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In the dense forests of Ulihatu, a child was born who carried no sword, held no royal title and had no wealth to his name and...

A hundred and fifty years have passed, yet every time these words resound, they awaken the same sacred pulse. It’s the rhythm of every heart that...

Diwali has always been more than a festival of lights. It is a festival of togetherness, of giving, of reminding ourselves how fortunate we are to...

A nation is not just a landmass marked on a map; it is a living, breathing soul. And like every soul, it speaks a language beyond...

His eyes gleamed with the kind of fire only freedom could ignite. He did not flinch; he did not plead. Instead, he carried himself as though...

Imagine standing in Jallianwala Bagh on that blood-soaked Baisakhi morning, serving water to those gathered and seeing friend after friend fall to bullets. That young man...

The air in the Constituent Assembly chamber felt sacred on 22 July 1947—as if every heartbeat echoed a prayer for freedom, dignity and unity. That day,...

For him, patriotism wasn’t a mantle worn for applause, it was a sacred vow. Every time he picked up his pen or stood before a crowd,...

The moment he designed that piece of khadi, he knew he wasn’t crafting just another flag—he was weaving the soul of a nation. His fingers traced...