Some people walk. 

Some people run. 

And some people talk like their tongue is on EMI and must pay words every minute. 

Loose Tongue, Tight Trouble: When Talking Too Much Ruins Everything

This blog is dedicated to those brave souls who speak without thinking, without stopping, and without realizing that silence could have saved them from embarrassment, fights, job loss, or historical destruction. 

 

From ancient kings to modern presidents, from royal courts to office pantries, history clearly tells us one thing: a loose tongue has caused more damage than swords, missiles, and WhatsApp forwards combined.

Why Talking Too Much Is Actually a Serious Problem

Talking is normal. Communication is healthy. But uncontrolled speech is like eating extra-spicy food and then blaming the tongue.

People with loose tongue syndrome often:

• Speak before thinking
• Confuse honesty with rudeness
• Use sarcasm as a weapon
• Regret words immediately after speaking

Fun fact:

Your tongue has 8,000 taste buds, but zero regret sensors. That responsibility belongs to the brain — which is usually consulted too late.

    

Ancient India Already Warned Us (But We Didn’t Listen)

Draupadi: One Sarcastic Sentence, One Epic War

In the Mahabharata, Draupadi was sharp, bold, and intelligent, but also sarcastic.

At one point, she mocked King Dhritrashtra, the blind king, indirectly questioning his ability to rule and control his sons. It wasn’t a polite comment. It wasn’t diplomatic. It was spicy sarcasm served in a royal court.

What followed?

• Humiliated egos
• Deepened hatred
• Political revenge
• And finally, the Kurukshetra War

Millions died. Families were destroyed. All because someone spoke when silence would have been smarter.

Lesson: Sarcasm + power + ego = disaster.

 

Shishupala: The First Professional Trash-Talker

Another Mahabharata legend, Shishupala, holds the world record for nonstop trash-talking.

He insulted Lord Krishna 100 times. Krishna tolerated patiently. On the 101st insult, Krishna calmly ended the conversation permanently.

Moral: Even gods have a limit. Humans should too. 

Greek Mythology Joins the Chat

In Greek mythology, Cassandra was cursed to speak the truth — but no one believed her. Meanwhile, others spoke confidently without facts and led Troy into destruction.

Funny irony:

• The truthful speaker was ignored
• The loud confident speakers were followed
• Result: Trojan Horse disaster

Lesson: Speaking confidently doesn’t mean speaking wisely.😊

Modern Example: Donald Trump - The CEO of Verbal Controversy

No article on loose tongues is complete without Donald Trump. The U.S president is proof that talking too much on camera can become a global comedy show.

Trump speaks like:

• Thinking is optional
• Filters are overrated
• Twitter is therapy

Some legendary moments:

• Suggesting bizarre COVID “ideas”
• Insulting entire countries
• Attacking allies on live TV
• Creating international tension before breakfast

Markets reacted. Diplomats panicked. Comedians celebrated.

Trump proved one thing clearly:

👉 You don’t need missiles to create chaos. Just give a mic to an uncontrolled tongue.

Office Politics: Daily Kurukshetra Wars

You don’t need mythology or presidents. Just observe your office.

Classic examples:

• “I was just being honest” (after insulting a colleague)
• “Don’t tell anyone” (followed by telling everyone)
• Gossip disguised as concern
• Over-sharing in meetings
• Sarcastic jokes that HR didn’t find funny

Many careers ended not because of poor work, but because of poor words.

👊Office rule: Speak less, get promoted more.

Social Media: Where Loose Tongues Go Viral

Earlier, people spoke nonsense in limited areas.
Now, one tweet can destroy reputations globally.

Celebrities, influencers, and politicians:

• Lose brand deals
• Face public outrage
• Issue apology notes starting with “I didn’t mean…”    

The internet never forgets. Screenshots are eternal.                                      

Fun fact: Deleting a post only makes people search for it harder.

Interesting Facts: Talking Too Much Is Actually Risky

l  Studies show people who talk less are perceived as more intelligent

l  Silence increases authority and mystery

l  Over-talkers are interrupted more

l The brain processes regret faster than speech, which is why embarrassment comes instantly

Your tongue moves faster than your brain’s regret department.

How to Control the Tongue (Before It Controls You)

• Pause for 3 seconds before replying
• Ask yourself: “Will I regret this tonight?”
• Avoid sarcasm with emotional people
• Silence never needs an explanation
• If angry, type — but don’t send

😊Sometimes, wisdom is knowing when to shut up.

Conclusion: Speak Less, Taste More

Your tongue is a gift — to taste sweetness, spice, and flavor. Not to destroy relationships, careers, or civilizations. History, mythology, offices, and social media all teach the same lesson:

 
👉 Uncontrolled speech causes controlled damage.

 
So next time your tongue feels excited to speak nonsense, politely remind it:
“You were hired for food reviews, not public statements.”

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Baramulla (Movie review)

“Baramulla” isn’t just another film set in Kashmir, it’s a gripping piece of cinema that rips apart the farce of so-called “Kashmiriyat”. The movie dares to tell the truth in a jaw-dropping storytelling manner that keeps you glued to your seat till the very end.

🎥 Baramulla: A Bold Film That Speaks the Uncomfortable Truth

Baramulla is not your regular Bollywood drama. It is another movie that erases the farce of “Kashmiriyat” and dares to tell the truth as it is. The film opens with haunting views of Kashmir- snow, silence, and sadness that sets the tone for what’s to come.

Right from the first few scenes, you realize this story won’t sugarcoat anything. It slowly pulls you into a world full of fear, mystery, and emotion.

🕰️ A Slow Start That Leads to a Shocking Turn

Yes, the first half is slow. The movie takes its time to build up the story and characters. But hold on because the second half hits you like a storm.

Once the real story begins, Baramulla becomes a movie that unfolds truth in a jaw-dropping storytelling manner. Every twist keeps you hooked, and the tension just keeps rising.

By the end, you’ll find yourself glued to the screen, waiting to see how it all ends.

🎭 Acting, Direction, and Emotions

The performances are strong and feel real. No overacting, no drama just raw emotion. The direction is clean and brave. Every frame feels like it has something to say.

The scenes are shot beautifully showing the scenic beauty of Kashmir but also the pain that hides beneath it.

👏 Special Praise for Producer Aditya Dhar

A big salute to Aditya Dhar, the producer of Baramulla. He deserves special praise for making such films, ones that speak the truth and challenge old narratives.

It’s rare to see filmmakers today who take such risks. Aditya Dhar is clearly building a name for himself as someone who believes in challenging the fossilized mindsets of Mumbai film industry.

🎬 Why You Should Watch Baramulla

The performances are top-notch, the writing brutally honest, and the direction, absolutely fearless. The visuals of Kashmir are hauntingly beautiful yet unsettling, perfectly matching the film’s dark undertones.

However, the slow start may feel too prolonged for some viewers who prefer high-octane thrillers right from the word go. Moreover, at times the film juggles many threads  that are supernatural, political, social and some might find the weave a bit complex. 

⭐ Final Verdict

Baramulla is bold, haunting and memorable. It starts slow, but when it turns, it grabs you and doesn’t let go. It’s more than a thriller. It’s a story about what happens when the past refuses to stay buried. For those willing to go past the opening pace, the payoff is real and impactful.

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Caught Stealing (Movie Review)

There are some movies that are refreshing and extremely pleasant as you have started watching them with little or no expectation, but rarely you come across a movie that bewilders you and excites you. Caught Stealing is one such movie that should be watched with an open mind.

 Caught Stealing: A Movie That Catches You Off Guard

🐱 The Story (and the Cat That Started It All)

The movie starts with Hank Thompson, played by Austin Butler, a guy whose baseball dreams are long gone. Now he works at a bar, living a dull, peaceful life — until his neighbour says, “Hey, can you take care of my cat?”

And that’s where everything goes wrong.

One small cat turns Hank’s world upside down. Suddenly, gangsters, thugs, and some seriously weird people are after him. All because of that cat! It’s like John Wick meets Home Alone, but funnier and way messier.

😅 Why It’s So Much Fun

What I love about Caught Stealing is that it never takes itself too seriously. It’s violent and chaotic, yes, but also full of awkwardly funny moments.

Austin Butler is excellent as Hank. He looks completely lost — like a man who just wanted to relax and ended up in a street fight. His “why is this happening to me?” face deserves an award!

The movie moves fast. One second you’re watching Hank pour drinks, and the next, he’s running through dark alleys with blood on his shirt and a cat in his bag. It’s wild, unpredictable, and full of “Wait, what just happened?” moments.

🎥 Direction & Vibes

This one’s directed by Darren Aronofsky, who’s known for deep, serious films like Black Swan. But here, he’s clearly having fun. The movie has a 90s crime-thriller look — dirty streets, shady bars, and noisy neighbours.

The camera work is gritty and cool. You feel like you’re right there with Hank, ducking punches and hoping the cat doesn’t meow at the wrong time.

Hits😂 And Misses😞 For Me

What I really liked about Caught Stealing is that it doesn’t try to be too serious. It knows it’s a bit silly, and that’s what makes it fun. The background, the messy apartments, the smoky bars — all look real, not fancy. It feels like old-school New York, full of trouble but also full of character.

Of course, it’s not perfect. Sometimes you might wonder what’s going on or why certain people are doing what they’re doing. A few scenes feel over the top, and the humour doesn’t always land. But still, it keeps you entertained till the end, and that’s what matters.

By the time the movie ends, you feel like you’ve gone through Hank’s chaos yourself. You laugh, you sigh, and maybe you even thank your neighbour for not owning a cat. 

🍿 Final Verdict

Overall, Caught Stealing is funny, wild, and surprisingly emotional in parts. It’s not your typical thriller, and that’s what makes it special. Watch it when you want something different something that doesn’t take itself too seriously but still gives you a great time.

So, if you enjoy crime stories with a touch of dark humour and characters who feel real (and unlucky), Caught Stealing is totally worth a watch.

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Faridabad: The City That’s Always Under Construction (Even in Heaven’s Project Plan)

If you ever wanted to experience a live simulation of “Work in Progress,” welcome to Faridabad — the city where construction is not an activity, it’s a culture. You don’t “live” in Faridabad; you simply “navigate” it — like an obstacle course designed by civil engineers who ran out of caffeine and common sense at the same time.

Faridabad: The City That’s Always Under Construction  

Welcome to Faridabad — the city that’s been “under construction” since forever. If you live here, you already know that no road is ever truly finished, and every new project comes with a promise and a pothole. It’s like living inside a never-ending episode of Roads & Repairs.

Roads to Somewhere (Someday)

Let’s start with the “fantastic” road network — the kind that would make even Google Maps sigh audibly. The city now boasts shiny new highways, underpasses, and flyovers that give an illusion of progress. You look at them and think, “Wow, finally!” Then you drive for five minutes and realize — the road ends in a crater big enough to qualify as a UNESCO heritage site.

Faridabad’s motto should be: “We build roads faster than we fix them.” In one corner, the municipal corporation is proudly laying down interlocking tiles; in the next, the water department is digging them up to check a pipe that didn’t even exist yesterday. The Public Works Department calls it “coordination.” We call it “teamwork between confusion and chaos.”

Here, the engineering brilliance is unmatched. Our talented civil engineers and contractors have mastered the art of placing sewer manholes higher than the road surface. The result? When it rains, the water flows beautifully over the manholes instead of into them. Not a drop gets wasted on actual drainage! The roads turn into mini swimming pools, and driving becomes an adventure sport.

Drainage — The MCF Masterclass

But wait, the Municipal Corporation of Faridabad (MCF) deserves a standing ovation. Their genius shines brightest during monsoon preparations. Weeks before the rains, they heroically de-silt the drains, remove all the debris — and leave it neatly beside the drain, waiting for the first rainfall to sweep it right back in. It’s a perfect system of recycling — only without any logic.

It makes you wonder if anyone is actually in charge or if the city just runs on autopilot. The process is repeated every year with a new tender and old excuses. Somewhere, a management consultant is taking notes. 

Garbage: Our Unofficial City Mascot

No discussion about Faridabad is complete without acknowledging its most consistent performer — the piles of garbage. They are everywhere: on roads, near schools, under flyovers, beside temples, and sometimes inside your soul.

These garbage mounds aren’t just heaps — they’re landmarks. “Take a left from the second garbage hill, right after the open drain, and you’ll reach the metro station.” Urban design at its finest.

The government has put up boards saying “Clean Faridabad, Green Faridabad.” But the boards themselves are half-buried under trash. It would be funny if it wasn’t so true.

Encroachment: The People’s Development Model

In Faridabad, everyone believes in equal rights — especially the right to occupy public land. Pavements, green belts, and service lanes are treated like personal property. If there’s an open space, someone will build something on it.

The shopkeepers are no less creative. For them, the footpath isn’t meant for walking — it’s a great place to set up a stall, park a scooter, or build an extra counter. After all, who needs space to walk when you can sell tea or momos instead?

And when the authorities finally come to clear the area, the shopkeepers simply move a few feet back and return before the dust settles. It’s like a local dance — two steps back, two steps forward, and business goes on as usual.

Traffic: Our Favorite Pastime

Traffic congestion in Faridabad isn’t a problem — it’s a festival that happens daily, twice a day, without fail. The roads are so jammed that even the cows have started using Google Maps.

Traffic lights exist merely for decorative purposes — like street jewelry. The average driver interprets red as “speed up,” amber as “horn loudly,” and green as “go whichever way you like.”

At every intersection, you’ll find a self-appointed philosopher uncle who insists, “Yahan toh sab chalta hai.” True, Uncle. Everything does chalta hai — except traffic.

Water, Water… Nowhere (But for Sale)

Scarcity of water is Faridabad’s version of seasonal depression — it comes every few months but never really leaves. Every summer, taps go dry, and people line up like it’s the launch of a new iPhone — only, this one doesn’t come with a warranty.

But here’s the twist — illegal water extraction thrives! Tankers roam the streets like black-market superheroes, selling back the same water they “borrowed” from under your feet. You call it theft; they call it “water entrepreneurship.”

So, while your society WhatsApp group debates borewell depth, someone nearby is running a full-fledged water start-up — “Startup India” style.

Brilliantly Engineered Accountability

Every few months, a new civic blunder emerges that deserves a documentary. Whether it’s manholes above road level, open drains beside schools, or the grand “drain-cleaning-but-don’t-take-away-the-debris” strategy — Faridabad’s decision-making process feels like a reality show called “Guess Who’s Accountable?” Spoiler: no one ever wins.

The creativity and intelligence displayed in these projects make one wonder — are these mistakes, or is this next-level innovation? Maybe Faridabad isn’t failing; maybe it’s conducting a massive social experiment on how long citizens can survive in puddles of bureaucratic genius.

Accountability in Faridabad is like clean air — everyone talks about it, but no one has actually seen it.

Development: The Eternal Work-in-Progress

Every few years, leaders promise a “New Faridabad.” And every year, we see the same old problems with new signboards. Roads are rebuilt, re-dug, and re-announced — a continuous loop of hope and repair.

But despite all this, the people of Faridabad never give up. They laugh, they complain, they honk, and they move on. After all, living here teaches you patience, flexibility, and the fine art of dodging potholes like a pro.

Conclusion: The City That Never Finishes

Faridabad isn’t broken — it’s just forever under construction. Every road, every drain, every new project carries that eternal promise: “Work in Progress.”

And maybe that’s what gives this city its charm — it’s not perfect, but it’s proudly unfinished.

Because in Faridabad, development doesn’t conclude —

it simply begins again.

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If you were hoping for a diplomatic bromance, you may want to sit down first (preferably with popcorn). Because the saga of Donald Trump and India reads less like a buddy-movie and more like a tragicomedy with tariff grenades and surprise plot twists.

Donald Trump, “Friend of India”? More Like Frenemy With Benefits

“Being an enemy of the USA is dangerous, but being a friend is fatal.”

— Henry Kissinger

Henry Kissinger must’ve had a crystal ball because Donald Trump has turned his quote into a real-life experiment—starring India. Because if friendship were a Netflix series, Trump’s role is less “best buddy” and more “that toxic ex who says sweet things but maxes out your credit card.”   

The Indian Cheerleaders’ Dream Team

When Trump first got elected, Indians practically broke their wrists clapping. Indians threw rallies in New Jersey chanting “Abki Baar, Trump Sarkar,” as if Modi and Trump were about to start a boy band together. He praised Modi, he praised Indians, he even mangled Hindi at rallies. For a moment, it looked like a match made in diplomatic heaven.

 

But fast-forward past his re-election, and what did India get? Not hugs, not trade deals, not Bollywood cameos—just tariffs, deportations, and lectures. Indians were like fans at a cricket match cheering their hero, only to find out he switched sides mid-innings. The bromance was downgraded to a one-way situationship.

Tariff Tantrums: Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue, India Pay 50% Or Screw You

Trump’s idea of friendship comes with an invoice. His administration slapped punitive tariffs on Indian exports—sometimes up to 50%. That’s not a “deal,” that’s daylight robbery with paperwork.

 

And when India bought Russian oil to keep its economy alive, Trump basically said: “Stop it, or I’ll ground you.” Never mind that the U.S. and Europe were swimming in Russian gas like it was a pool party. India, apparently, had to stick to coconut water.

Deportation Airlines: Non-Stop Service, Chains Included

As if tariffs weren’t romantic enough, Trump sent around 100 Indians back home on a U.S. military plane—handcuffed and leg-chained. Imagine being treated like hardened criminals, when your only crime was chasing the “American Dream.” If this is how friends are treated, enemies must be getting spa vouchers.

Pakistan: The Side Chick With Minerals

And then—plot twist! While India was being slapped with tariffs and sanctions, Trump was busy cozying up to Pakistan.

• White House invites for Shehbaz Sharif
• Trade and energy deals on the table
• Pakistan offering rare earth minerals like it’s selling kebabs at a street fair

Critics even say Trump’s family business interests in Pakistan greased these decisions . Translation: geopolitics, but make it retail.

It’s like India thought it was in a monogamous relationship, only to find Trump secretly swiping right on Pakistan for access to rare earths.

The Friendship Math: India Gets Tariffs, Pakistan Gets Selfies

Let’s tally this up:

• India: tariffs, deportations, sanctions.
• Pakistan: trade deals, hugs, and Trump family LinkedIn endorsements.

This is less “Art of the Deal” and more “Art of Playing Both Sides Until Someone Pays for My Golf Course.”

 

Final Plot Twist

So what have we learned?

• Kissinger was right—being America’s “friend” can be fatal.

• Indians who cheered Trump got scorn, tariffs, and deportations in return.

• Trump’s “bestie” act with Modi turned out to be more like a one-sided WhatsApp chat.

But here’s the kicker: if India, a resourceful country with a trillion-dollar economy, is being kicked around like this by Trump the “friend,” imagine what will happen to Pakistan once his personal interests dry up. India can absorb pressure, recalibrate, and push back. Pakistan? Not so much. When Trump moves on, Islamabad may be left holding nothing but promises and overdue invoices.

So yes, Trump might be India’s “friend.” But if this is friendship, enemies are probably better off.

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