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BAPS Shri Swaminarayan Mandir: A Spiritual Oasis In New Jersey

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Nestled in the serene suburbs of Robbinsville, New Jersey, lies a hidden jewel that not only mesmerizes with its architectural grandeur but also offers a spiritual haven for all who visit. The Swaminarayan Akshardham Temple stands as a testament to the vibrant culture and unwavering devotion of the Indian community in the United States. Join us on a virtual journey to explore the mesmerizing Swaminarayan Akshardham Temple and uncover its unique charm and significance.

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Week 18 - Architecture

BAPS Swaminarayan Akshardham, Robbinsville Twp NJ

The details on the temple and the whole campus are incredible.

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Tapoco Lodge

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Sandeep Marwah Visits Swaminarayan Akshardham in Robbinsville Advocates for Global Peace Through Art and Culture

Robbinsville, New Jersey, USA – “You do not need to work to become spiritual. You are spiritual; you need only to remember that fact. Spirit is within you. God is within you,” stated Dr. Sandeep Marwah, President of the World Peace Development and Research Foundation, during his visit to BAPS Swaminarayan Akshardham, one of the world’s largest temples, located in Robbinsville, New Jersey.

In a press conference, Dr. Marwah also Chair for Indo American Film and Cultural Forum, elaborated on the objectives of the World Peace Development and Research Foundation. The foundation aims to conduct high-quality, impactful research to understand the roots of conflict and the pathways to peace. It provides training and educational programs that equip individuals and communities with the necessary tools for promoting peace and resolving conflicts. Additionally, the foundation advocates for policy changes that prioritize peace, justice, and sustainable development in collaboration with other institutions and stakeholders. Building and maintaining an extensive global network of peace advocates and practitioners is also a key focus of the foundation.

The foundation organizes cultural festivals that showcase traditional music, dance, theater, and cuisine from various regions, fostering cross-cultural understanding and the celebration of diversity. Peace conferences are held where scholars, activists, and experts from different fields gather to discuss and exchange ideas on peace-building, conflict resolution, and global harmony. Workshops and seminars on conflict resolution, non-violent communication, and mediation techniques are conducted to provide practical tools for individuals and communities to address conflicts peacefully.

Artist residencies are offered, allowing artists from different countries to live and work together, creating collaborative projects that explore themes of peace, love, and unity. The foundation develops and implements peace education programs in schools and universities to promote empathy, understanding, and respect for diversity among students. Cultural exchanges between artists, musicians, dancers, and performers from different countries are facilitated, fostering dialogue, collaboration, and mutual appreciation.

Public art installations are commissioned to convey messages of peace, love, and unity, serving as reminders and catalysts for positive change within communities. International collaborations are forged with other peace organizations, cultural institutions, and NGOs to enhance the impact and reach of peace-building initiatives worldwide. Youth engagement programs are developed to involve young people in peace-building activities, including art competitions, leadership training, and mentorship programs that empower them to become ambassadors of peace.

Art therapy initiatives are promoted in conflict-affected areas and communities, providing individuals with a creative outlet for healing, expression, and reconciliation. Peace advocacy campaigns are launched using art and culture as powerful tools to raise awareness about peace-related issues such as disarmament, human rights, gender equality, and environmental sustainability. The foundation supports grassroots initiatives by providing grants and resources to local community organizations and individuals working on peace-building projects, ensuring that peace efforts are decentralized and inclusive.

Networking opportunities and dialogue platforms are facilitated for artists, cultural activists, and peace advocates to connect, collaborate, and share best practices in their respective fields. These activities, when implemented with dedication and strategic planning, contribute to the foundation’s mission of developing and promoting love, peace, and unity through art and culture.

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The Snow Total Reading MA & Robbinsville NJ Chronicles

As winter whispers its icy secrets across the Northeast, residents of Reading, MA, and Robbinsville, NJ, brace themselves, knowing well the impact of snow on their day-to-day lives. This article, brought to you by Certified Snowfall Totals, dives deep into the heart of winter's touch on these communities, unraveling the "Snow Total Reading MA" and "Snow Total Robbinsville NJ" stories with a blend of fact, practical advice, and local lore.

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Reading’s Winter Wonderland

Located in Bucks County, Pennsylvania, Reading is a picturesque suburban community known for its charming neighborhoods and proximity to bustling cities like Philadelphia. However, when winter strikes, the town transforms into a snowy wonderland that can be both enchanting and challenging.

On average, Snow Total Reading MA receives around 31 inches of snow each year, with the snowiest months being January and February. The town has a well-maintained road system, but during heavy snowfall, driving conditions can become treacherous. This is where the importance of accurate snow total measurements comes into play.

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Robbinsville’s Winter Woes

Over in New Jersey, nestled between bustling cities like New York and Newark, lies the quiet suburban town of Robbinsville. Despite its close proximity to urban areas, Robbinsville experiences a significant amount of snowfall each year, much to the delight of its residents.

On average, Robbinsville receives around 28 inches of snow per year, with February being the snowiest month. The town's Public Works Department works tirelessly during winter months to clear roads and sidewalks for safe travel. Accurate and timely snow total measurements are crucial for planning their efforts effectively.

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Whether you live in Reading, MA or Snow Total Robbinsville NJ, accurate snow total measurements are essential for more than just planning safe travel. Businesses also rely on these measurements to plan for snow removal services and manage their resources effectively.

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Embracing the Winter Season

While winter may bring challenges, it also brings a sense of community as neighbors come together to help each other during heavy snowfalls. From shoveling sidewalks to checking in on elderly neighbors, the winter season in Reading, MA, and Robbinsville, NJ, brings a unique opportunity for residents to support each other.

So when the snow starts falling in these communities, the focus shifts from inconvenience to embracing the winter wonderland it creates. And with Certified Snowfall Totals providing accurate and reliable snow total measurements, residents can stay safe and enjoy the beauty of winter without worry. Overall, the snow total Reading MA & Robbinsville NJ Chronicles serves as a reminder of the resilience and community spirit that thrives in these two towns, even in the face of winter's challenges. So when the snow starts falling, remember to stay safe, stay connected with your neighbors, and count on Certified Snowfall Totals for accurate and certified snow total measurements.

Impact of Snow on Daily Life

The impact of snow on Reading and Robbinsville cannot be understated. From the snarl of morning traffic to the quietude of a snow-draped landscape, snow touches every aspect of life. Local businesses, too, face the brunt of heavy snowfalls, with unplanned closures and the hustle of snow removal operations becoming all too familiar sights.

Yet, there's a silver lining in the communal spirit that snow ignites—a shared resolve to clear pathways, look out for neighbors, and find joy in the serene beauty of a snow-covered town. Whether it's a snowball fight in the park or a cup of hot cocoa by the fireplace, winter allows residents to slow down and appreciate each other and their surroundings.

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[ofbatsandballads]

turn me into something tragic

jason todd x fem!reader

word count: 1.6k

warnings: slight suggestive thoughts from reader, brief mentions of Jason being hurt

a/n: been listening to the secret of us by gracie abrams and “let it happen” just feels so much like what falling in love with jay would be like. so here’s a song fic!

divider credit: saradika-graphics

You’re in deep. You wish you weren’t because this whole longing thing sucks. But you’re here now—so it goes, you guess. It’s not like you have any other options. You can’t just quit your job at the Robbinsville Public Library because there’s a very handsome man that always shows up from one to four in the afternoon. You can’t uproot your life and your ability to pay rent because he smiles at you whenever he returns his books, because his voice makes your chest feel warm when he asks if you can put a copy of Emma on hold for him.

No. You just need to suck it up and stop thinking about Jason fucking Todd.

A remarkably hard task, honestly. Especially when he shows up at one o’clock on the dot as always. The weather’s pouring rain today, a clockwork symptom of Gotham winters. You watch as he diligently drags his boots along the entry rugs, careful to not track water on the hardwood floors of the library. It’s sweet. He’s sweet—no. You don’t need to be thinking anything about him.

He walks up to your circulation desk, unzips his black leather jacket and places the books he’d been keeping safe from the rain on the old oak. He always returns them early. He must be a particularly voracious reader. It’s a trait you find ridiculously attractive. He reads all these classic romances, so he must have a good appreciation of longing and devotion and soul crushing love and what would it be like to be loved by a man like that—God, you need to stop.

“Hi Jason,” you greet him cheerfully.

“Hi,” he says quietly.

His voice is so pretty. It’s deep but not rough, and he’s got that lilt that all born and bred Gothamites have. He’s so soft spoken, whether by choice or nature, you don’t know. But it’s a beautiful combination, his tone and inflection. You could listen to him talk all day. You do listen to him talk for at least 30 minutes of each day you work.

“Your hair looks nice.”

It’s sheepish and it’s nearly a whisper, but it’s got your heart racing nonetheless. You’d cut your hair over the weekend, wanting a change. And if you’d hastily curled it this morning before work in a vain attempt to make it look extra pretty, then that was for you to know.

“Thank you,” you say, face growing warm, “Oh, your copy of Emma just came in!”

You reach into the cubby under your desk where you’d specifically placed the book once it was returned by a guy named Dick. You had asked how he liked it and he’d just said he didn’t get why his brother enjoyed these things so much. You didn’t talk to him much after that.

“Took ‘em long enough,” Jason mutters, shaking his head and causing little droplets of water to fall from his damp curls.

“Yeah, sorry about that. Most times people don’t wait over a month, but I got the sense that the guy didn’t really like it. Probably DNF’ed it,” you ramble as you push the book towards him.

Jason rolls his eyes.

“Some people have no taste,” he grumbles.

“Your taste is incredible.”

You don’t realize how horrible that double entendre is until you see the bright red of Jason’s cheeks. Oh, God, your inside thoughts are becoming outside thoughts. You really, really need to reel yourself in.

“I mean–I just meant–obviously books. Your taste in books. I have no idea about your taste otherwise.”

Yeah, that didn’t help. You want to crawl under your desk and die. Maybe the little old lady who works the morning shift will find your corpse when she clocks in.

“I–um–thank you?” Jason says, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck.

He looks pretty when he’s flustered. You wonder just how pretty he’d look if he was under you all flustered like that. Jesus Christ, you want to gag your own inner monologue. You take one steadying deep breath.

“I’m sorry. It’s been a day,” it hasn’t, but he doesn’t know that, “Is there anything else I can do for you?”

He pauses, shifts his weight from one foot to the other. He looks to be contemplating something of extreme importance. Then a resigned look crosses his face and his shoulders drop as he lets out a deep sigh.

“No, nothin’ yet. ‘M just gonna browse.”

And with that he’s off into the stacks. Once he’s out of your sight, you drop your burning face into your hands and groan. Humiliating. You’re so embarrassed that you’re jittery. You toss Jason’s books into the cart of returns and decide to make your way through the library returning them. The work distracts you from your own social suicide, as do the headphones you’ve pulled over your head.

You’re wandering along, head bobbing to the playlist you’ve entitled “book return bops”, when you encounter the source of your sudden emotional instability reading peacefully on the ground. He doesn’t notice or acknowledge you at first. It gives you time to admire him.

He truly is pretty. The cloudy light from the window throws shadows on his face, accentuating the sharpness of his cheekbones, his jaw, his nose. He’s like an old Roman statue. A beautiful man that reads, is kind, and is built like a brick house. You’re doomed.

You wheel your squeaky cart into the aisle and start placing the books back in their rightful homes. Jason looks up at you, a soft smile blooming on his face as he watches you work. Little do you know that he stares at you the same way you stare at him.

You glance over at him and see that he’s reading Frankenstein. You drag your headphones to hang around your neck and interrupt the peaceful quiet that’s settled between you.

“I need to know what you think of that book,” you demand.

Jason raises an eyebrow, gaze roaming from you to the book in his hands and back.

“It’s one of the best novels ever written. And one of the most widely misinterpreted by modern media. It’s a little infuriating, actually, just how much every adaptation misses the point.”

You’re in love with him. End of discussion.

“Thank you!” you exclaim. “First of all, the Creature isn’t green and bolted! Second, he’s not the fucking villain! Victor is! How do you create something, knowing every step of the way what you’ve made, then abandon it altogether once you’ve given it life. It’s bullshit. He’s neglectful and obtuse and utterly unaccountable.”

You continue to rant about Frankenstein for a good ten minutes, allowing Jason to make annotations to your verbal essay. In your literary fire, you completely miss the stars that are dancing in the eyes of the pretty boy sitting on the floor. If you did see them, maybe you’d realize that you’re not the only one with increasingly absurd inside thoughts.

“Anyways,” you sigh, “you’re the only person I’ve ever spoken to who gets it. So thank you.”

“No problem. You’re the only person I can talk to about it,” he says, voice going quiet at the last part.

You cock your head and raise an eyebrow in question.

“Well, my best friend isn’t much for reading. He prefers building weird shit. And my…dad,” he chokes the word out like it’s poison, “he just reads fuckin’ history books. Not even the good ones. He reads stuff like the history of semiconductors.”

You laugh so loud that it echoes. You slap your hand over your mouth, suddenly conscious of where you work. You’re still giggling as you sit down next to him. You look over and feel any of the air you’d regained leave your lungs. He’s smiling at you, bigger and brighter than he ever has before. And the way he’s looking at you…it’s not at all dissimilar to the way you look at him. Maybe you don’t have to stop thinking about him after all. You steel your nerves and dig your fingers into the shelf behind you.

“Well, maybe I could get your number so we can book club it sometime. Just so you don’t have to talk about semiconductors,” you joke, nerves coming through in the slight shake of your voice.

His smile grows even bigger.

“Yeah, I’d like that,” he says as he hands over his phone to you.

As you punch in the numbers, you swear that you can see how it’ll all unfold. You don’t love him yet, but you will. One day you’ll love him so much you don’t know how it stays contained in your body. You’ll discover that he loves chocolate chip cookies and you’ll learn how to make them for him. You’ll learn he’s ticklish right under his ribs, that the muscle that joins his neck and shoulder is extremely sensitive to kisses.

You’ll have bitter arguments when he comes to pick you up for a date with a black eye or a busted lip or a bum shoulder. You’ll have a vicious screaming match where he finally tells you what he does at night. He’ll vanish for a week, then come back to find you curled up in a ball on your couch. He’ll never vanish again, he’ll make a home with you. You’ll worry every night he leaves your side. You’ll rejoice with every sunrise you watch together on your fire escape.

Jason Todd will turn you into something tragic, into a love-struck, devoted, messy version of yourself that you didn’t know existed before he walked into your life. And, just for him, you’ll let it happen.

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Tim & Ace Join the Bat Family Early AU #1

This is one of those AUs where Jason (pre-death or Jason!Lives AU) emotionally adopts Tim shortly after meeting him, but wherein the Drakes are not relocated to Bristol. They live in an expensive intercity apartment in Gotham. Perhaps it's in one of the last remaining wealthy areas approaching Park Row, or the Upper East Side, or it's in Robbinsville.

Wherever Tim lives is close enough that Jason used to see him around town and was concerned about him but had too much going on himself to try to help before Bruce adopted him. When Jason sees Tim now, he decides to figure out what this lonely child's deal is and find a way to help him. Maybe he first sees him again as Robin, out too late because he was taking photos in the park or a W&W campaign he's been playing at the local game shop ran late. Then later, he sees him as Jason at the library, skate-park, park, or a diner. Maybe they attend the same school somehow.

In any case, he decides this kid is on his own way too much, nice apartment or no.

After laying out the foundation to reel in his new baby brother build a friendship upon, Jason uses the distance between their places to his advantage. The intercity buses run practically all night, but there's a fairly early final bus at the Bristol stop. Alfred and Janet would never permit for Tim to ride his bike or skateboard all the way across the R. Kane Memorial Bridge and into Park Row to catch a nighttime bus home. So Jason just has to make sure Tim misses that final bus and then insist he spend the night.

After a couple successes, he also starts suggesting activities for multiple days where it wouldn't make any sense for Tim to head all the way back to an empty apartment and then return to Wayne Manor the next day. So naturally, he should just sleep over.

Jason also buys a spare school uniform in Tim's size to keep at the Manor. Then a couple pairs of jeans and some t-shirt and hoodies. Then there's a small pack of socks, some briefs, and sneakers. Then some 'spare' W&W manuals and detective novels. Basically, Jason turns the spare room that shares a bathroom with his bedroom into Tim's room under everyone's nose (except for Alfred, most likely, but we all know he's a enabler in this).

Dick absolutely notices that he practically has a new baby brother now whenever he comes to spend time with his little brother, but he just rolls with it. Jason has obviously decided they're keeping the kid and that's good enough for him. He checks in with his little bro to make sure they don't need to extract Tim from a bad situation asap and once he realizes there isn't an immediate danger, he just jumps in wherever Jason leaves an opening.

Despite Jason's efforts to be subtle, Bruce notices all this. He initially reaches the conclusion that Jason is lonely and so brings home Ace (dealer's choice which breed and background). Jason (and Tim) loves the dog, but naturally he still works on keeping his little brother dear friend safe at the Manor. Bruce also starts spending more time at home (actually home, not the Cave or his home office) to be with Jason more. This results in Bruce seeing Tim more and then he finally figures out what Jason (and possibly Dick and Alfred) have been up to.

At first, Bruce wants to talk Jason out of trying to adopt this child who has living, wealthy parents. Then he starts to notice the signs of neglect (and perhaps Jack's temper/selfishness) and can't help but join the cause.

Either Janet agrees to let Tim stay with the Waynes while she and Jack are out of town (which is often) and he does so until she dies (then Bruce goes for full custody), or Janet dies early and thingsbtake a turn for the worse with Jack, so Bruce goes for custody. (or this could tie in with my 'Alfred is Tim's biological granfather AU' idea and Alfred takes custody of Tim).

Jason doesn't understand at first why Tim seems so reluctant to stay overnight (but seems delighted to visit during the day). After all is said and done, Tim will inform him that he knows he's Robin and hadn't wanted to keep him from patrol just because he missed a bus or had a long commute from his parents' apartment. Tim never worried about Jason or the others figuring out that he knew their identities; he also thought Jason was lonely and a little pushy. He just enjoyed his company and quickly came to love him enough to be cool with all that.

[divinum-pacis]

Detail of marble carvings at BAPS Akshardham in Robbinsville, New Jersey. Photo courtesy of BAPS.

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Best Places To Visit In Robbinsville, Nc | Historic Tapoco Lodge | Joyce Kilmer Forest

Named in memory of poet Joyce Kilmer (1886–1918), and his poem “Trees”, this old-growth forest is an untouched haven that is home to many trees that are over 400 years old. Take a hike through this majestic grove and reinvigorate your soul in this lush retreat. In the summer, take a twilight stroll to spot the fireflies and reflect on Kilmer’s words, ‘I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree’.

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