioned the fact that my hands are not coarse like those of a sportswoman, especially a boxer. And this country that you planted its love in me never wanted me and no one supported me when under the blows of the interrogator I was crying out and I was hearing the most vulgar terms. When I shed the last sign of beauty from myself by shaving my hair I was rewarded: 11 days in solitary.
Dear Sholeh, don't cry for what you are hearing. On the first day that in the police office an old unmarried agent hurt me for my nails I understood that beauty is not looked for in this era. The beauty of looks, beauty of thoughts and wishes, a beautiful handwriting, beauty of the eyes and vision, and even beauty of a nice voice. My dear mother, my ideology has changed and you are not responsible for it. My words are unending and I gave it all to someone so that when I am executed without your presence and knowledge, it would be given to you. I left you much handwritten material as my heritage.
However, before my death I want something from you, that you have to provide for me with all your might and in any way that you can. In fact this is the only thing I want from this world, this country and you. I know you need time for this. Therefore, I am telling you part of my will sooner. Please don't cry and listen. I want you to go to the court and tell them my request. I cannot write such a letter from inside the prison that would be approved by the head of prison; so once again you have to suffer because of me. It is the only thing that if even you beg for it I would not become upset although I have told you many times not to beg to save me from being executed.
My kind mother, dear Sholeh, the one more dear to me than my life, I don't want to rot under the soil. I don't want my eye or my young heart to turn into dust. Beg so that it is arranged that as soon as I am hanged my heart, kidney, eye, bones and anything that can be transplanted be taken away from my body and given to someone who needs them as a gift. I don't want the recipient know my name, buy me a bouquet, or even pray for me. I am telling you from the bottom of my heart that I don't want to have a grave for you to come and mourn there and suffer. I don't want you to wear black clothing for me. Do your best to forget my difficult days. Give me to the wind to take away.
The world did not love us. It did not want my fate. And now I am giving in to it and embrace the death. Because in the court of God I will charge the inspectors, I will charge inspector Shamlou, I will charge judge, and the judges of country's Supreme Court that beat me up when I was awake and did not refrain from harassing me. In the court of the creator I will charge Dr. Farvandi, I will charge Qassem Shabani and all those that out of ignorance or with their lies wronged me and trampled on my rights and didn't pay heed to the fact that sometimes what appears as reality is different from it.
Dear soft-hearted Sholeh, in the other world it is you and me who are the accusers and others who are the accused. Let's see what God wants. I wanted to embrace you until I die. I love you.
Reyhaneh, April 1, 2014"
(source-The Times of India)
She was executed in Iran's Evin Prison, northwest of the capital Tehran for the 2009 murder of an intelligence officer with a penknife, who she claims tried to rape her.
In a heartbreaking message to her mother Sholeh, Reyhaneh, 26, tells how she faced death for the crime of defending herself against a man who tried to rape her. She also tells Sholeh to donate her organs after her death.
This photo taken on December 15, 2008, shows Iranian Reyhaneh Jabbari speaking to defend herself during the first hearing of her trial for the murder of a former intelligence official at a court in Tehran.
The voice message, which has been translated by National Council of Resistance of Iran, she says the following in an apparently calm voice:
However, with that cursed blow the story changed. My body was not thrown aside, but into the grave of Evin Prison and its solitary wards, and now the grave-like prison of Shahr-e Ray. But give in to the fate and don't complain. You know better that death is not the end of life.
You taught me that one comes to this world to gain an experience and learn a lesson and with each birth a responsibility is put on one's shoulder. I learned that sometimes one has to fight. I do remember when you told me that the carriage man protested the man who was flogging me, but the flogger hit the lash on his head and face that ultimately led to his death. You told me that for creating a value one should persevere even if one dies.
You taught us that as we go to school one should be a lady in face of the quarrels and complaints. Do you remember how much you underlined the way we behave? Your experience was incorrect. When this incident happened, my teachings did not help me. Being presented in court made me appear as a cold-blooded murderer and a ruthless criminal. I shed no tears. I did not beg. I did not cry my head off since I trusted the law.
But I was charged with being indifferent in face of a crime. You see, I didn't even kill the mosquitoes and I threw away the cockroaches by taking them by their antennas. Now I have become a premeditated murderer. My treatment of the animals was interpreted as being inclined to be a boy and the judge didn't even trouble himself to look at the fact that at the time of the incident I had long and polished nails.
How optimistic was he who expected justice from the judges! He never questioned the fact that my hands are not coarse like those of a sportswoman, especially a boxer. And this country that you planted its love in me never wanted me and no one supported me when under the blows of the interrogator I was crying out and I was hearing the most vulgar terms. When I shed the last sign of beauty from myself by shaving my hair I was rewarded: 11 days in solitary.
Dear Sholeh, don't cry for what you are hearing. On the first day that in the police office an old unmarried agent hurt me for my nails I understood that beauty is not looked for in this era. The beauty of looks, beauty of thoughts and wishes, a beautiful handwriting, beauty of the eyes and vision, and even beauty of a nice voice. My dear mother, my ideology has changed and you are not responsible for it. My words are unending and I gave it all to someone so that when I am executed without your presence and knowledge, it would be given to you. I left you much handwritten material as my heritage.
However, before my death I want something from you, that you have to provide for me with all your might and in any way that you can. In fact this is the only thing I want from this world, this country and you. I know you need time for this. Therefore, I am telling you part of my will sooner. Please don't cry and listen. I want you to go to the court and tell them my request. I cannot write such a letter from inside the prison that would be approved by the head of prison; so once again you have to suffer because of me. It is the only thing that if even you beg for it I would not become upset although I have told you many times not to beg to save me from being executed.
The world did not love us. It did not want my fate. And now I am giving in to it and embrace the death. Because in the court of God I will charge the inspectors, I will charge inspector Shamlou, I will charge judge, and the judges of country's Supreme Court that beat me up when I was awake and did not refrain from harassing me. In the court of the creator I will charge Dr. Farvandi, I will charge Qassem Shabani and all those that out of ignorance or with their lies wronged me and trampled on my rights and didn't pay heed to the fact that sometimes what appears as reality is different from it.
Dear soft-hearted Sholeh, in the other world it is you and me who are the accusers and others who are the accused. Let's see what God wants. I wanted to embrace you until I die. I love you.
Reyhaneh, April 1, 2014"
(source-The Times of India)
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Satyendra Dubey-A Real Hero
Childhood-
Satyendra Dubey was burn in 1973 at the village of sahpur in the siwan distric of Bihar india.His father name Bageshwari Dubey and mother name Phulamati Devi.There was five girls and two boys in his family.His father was worked in a sugar mill.
Education-
Satyendra Dubey completed his school education at the gang baksh kanodiya High school in sahpur,after that satyendra went to the Allahabad for his higher education.When he graduated in 1990,he was admitted in the Indian institute of technology (IIT) Kanpur.He did his M.Tech in civil Engg. from Banaras Hindu university in 1996.He was the first person from Sahpur ever to do this.
Professional Life-
Satyendra Dubey was graduated from most prestigious technical school of the india.Satyendra could have found a highly paid job with a corporation,but he wanted to do something to help his country,so he passed the Indian Engineering Service (IEC)in 1996.He was selected for the Assistant Project Directors post in National Highway Authority of India(NHAI)at koderma,Jharkhand.He was responsible for the new highway which is build by the Indian government as a Golden Quadrilateral(GQ)Corridor project.The GQ corridor project was 14,000 kilometers long and will cost around $US 14 billion.Satyendra had rebuild 6 k.m.of the road from a contractor because contractor had not build the road properly and he was suspended three of his engineers,because they were doing financial irregularities in the project.
Exposing corruption and letter to the Prime Minister-
At the beginning of the project ,the Govt.had made a strict guideline for the bidding process .According to the guideline contracts were given only that companies which used up to date equipment and his employed were well trained staff,but dubey found that the contract firm has been subcontracting the actual work to smaller low technology groups,which controlled by mafia . Dubey wrote to the Director of NHAI,but he was not doing any action,then satyendra directly wrote a letter to the Prime Minister Atal Bihari Vajpeyee and also send a copy to the chairman of the Highway Authority.He was not sign the letter but he attached a personal bio-data ,so that the matter would be taken more seriously and and deposit a request to kept his identity secret.He soon received a letter from the "chief vigilance officer" at the Highway Authority reprimanding him for breaking the rules by directly communicating with the Prime Minister.
He wrote a second letter in reply saying that he had been only trying to make sure the project was as successful as possible.He also said he knew that his identity had been leaked because he had been "exposed to undesirable pressers and threats".
Murder-
on November 27,2003,satyendra was returning from a wedding in Varanasi,and called his driver to meet him at the station .He reached Gaya railway station at three in the morning,but the driver was not come to the station,then he called him,then driver tell him the car was not able to come because of a battery malfunction.Satyendra decided to take a rickshaw for going home.After some time he did not reach home,his driver went to look for him and found him dead by the side of the road in suburb of A.P.colony.He had shot.
The news ignited tremendous public hue and cry.The meter was raised in parliament,and the Prime Minister shifted the onus of investigation from the Bihar police to the CBI.The CBI registered a case against unknown persons under 120-B (criminal conspiracy) and 302 (murder)of Indian penal code and various provision under Arms act on December 14 2003.
The Investigation-
In investigations, the CBI interrogated the rickshaw puller Pradeep Kumar who was caught using Dubey's stolen cell phone. The mobile phone was switched off for about a fortnight after the murder, but then Kumar called his 'second wife' in Kolkata, following which the CBI traced the rickshaw puller to his slum in Gaya.Two other suspects, Sheonath Sah and Mukendra Paswan, were questioned by the CBI. They were found dead from poisoning on February 1, 2004, within within 25 hours of the CBI questioning. Sah's father lodged an FIR against the CBI with the Bihar Police, but CBI Director Umashanker Mishra called their deaths a suicide in a press meeting a few days later.The CBI concluded its investigations and four persons were charge-sheeted on September 3, 2004. Based on testimony by Pradeep Kumar, who was his rickshaw puller, the event was presented as an attempted robbery. Because Satyendra put up a fight about giving up his briefcase, he was shot.The person accused of actually shooting Dubey with a country-made pistol was Mantu Kumar, son of Lachhu Singh, of Village Katari, Gaya district. Accomplices with him included Uday Kumar, Pinku Ravidas and Shravan Kumar.
Legacy-
Dubey's murder drew several protests in India and abroad, especially by the media. Student and Alumni bodies of IITs took the lead in raising this issue. S. K. Dubey Foundation for Fight Against Corruption in India was launched to systematically fight against corruption. IIT Kanpur instituted an annual award in his name, Satyendra K Dubey Memorial Award, to be given to an IIT alumnus for displaying highest professional integrity in upholding human values. Arvind Kejriwal, a recipient of this award, went on to receive the Ramon Magsaysay Award as well. Indian Express had also announced a fellowship in the name of Dubey.
Satyendra Dubey was recognised posthumously by several awards, which included the Whistleblower of the year award from the London-based Index on Censorship, the Transparency International's Annual integrity award and the Service Excellence award from the All India Management Association.
Satyendra make a way for fighting against corrouption and he is Real Hero,but some questions did not solved 'how to someone give poison in CBI questedy? and how to leake satyendr's identity? and when letter was writtern for the Prime Minister ,then how to P.M.O office sent it to the the Ministry for Road Transport.
SOME OTHER LINKS OF SATYENDRA-
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