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The previous article and especially the incisive comments on it, got me thinking about birth charts. We understand that we have an ambiguity of exact brith time. However, let’s consider a situation. Two people are born in the same city, same day, same time, and let’s say the same hospital, then by all accounts they …
In the chaotic realm of Crescent’s Christmas party, where gulab jamuns steal the spotlight, students embark on a culinary mission, diligently sorting into groups to bring home-cooked delights. Forget the fashion fuss; our real anxiety lies in the fate of those precious jamuns. Sharing isn’t about profound ideas but the chaotic potluck of preferences.
The gift exchange unfolds like a cinematic drama. Secret Santa is no secret, and the lucky recipient becomes the chocolate hero armed with a Nestle Milkybar that bluntly reads ‘Eat It.’ Destiny, it seems, is intricately woven into the fabric of white chocolate bars, turning a mere gift into a cosmic sign from the universe.
As the party wraps up, we’re not just a bunch of kids with our teachers; we’re a squad of comedians navigating the absurd Crescentian Chronicles, with ridiculous gift dilemmas and the everlasting sweetness of bad gulab jamuns over bad English paper marks. After all, we are the generation that gave Karan Johar his first hit, leaving behind a trail of laughter, chaos, and sugary goodness.
Start calling SadeSati (SS) a blessing, and people will believe you have gone nuts. However, today’s minority opinion is surprisingly the Seer’s opinion who composed the fundamentals of Jyotish! SadeSati’s literal translation is seven and a half. Then, why is it associated with so much dread? Well, this seven and half year period is ruled …
