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nodesiretogrowup · 5 years ago

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LET’S GET READY TO RE-CAAAAAAAAP

“I have numerous science-based questions” I mean, same. It also sets up that Huey is gonna be out of his element this episode

SCROOGE HAS NO TIME FOR SCIENCE

“I AM THAT CHAMPION.” A bit full of yourself there. I couldn’t hear this line without saying “I’M. THAT. HERO.” Oh VeggieTales, you’ll always be with me

THEY ALL LOOK SO ADORABLE!!

I like that Louie does a finger gun when Scrooge gets to him

Like I said earlier, I DO NOT care Scrooge already putting pressure on these kids

Poor Dewey seems like he’s the unfavorite, which is probably how Donald felt as well

Huey makes a good point and I do NOT like how dismissive Scrooge is of the twins

That being said...they totally killed someone in battle

SOMEDAY WE’LL FIND IT, THE RAINBOW CONNECTION!

Why didn’t Launchpad crash? I know he can land w/o crashing but it’s usually when he lands in water. THIS FEELS IMPORTANT SOMEHOW though it probably isn’t

“THEY FOUND A WAY TO MAKE RAINBOWS BETTER!” God, I love Webby

“This is the best day.” WEBBY, YOU ARE REACHING CRITICAL LEVELS OF ADORABLE

Birds with beards look odd

“Yeah, sure. Of course.” Poor Huey, magic and mythology aren’t his strong point

I love that it says Odin’s Closet over the shirts. It’s the little details

“Guess Louie knows what Louie’s doing today.” And then he disappears into the shirts. I can appreciate someone who knows what they’re about

I want ALL the shirts from this episode!

“WHOA, IT’S WRESTLING!” He looks so dang happy, it’s ADORABLE

“THIS IS AWESOME!” Chanting is fun

“So these guys just copied professional wrestling?” Huey, you’re form of logic is not welcome here

Does that mean Scrooge told someone about his battles and inspired them to create pro wrestling? I’m gonna go with that

“And they will love me for it!” Dewey, sweetie, that’s only how it works half the time

I loved all the man-snake stuff. Made me giggle

Man snake be THICC. HOT DAMN

I love the little pig ref. HE’S SO CUTE

Jormungandr knows how to pump up a crowd

So, like, is everyone in the audience technically DEAD?! That makes this episode slightly darker. I dig it

I wonder if Jormungandr sees Earth’s destruction as a good thing for Earth. Like if he genuinely thinks they’d be better off in Valhalla. Or if he’s just a bastard who wants to watch the world burn

Scrooge is a bit too into playing the heel

The way Scrooge moves and the faces he makes as the Millionaire Miser remind me of Glomgold

“I watch a lot of wrestling while I fly.” “Wait, while?” This exchange always cracks me up

“Uncle Scrooge is the greatest hero of all time.” “Huh, I guess not everyone thinks so.” I feel like this is foreshadowing later events

RIP Announcer Puffin

“DIBS ON ANNOUNCING!” A dude just got KO’d bro! Have a bit of respect

And the return of the dynamic sports announcer duo. Glad Huey got his badge

I NEED MORE WRESTLING ANNOUNCER LP

Strongbeard is DOPE

“How did you know that?” “Just calling it like I see it. WRESTLING!” The real reason Launchpad knows is because he’s actually Thor but doesn’t remember. I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL

FEAR THE BEARD

“What matters is I’m doing the right thing.” I don’t know, you really seem to enjoy being a heel

This whole match is great

Dewey, there ARE NO RULES IN WRESTLING. Plus you aren’t the ref, so you can’t make that call

I have very inappropriate jokes go through my head when only one arm absorbs the beard energy

“I am so confused.” CONSTANT MOOD

DID SCROOGE NARUTO RUN AT STRONGBEARD?!

I like that Scrooge dives onto him the same way he dives into his bin

LP is so excited he pushes Huey out of the way for NO REASON

HOLY FUCK THAT DUDE THREW A CHAIR AT A CHILD!

All the bone cracking in this episode made me uncomfortable, as in my bones hurt during it

“He is such a good guy.” I’d say he’s a fair guy, not necessarily a good guy

“Which two of you will fight for me?” Webby has been waiting for this moment her WHOLE LIFE

Louie, always taking time to make that money

Who gave him a shirt cannon?!

I love that the dude comes up wearing the shirt

Dewey just slaps Scrooge in the face

Champ POPular! Too cute! I love his hair and outfit. Though I don’t think Champ POPular’s “too popular to hate.” If anything he might annoy people due to his popularity

I thought he was gonna pull out yo-yos as his “finishing touch” and I was sad when it was lollipops even though that makes more sense. BRING BACK THE YO-YOS!

“Do all the fighting and make sure he doesn’t die.” That is a valid concern

WE WILL WE WILL ROCK YOU! I’D KNOW IT ANYWHERE

Huey taking notes is adorable

“Just in time for the tag-team round.” “Wait, they’re playing tag now?! MAN!” I love how Danny says MAN

How does Huey not know what a tag-team is? It’s a pretty common term

I love Launchpad’s reading face

Dewey has red, blue, and green lollipops. Cute

“HE’S THROWING LOLLIPOPS BECAUSE HE THINKS WE’RE SUCKERS!” That took me off guard and I laughed so hard

“I’ve known you my whole life, I kinda knew how this would play out.” Louie is genre savvy. Perhaps too savvy. He’s gonna figure out he’s in a tv show

“More like Champ POP..ulation zero because he has no friends...in Friendtown.” I fail to see how that was any worse than LP’s “more like Champ UN-POPular.”

“WE HATE YOU NOW!” Tough crowd

Huey’s face after that. I just want to pinch his lil cheeks

WEBBY DON’T NEED NO WRESTLER NAME

It TOTALLY went over my head that they censored Hela with Hecka (at least they used her better than the MCU did. WE COULD HAVE HAD SO MUCH BETTER)

I would let her pin me to the mat and crush my skull in

“Oh, COME ON, THIS is what you like?! A creepy goth and her pet dog!” SHUT UP, DEWEY, THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT I WANT! I’m surprised Webby didn’t slap him for the “creepy goth” comment seeing as Lena is goth and misunderstood

“HECKA YEAH! HECKA YEAH!” SHE’S SO COOL AND SEXY AND SHE HAS A DOG

Poor Huey, he’s doing his best. Hope he takes a shower later because he got pretty sweaty

HECKA COULD STEP ON ME AND I’D SAY THANK YOU

Why did Huey have all those corn puns?

“YOU’RE THE WORST! YOU’RE THE WORST!” It’s just not Huey’s day

“You don’t have to try to make it sound great, it already is.” Did this remind anyone else of Dewey’s “don’t overthink it” advice to Launchpad from Double-O Duck? He’s doing his best to help Huey

I WANT HECKA TO DESTROY ME

“EMBRACE THE BOOZE BOOS.”

Poor Dewey

WEBBY IS A BEAST! SHE WAS BORN FOR THIS!

“EMBRACE YOUR INNER HEEL!” Cuz being a heel is fun!

DUDE, WEBBY TOOK DOWN THE GODDESS OF DEATH WITH NOTHING BUT HER LEGS AND THIGHS! WE STAN!

I like that Fenny has knee pads on

“AW, YOU’RE SO DANGEROUS AND CUTE! I JUST WANT TO PET YOUR LITTLE BELLY!” WEBBY IS ME

“A classic ‘who’s a good boy?’ gambit!” AND I’D FALL FOR IT TOO! SUCH A GOOD BOI

“Wait, am I the Launchpad here?” Bitch, you WISH

“YOU CAN’T GIVE CANDY TO A DOG!” This is why you don’t have a pet, Dewey

“WHOA, back from THE DEAD for the QUEEN of the DEAD!”

Kind of a dick move, Louie

AIR GUITAR!

Jormungandr looks like a Masters of the Universe knock-off toy

WHO’S A GOOD BOI? YOU ARE!

“With a toxic personality” I think you’re projecting a bit, Jormungandr

How does Huey not know what a battle royale is? That is a very common term! Hell, there is a well known book and movie with that title!

“I’m just a humble, noble snake man of the people.” Why does the term snake man make me laugh so much?

WOY REFERENCE FTW

Dewey needs a hug! And some therapy would probably be a good idea

Scrooge’s speech started on a good note then went downhill FAST

“And lastly, I’ll use the dust of your bones as sweetener in my tea.” DAMN

“TOO FAR!” I DON’T THINK IT’S FAR ENOUGH! TELL HIM HOW YOU WILL BATHE IN HIS BLOOD

FUCK YEAH BEAKLEY!

SHE GAVE HIM THE CHAIR! I think this CONFIRMS Beakley as a wrestling fan

“I know we’re supposed to take over for Scrooge one day, but do you ever wonder if maybe we’re not cut out for it?” YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE TO WONDER THOSE THINGS AT ALL!

Louie’s like WE DON’T HAVE TIME FOR THIS SHIT!

“Be LP” My new mantra

Aw, Louie sees Dewey as a hero. Like how LP saw Drake as a hero. I think @drakepad is onto something, this scene and the fight scene seem WAAAAY too much like Drake’s intro to be just a coincidence

I keep saying this, but Louie should consider a career in motivational speaking. He knows what people need to hear

“Let’s do this!” “I don’t know.” “Let’s Dewey this?” “I’m in.”

“I’LL SHED YOUR SKIN FOR YOU!” If he hadn’t of had an old man back moment that would have been a BRUTAL CUT

OMG WAS LAUNCHPAD WEARING THAT THE WHOLE TIME? You see his clothes fly off when he jumps in the ring

“Whoa. In a COMPLETELY UNEXPECTED TWIST, the announcer was Captain Crash THIS WHOLE TIME!” LP does underground wrestling matches in his spare time, TELL ME I’M WRONG

“YOUR CATCHPHRASES ARE FORCED!” I agree, Dewey could have done WAY BETTER

I like Louie just GLARING at the dude who insulted Dewey’s catchphrase

LP looks so proud of Huey

“I don’t care at all, why should I?” Methinks the snake man doth protest too much

I like how Jormungandr’s pupils are thinner during the climax. It shows off his true nature

Dewey should have been the one to do a spin attack, ya know, cuz he’s Sonic? I’ll go now

“The Pop never Stops.” That was better

WHERE ARE ALL THESE CHAIRS COMING FROM?!

I LEGIT thought Strongbeard was gonna throw Dewey his axe and I was like Dewey wouldn’t be able to lift that

SUPER SAIYAN DEWEY! Also was that a TIGER SNARL?

I like the ice pack on Launchpad’s head. Just because he can take a lot of damage doesn’t mean that LP is immune to pain

I like that the crowd CHANGED THEIR BANNERS! Nice

LOUIE AND WEBBY LOOKED SO CUTE!

LP tearing up

“A true people’s hero” I feel like that phrase will come back in relation to other characters (cough DW cough)

Scrooge is such a little shit, it’s kind of adorable

THAT END SHOT! THAT SONG!

This was a SUPER FUN EPISODE! I couldn’t really tell where they were going and I LOVED EVERY SECOND OF IT! I wish we had gotten Huey in some wrestling gear but maybe next time. I like the message that doing the right thing isn’t always popular but I kind of feel like Dewey getting the crowd on his side muddled the message somewhat. Poor Dewey needs therapy or something so he doesn’t feel like he needs CONSTANT approval. Again, he’s 11 YEARS OLD and shouldn’t be put into such a serious position. LP was VIP this episode. I’m bummed we’re on hiatus again, but WHAT an episode to end on!

#ducktales #dt spoilers

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tellywoodtrash · 5 years ago

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khkt 31.08.19 lb

disclaimer: i quite dislike mahaepisodes. they're too long and stuffed with the drama of like 4 normal episodes, and thus are absolutely exhausting for me to watch at a go. i like my desi show episodes 22 minutes tops, thanks. so i'm kinda grumpy even before starting this.

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sona it's nice of you to pay for the day for gita and all, but i still don't get how you just sent a person working on the show to some random house to go do decor there....

oh boy. mhatre murdered his sweet wife. god, i had hoped he'd never darken our doorway again.

so nethra just came in here with this terrible news for some "i told you so"-ing? kinda disturbing.

you know when someone's like "best part hai ki tumhara koi lena dena nahi hai........" that it's going to have hella lotsa lena dena with the person here.

lol nethra is a little too optimistic about the law and order in our country, no?

these police officers are not as imposing as they think they are.

i just realised that this is a fake book. coz first off, 10th standard has just one combined textbook for all the three sciences. secondly, majaaal hai jo ncert textbooks are this glossy and attractive and spur students to have even the sliiiiiiiiiightest urge to study from them. #cbseSurvivor #dontAsk #stillNotOverTheTrauma

dr. surgeon approves of efforts put in. dude, don't you know highlighting is the easiest way to waste time and make it look like you're studying when you’re not??? god he must have been one of those sach mein padhaai karne waala types.

DOST/DOCTOR/FAKE BOYFRIEND CAN IDENTIFY BAD MOOD. ASKSJADLAKS HONESTLY ROHIT.

lmaooooooooooo yeah right, mr. death is just a flat line to me. ek patient coma mein chali gayi and you can't handle it, baaaat karte ho.

OK YOU'RE TAKING YOUR FAKE BOYFRIEND DUTIES A LITTLE TOO SRSLY, MATE. THIS IS SOME REAL BOYFRIEND SHIT.

yaaaaaaaaaas, she asked him about raima. and he has some nonsense gyaan that he doesn't really believe. sir, you are simply having a good couple of days coz you're suppressing your real issues with this drama. please go to a real therapist, work on your issues, and genuinely move the fuck on.

her jamaofying rob on him. tooooooooo cute. i love it.

sona musing about what state their relationship will be in when they finish this drama and if they'll still be as close has me so surprised. she has the most sorted head on her shoulders i have ever seen on a character in tellywood. i keep waiting for the other shoe to drop, but she keeps pleasantly surprising me!!!!!!!!

idhar the sippy matriarchs are hellbent on acquiring sonakshi as bahu. whether she or rohit want it or not.

omfg. this one's screaming. we had a good few weeks without it and i'd forgotten how unpleasant it was.

this twit just wants the gossip on what sona di did ~this time~. god.

akash toh idhar bhi aa dhamka to snoop on decor. uncle, aapko aaj kal kaam pe nahi jaana kya?

at least he seems to like sona, which.... small mercies.

ughhhhhhhhhhh pariiiiiiii i hate you. you're such a troublemaker. also i know you're just using this as an excuse to call rohan. ugh ugh ugh UGH.

poor tanya. i feel such rage on her behalf, i swear to god.

UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THESE THREE ARE THE WORST. NOTHING GOOD COMES OF IT WHEN THEY COMBINE THEIR AWFULNESS.

lmaooooooooooooooooooooo rohan's lameass line didn't work on pari. i love it.

oh my god, i hate pari so much.

ok kuch zyaaaaaaada hi buildup.

still can't take this paplu-taplu cop duo seriously.

also this guy’s shoddy pagdi is annoying me. there was literally no need to make him a sikh if you ppl couldn’t do it right.

hahahahahahaha.

oh god ishqbaaaz trauma coming back. *clutches chest*

arre waah, nishi ko "tacky serial actress" ka decor pasand aa gaya?

lol ajit ko idhar kahin pe khada kar do. he's already in the floral theme.

i agree with rohit. it's all too fucking much.

wow nishi defending it to rohit!

i hope this level-headedness of hers comes up again in other situations re: sona too.

i mean, i don't love the look (i like her in simpler stuff like what she did for teejri, than so done up) but i am fully here for rohit's reaction!

haaye what a confidence boost!

snort.

vimmi ke liye toh tyohaar sonakshi ka bday hoga. (guess rohit will join in too from this year....)

lmao rohit pushing pesky little brother away, and him springing right back.

i honestly love ajit the most. cutest little bean ever.

"vimmiji, aapne agar ek baar aur PARVATIJI kaha, toh main aapko PARVATIJI ke yaahan kaam karne bhej doonga."

oh god, sona singing the shirali tune of everyone getting coordinated outfits and theme and all.

"real life mein log kapde repeat kar sakte hain!" and yet, we rarely see YOU in the same outfit more than once?

"jaisa hai tumhara hai." uh no thnx, apna defective maal iske matthe daalne ki koshish mat karo!

god i love these two together.

yeh kya bakwaas music hai????

ma'am, he's a doctor. who cuts into ppl. he needs to look..... not insane. can't have him looking like he's dressed by shirali.

ohhhhhhhhh boy.

he likes this music? really?

good. lord.

OH GOD I AM DYING OF MICHMICHIIIIIIII. OPEN YOUR DAMN EYES IDIOTSSSSSSS.

lmaoooooo, why is he covering his chest?!?!?!?!!

also, don’t think i didn’t see you sneak a look at the goods, sona. i mean, good for you, at least you know what you gotta work with.

nice legs, rohit.

arre sona, khareedne se pehle packaging kholke dekhna kitno ke naseeb mein hota hai? in your own words, “appreciate karne ke bajay kitkit kar rahe ho”????

"AUR KOI TOH NAHI HAI KAMRE MEIN?????" lmaooooooo

oh god.

hein? this ain't no coordinated colours? everyone wearing kuch bhi. there's no match between decor, outfits, each other.... god it's like i'm tripping on acid.

lol aa gaya na line pe.

but also, i'd make this face at pehla waala nazaara. but i realize sab meri tarah awwal number ke tharki nahi hai.

same, mom, same.

..... what is the point of akash's character, really???

fuckerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

oh god. naach gaana. oh lordddddd. like a michmichi punch to my gut.

nononononononono, fwding.

cute.

look at this one basking, all smiley. YOU BEST NOT LET THIS GIRL GO, ROHIT, I SWEAR TO GOD.

OH THANK GOD IMAGINATION THA. PHEWWWWWWW.

i ship this sismance.

panditji se kyun pooch rahe ho? as if his opinion is the one you want rn.

6/10. snort. pehle toh 10/10 tha (esp. without the clothes) but this akad got you -4.

oh boy, who this loud punjabi woman?

lmao i fully relate with nishi.

yeah, nishi's phadda with her is justified.

abbe oh tum dono ke mooh mein dahi jam gayi hai kya? you gonna let her talk to nishi like that??? YK? PUT YO MOM ON A LEASH PLS.

yeah, nishi is 100% right. fuck this saas.

uh hi naren, you're the worst and seem to know nothing about women. this is why your son hates you.

oh boy, more naach gaana. whyyyyyyyyyy????????

lol sona underestimating sippy boys ka dance. sis you just saw one of them. maybe the others are good?

"bedroom mein toh mera dance dekh ke bohut mazza aaya tha....." ASKLDJFDSLKFJLDSKFJLDSKJFLKSDFJ

ROHIT MAY I REMIND YOU, YOU ARE PRETENDING!!!!!!!!! YOU REALLY NEED TO FUCKING STOP.

ohohohohoho challenge.

yk is like FUCK YEAH MY TIME HAS COME, MERE ANDAR KE KALAKAAAAAR KO MAUKA MIL RAHA HAI!!!!!!

abbbbbbe yaaaaaaaar, achche mood ka sayanaaaash karne yeh bhi aa gayi.

after that medical nonsense, i almost welcome the naach gaana.

also sona, there's exactly one doctor sippy boy here. you shoulda been more careful when issuing challenge. marketing types don't give a fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. builders and chefs toh are almost certainly on drugs.

yeah cute and all, but i'm fwding.

awwwwwwwwww yisssssssssssssssssssssss.

oh god, a perfect storm in a teacup situation brewing.

fuckkkkkkkkkk, look at them look at each other with those heart eyes.

ouff too much drama. this why i don't like mahaepisodes.

great. rohit getting called away to attend to raima. NOT GOOD NOT GOOD NOT GOOOOOOOD.

oh godddddddd, let her go, abhi ke abhi haar chadhaana hai aap logon ko???? rohit's not even here!!!

nishi's face. poor thing. this is not her evening.

yk's mom has her nazar on it. pls stay in your lane, aunty.

ok that's huge and tacky and what outfits will it even go with.

yeah i'd be quite hairaan-pareshaan too, if saddled with this monstrosity.

"CRITI HOME" lol what a dumb name.

there is more than just one person in the world in a coma, rohit.

OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHITTTTTTTTTT.

nishi's evening is finally looking up. she needed this win, and frankly, i'm kinda glad she got it.

no no no no don't go to see the patient now, there's a critical case at home, go handle thaaaat.

oh god, yelling yelling, so much yelling.

ajit in the bg having oh shit oh shit oh shittttttt moment.

THANK GOD. THAAAAAAAANK GOD.

behen ab toh tu uth hi jaa.

pls god stop yelling. i can't take this shit.

this nishi's saas is also one hungry-for-drama types.

oh no. this is not good.

oh goddddddddddddddddd, suman pls.

lmao nishi.

bless tanya and pooja who look so upset.

and then there's this idiot, jiske thopde pe tharak ke alaava koi expression nahi aata.

oh daaaaaaaaaaaamn, suman rastogi, you are way more masterful than you look.

i'm back to feeling really bad for nishi again. poori family ke saamne bhaanda phod diya.

but also, do i see a little bit of respect in her eyes for suman and the way she played it?????

lol standard desi mom "tu ghar toh chal" warning.

oh god pair choone waala drama mat karo pls.

sigh. poor nishi.

itni jaldi waapas pohunch gaya? aaj nahi hai mumbai ki sadko pe traffic????

oh god shaadi tak baat pohunch gayi hai.

never been this glad to see the police appear.

ok cannot handle thisssssssssss level of drama with the music and closeups. it's grating on my nerves. i’ll need to sleep all of tomorrow to handle this exhaustion.

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kasme vaade toh bade kar rahe ho, but let's see how they hold up after raima wakes up.

oooooooooh i am very interested in this new dynamic!

oh thank god, rohit finally finds out about mhatre. i hope he'll tell nishi and she'll come over on to #teamSona

#kahaan hum kahaan tum #khkt lbs #episode liveblogs

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whitewaterpaper · 6 years ago

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Ready Player One (2018) [US/IN]

¡Oi! Spoilers, stavfel och alternativa fakta kan förekomma rakt föröver!

Missa inte @kulturdassets korta omdöme till den här filmen som var instrumental i att jag tog mig i kragen att se den.

Whohoo peaople! Tre dagar i rad! Hat trick!

[ IMDb | Vodeville ]

VAD? Steven Spielberg nostalgipackade framtids-epos baserad på boken/manus av Ernest Cline (Zak Penn hjälpte till med manuset) än mer och Alan Silvestri lägger ett soundtrack som klingar lika mycket av nostalgi som resten av filmen. I en klassisk mix av science fiction och action får vi följa med in den virtuella världen OASIS där en skattjakt pågår: världens skapare har testamenterat sin skapelse och hela sin förmögenhet till den som kan hitta tre nycklar inne i OASIS. Vi får följa med "Parzival" och hans jakt på en bättre framtid, en framtid där OASIS främste konkurrent IOI lägger allt man har på att vinna själva.

VEM? Spelets skapare James Halliday (Mark Rylance) må vara död i "verkligheten" men lever vidare i spelet som sin avatar "Anorak". Rollen är inte stor, men ändå central givetvis för filmens premiss. Det är hans misstag som utforskas och läras ifrån innan nycklarna till OASIS kan lämnas över. Vi får främst se filmens huvudkaraktär Wade (Tye Sheridan) som sin avatar "Parzival" där han utforskar OASIS, Hallidays minnesbank och försöker som många andra vinna miljarderna. Med sig i kampen har han dataspelslegendaren Art3mis (Olivia Cooke), och sina onlinevänner Aech (Lena Waithe), Sho (Philip Zhao) och Daito (Win Morisaki). När IOI:s VD Sorrento (Ben Mendelsohn) börjar hota liv utanför den digitala världen tillsammans med sin assistent F'Nale (Hannah John-Kamen, som vi givetvis känner igen från Killjoys) tar Wade och hans vänner kontakt i den verkliga världen och spelar spelet på en allt högre nivå.

VAR? Det är 2045, och livet är tufft man har slutat att försöka lösa problemen och koncentrerar sig istället på att överleva dem. I denna värld flesta använder OASIS för fly vardagen och istället till att vara den dom vill, där de vill och som de vill. En värld där din karaktär inte behöver spegla hur du ser ut i verkligheten. En värld där IOI funnit ett sätt att skuldsätta vanligt folk för sina trippar till OASIS. Nostalgipackade OASIS har en sådan central roll i filmen att det nästan är en egen karaktär.

HUR? När den här filmen släpptes på bio talade många om de popkulturella referenserna, där Steven Spielberg valde att begränsa sitt eget avtryck, så att jag nästan ställde mig avvaktande till filmen. Mina farhågor, att nostalgin skulle ställa sig i vägen för storyn var dock ogrundade. Spielberg vet fortfarande hur man berättar en god historia. Och nostalgin (som finns överallt i OASIS) kan förbli en del av den cgi-skapade världen om man så vill. Filmen tar med teman som att inte blint lita på alla karaktärer man möter och att verkligheten är det enda stället där man kan få sig ett mål mat. Detta utan att det förvandlas till tungsint drama eller svidande pekpinnar. Visuellt så leker den här filmen med många av de senaste årens stora tv-, film- och dataspelstitlar många av dem från 70-, 80, och 90-talet. Och det finns kanske en viss logik i det -- jag skulle nog också hellre köra runt i DeLorean:en från Tillbaka till framtiden om jag fick chansen. Ändock är det kanske de små detaljerna som jag uppskattar mest: som den ikoniska tummen upp som Järnjätten ger innan den dukar under för lavan. Skarvarna mellan OASIS och den verkliga världen hanteras snyggt och jag gillar den sönderfallande animationen som signalerar att någon loggar av. Spielberg och Silvestri lade tydligen ned en hel del tid för att få soundtracket att låta som de filmer från 80- och 90-talet den nostalgitrippar på.

SÅ? Man brukar säga att våra rädslor ibland speglas i science fiction-genren, och kanske gör den det här med. Utvecklingen går i en rasande fart och det är lätt att bli fartblind när teknikutvecklingen stormar fram. Spielberg berör dock sådana teman helt flyktigt och berättar istället en äventyrsberättelse, nästan av den gamla skolan som omges av ett nostalgiskt skimmer. Och det funkar riktigt bra, jag blir faktiskt riktigt sugen att läsa boken med.

NÄR? Boken är, så vitt jag förstår, fristående och ingen uppföljare har annonserats ut. dock står det på Wikipedia att Ernest Cline skriver på en uppföljare ihop med Steven Spielberg. Han har dessutom fått i uppdrag att skriva manus till adapteringen av hans andra bok Armada.

Ja okej, jag använder den här postern även om den kanske är aningen spoilrig.

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camiliinha778 · 7 years ago

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Excerpt from “Supergirl: Curse of the Ancients,” by Jo Whittemore

The rustle of paper.

A soft cough.

And then . . . a violin’s bow hummed across the A string.

booksKara Danvers smiled as the sweet note pierced the near silence. A second later, the note grew into a melody that made emotion swell in her chest. If Kara’s eyes hadn’t been closed, everyone in Noonan’s restaurant would have seen them ll with tears.

Just as swiftly as the music brought her down, it lifted Kara once more, and her smile returned, her cheeks forcing the tears to spill over.

The music stopped.

Kara opened her eyes.

“Miss Danvers, are you all right?” Hannah Nesmith, the curly-haired woman seated across from Kara, asked.

“Oh, gosh, yes!” Kara laughed and removed the headphones she was wearing. “I’m so sorry. That was just . . . amazing.” She removed her glasses, as well, and wiped her eyes with a napkin.

Hannah Nesmith was one of the few (too few, in Kara’s opinion) famous female composers in the country. And Kara, who worked as a reporter for CatCo Worldwide Media, had been lucky enough to score an interview with her and hear one of her latest compositions.

Hannah smiled. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

Kara passed the headphones and music player back to Hannah. “Seriously. I have never had a song move me like that!”

Hannah pointed at Kara. “You should hear it with a full orchestra.”

“Oh, I don’t think there’d be enough napkins,” Kara said with a chuckle. “And bravo, by the way, for your skill on the violin.” She clapped, and Hannah blushed.

“I actually play the flute; the person you just heard was Claude.” As she said the name, Hannah’s blush deepened.

Kara pursed her lips. “A good friend?” she asked with the innocence of someone pretending not to pry.

Hannah smirked at her. “You could say that. We play for the same orchestra, but we met during a triathlon.”

Kara’s jaw dropped. “Hold up! You’re a ridiculously talented composer, musician, and triathlete?” She leaned toward Hannah and whispered, “Are you Supergirl?”

Hannah shrugged and laughed. “Maybe. She and I are never in the same place at the same time.”

Kara laughed, too. If only you knew you were sitting right across the table from her, she thought.

Kara probed Hannah about her triathlon hobby, which had, in turn, led to Hannah’s inventing an app for note- taking on the go. Kara flipped through the notes she’d just taken on a steno pad, shaking her head.

“Hannah, I would seriously kill for a fraction of your talent,” she said.

“Oh, please. You and I aren’t so different,” Hannah said. “We’re both writers who speak to people through our work.”

Kara snorted. “Yeah, but my work doesn’t sell out shows at National City Music Hall.”

“But it could sell out a TED Talk,” Hannah replied. “By this time next year, you could be in Vancouver, giving a speech on women in media.”

Kara chuckled. “I don’t see myself going to Vancouver.”

Their server arrived with the bill, and Kara plucked the check holder away before Hannah could reach it.

“Dinner is on CatCo,” she said, even though she was pretty sure her boss, Snapper, would scoff at the idea. She’d once seen him drink from a coffee cup labeled “No More Never Mr. Nice Guy.”

Kara extended a hand to Hannah, who shook it. “This was such an honor, Ms. Nesmith. Thank you for meeting me so late in the day.”

“Anytime,” said Hannah. She leaned toward Kara. “And even though the performances are sold out, I’ve got VIP passes, so if you want to come with someone special . . .”

Kara smiled. Her someone special was Mon-El of 4 Daxam, but his home world had been a party planet, where people were unlikely to listen to classical music. Anything without inappropriate lyrics was probably not going to be on his radar. Still, Mon-El had been spending a lot of time at National City Museum learning about ancient civilizations. Maybe Kara could convince him to expand his interests to classical music as well.

“I’d love to go,” Kara told Hannah. “Thank you.”

“I’ll leave two tickets at Will Call,” Hannah said with a wink. She glanced at her watch and grimaced. “I hate to eat and run, but I’ve got another appointment.”

“Yes, go, go!” Kara waved her away and placed some money in the check holder.

Hannah smiled gratefully and rose from her chair, colliding with a tall, sleek-haired brunette. Kara perked up when she realized it was one of her best friends, Lena Luthor.

“Oh! I’m terribly sorry. Are you all right?” Lena reached for Hannah’s arm, and her eyes widened. “Hannah Nesmith! What are you doing here, of all places?”

“I just finished an interview with CatCo magazine,” said Hannah, gesturing to Kara. “This is—”

Lena’s face brightened. “Kara!” She opened her arms, and Kara stood and stepped into them, smiling.

“Hey, you! What are you doing here?”

They separated, and Lena nodded to a nearby table of suit-clad men and women. “I’m at a business dinner as well.” In a lower voice, she added, “I’m hoping they’ll fund a cancer cure I’m developing.”

Hannah Nesmith laughed and shook her head. “Leave it to you to find a cure for cancer, Lena.” She turned to Kara. “You want to talk talent? Back in school, Lena was a fencing master, a Chess Federation champ, and she finished two MIT Mystery Hunts in under twenty-four hours.” She elbowed Lena. “But you left the coins for other people to find. So sweet.”

Lena ducked her head. “You speak too kindly of me, Hannah.” She squeezed her hands. “Are you in town for a bit?”

Hannah nodded. “I’m at the Wayward Arms if you want to catch up.”

“I’d love that!” Lena’s eyes fitted back to her table. “And now, I really must dash.”

“Go get ’em!” Kara cheered.

Lena winked and hurried off.

“I’m afraid I have to go, too,” Hannah told Kara. “If you have any more questions, please feel free to call.” With a wave, she departed.

Kara watched both women walk away, visionaries and dynamos of the twenty-first century. Back when Kara had 6 been Cat Grant’s coffee-fetching assistant, Lena and Hannah had already been wowing the world with their talents.

The thought made Kara feel a bit . . . unimpressive.

Yes, she was Supergirl, but that was a secret she couldn’t share. As Kara Danvers, she’d finally moved on from being an office assistant, but she was a barely recognized reporter.

Meanwhile, Hannah Nesmith was running triathlons, inventing apps, and composing symphonies, while Lena Luthor was mastering anything she even glanced at.

Neither Supergirl nor Kara Danvers could compare.

Under the cover of darkness, Kara slipped into the alley behind Noonan’s and leaped into the night sky. She knew she shouldn’t be flying around in her regular clothes, but it really was the fastest way to travel. She soared over rows of buildings before touching down on the balcony of DEO headquarters.

The Department of Extra-Normal Operations was like her second home and office. Here, she worked for a Green Martian named J’onn J’onnz who posed as the human DEO director Hank Henshaw. His second-in-command was Kara’s sister, Alex. But as Kara glanced around the control room, she didn’t see either of them. She did, however, spot another one of her best friends, Winn Schott. He was sitting at his desk, a pen held between his upper lip and nose like a mustache while he tufted his dark hair and stared at a laptop screen. 7

“Hey, Winn?” Kara said as she approached him. “Have you seen J’onn or Alex?”

Winn let his pen fall into one hand and swiveled to face her. “Yeah, they’re on the roof.”

Kara balked. “The roof?” “You know.” Winn pointed up. “Big square thing above us that keeps the rain out.”

Kara pinched his arm. “I know what a roof is, smartie. Why are they there?”

Winn grinned and squirmed out of her reach. “Apparently, there’s a big comet coming. Dr. Hoshi brought her telescope, so everyone else is going to check it out.”

Kara raised an eyebrow. “But you’re not? Isn’t this what you live for?”

When he wasn’t inventing or hacking something, Winn was absorbed in science fiction and obsessed with outer space.

Winn scoffed. “Please. I’ve been to another planet and have the space rocks to prove it.” He polished his fingernails on his shirt. “Once you’ve crossed the galaxy, everything else pales in comparison.”

Kara smirked. “You’re saying this to a girl who’s crossed several galaxies.”

Winn stared at her. “Let me have my moment, Kara.”

She laughed. “Fine. But I still find it hard to believe you aren’t interested in seeing the comet.”

Winn shrugged. “It’s orbiting Earth for five days, so I’ll have plenty of chances to see it.”

Kara crossed her arms.

He smiled sheepishly and pointed to his bag. “I may have a portable telescope I plan to break out later.”

She nodded. “There we go. What are you working on now?” Kara started to turn his laptop in her direction, but Winn reached out and steadied it.

“Hey, hey, hey!” he said. “I’m doing some personal shopping.”

Winn’s cheeks turned pink, and Kara smirked.

“Are you buying more action figures, Winn?”

He shot her a look. “First of all, they’re collectibles. Second”—he turned his laptop so Kara could see the screen—“I’m buying a gift for Lyra.”

Lyra, an alien refugee from Starhaven, was Winn’s girlfriend. She was a bit of a wild child, but she had a good heart.

“Awww!” Kara squeezed Winn’s shoulder and glanced at the screen. “That’s ador . . . mat.” She frowned. “That’s a doormat, Winn.”

He grinned at her. “Yeah, but look what it says.” He enlarged the image, and Kara read.

“There’s no place like 34.1546° N, 118.3340° W.” Kara shook her head. “I don’t get it.”

“It’s the latitude and longitude for my apartment!” Winn tapped his chest. “I’m giving Lyra a doormat for my home because I want it to be her home, too.”

Kara gasped. “You’re asking her to move in with you?” She squealed and bent to hug Winn. “That’s great! And a really clever gift idea.”

Winn leaned back in his chair and smiled smugly. “Just call me Mr. Terrific.”

“Heh. Now I know a Mr. Terrific on two Earths.” Kara glanced at the screen again. “Wait a minute. Winn? That doormat’s out of stock.” She clicked on a link. “And they aren’t sure when it’ll be available.”

Winn blinked at Kara. “Well, yeah. I didn’t say I was ready for Lyra to move in now.”

Kara rolled her eyes.

“Oh, don’t judge me with your judging judgery.” Winn waved a finger at Kara. “Lyra’s out of town, and I miss her, so I’m keeping busy.” He closed his laptop and slid it into his messenger bag. “That’s why I’m about to meet James for patrol. You’re welcome to join us.”

“James” was James Olsen, one of her closest friends. 10 He’d been sent to National City by Kara’s cousin, Clark Kent, to watch over Kara before she became Supergirl. He now ran CatCo during the day and fought crime at night under the guise of Guardian, with Winn monitoring from a surveillance van.

“Thanks, but I need to talk to J’onn,” Kara said, pointing up.

“If you change your mind, we’ll be out all night.” Winn stood and slung his bag over one shoulder. “You can find us at the corner of Danger and Excitement,” he said.

Winn walked away, whistling “Space Oddity,” and Kara grinned. Then she zoomed out the balcony doors and up to the roof. Several uniformed DEO agents and one in a lab coat were gathered around a telescope; J’onn stood off to one side with Mon-El, Alex, and Alex’s girlfriend Maggie Sawyer.

At Kara’s sudden appearance, the foursome stopped talking and glanced over at her. J’onn, Mon-El, and Alex smiled, while Maggie stamped her foot and groaned.

“Aw, man!”

Alex held a hand out to her girlfriend, palm up. “That’ll be five dollars.”

Kara narrowed her eyes good-naturedly as the money changed hands. “Do I want to know what you were betting on?”

Mon-El raised his hands defensively and greeted Kara with a kiss. “For the record, babe, I didn’t participate.”

“Neither did I,” said J’onn.

“We saw you flying toward the building,” Alex explained to Kara. “Which, by the way, you should not be doing in your street clothes.”

“I’d bet Alex that after you found out where we were, you wouldn’t have any interest in joining us,” said Maggie. “Because you’ve seen enough of space for a lifetime.”

Maggie was one of the few people outside the DEO who knew that Kara was also Supergirl. The fact that Maggie worked for the National City police and had never revealed the secret made her an ally in Kara’s book.

“And I’d bet that my little sister, who has the most curious mind in the universe, wouldn’t miss seeing this comet for anything.” Alex put an arm around Kara’s shoulders. “And I was right.”

Kara gave her sister an apologetic look. “Actually, I came to talk to J’onn.” Alex dropped her arm from Kara’s shoulders, and Maggie let out a “Ha!” before snatching her five dollars back.

J’onn stepped closer to Kara. “You wanted to talk to me? What about?”

With Alex, Maggie, and Mon-El all listening, Kara felt herself blush.

“I was hoping I could start doing more for the DEO,” she said quietly.

Mon-El smiled. “Doing more than protecting this city every day?”

Kara shook her head. “Not as Supergirl. As Kara Danvers.”

“What?” Alex’s forehead wrinkled in confusion, but Kara pressed on.

“I’m already familiar with a lot of alien species, but maybe I could specialize in something,” Kara told J’onn. “Like alien weaponry. It would be good to know what I might face.”

Plus, it’s definitely something Lena Luthor and Hannah Nesmith won’t be experts at, she thought.

J’onn stroked his chin. “We’ve got some artifacts in the subbasement you could look at, I suppose.” “That’s a start,” Kara said with a nod.

Alex nudged her. “Why are you going into DEOverdrive? Is everything OK at CatCo?”

“Of course.” Kara gave her a reassuring smile. “I just want to . . . expand my interests.”

And be a little more impressive without my cape, she added to herself.

“OK,” said Alex, though she still looked puzzled.

“We can head downstairs after the comet appears,” J’onn told Kara. He checked his watch. “Which should be any moment now.”

J’onn beckoned for Mon-El, Maggie and the Danvers sisters to follow him to the telescope, where the woman in the lab coat, Dr. Hoshi, was telling the other agents about the stars overhead at that moment. Normally, she acted as the DEO’s physician. But tonight, the petite Japanese woman stood on tiptoe to point out a constellation.

“Want me to lift you a little higher?” Kara asked with a wink and a smile.

“Kara! Glad you could join us,” Dr. Hoshi said in greeting. “And no, thank you. I prefer to keep my feet on the ground.” She glanced down at the rooftop. “Or the concrete, in this case.”

Kara smiled and gestured at the telescope. “I had no idea you were into astronomy.”

“It’s kind of my secret passion,” Dr. Hoshi confessed. “Tonight, we’re going to observe Caesar’s Comet. Have you heard of it?”

“It was not named after the salad,” Mon-El chimed in. “And if you suggest that, people will laugh.” He cleared his throat. “A lot.”

Kara held back a smile and rubbed his back sympathetically. “I’m not familiar with the comet, Dr. Hoshi.”

“It was last seen over two thousand years ago, shortly after the death of Julius Caesar,” the physician said. “Many Romans thought it was the dei cation of Caesar: proof that he’d become a god.”

Dr. Hoshi turned to the rest of the group before she made her next comment. “It’s also a daylight comet, which means it’s bright enough to see during the day, but since it comes into orbit tonight, I thought it would be fun to witness its arrival.”

She bent over the telescope and made a few adjustments before turning to her laptop.

“This is it!” Dr. Hoshi announced.

Everyone chattered excitedly and shuffled closer to the telescope.

“I’ll adjust the telescope as the comet moves, but please don’t linger too long, so everyone gets a chance to see it,” she said. “While you’re waiting, you should be able to see the comet with the naked eye right . . . there.”

Kara glanced to where Dr. Hoshi was pointing and saw an ice-blue dot against the star-speckled darkness.

“Too cool,” Alex whispered beside her.

Kara turned to answer but was blinded by a brilliant ash of light. All around her, people cried out in surprise.

The whole world had gone white.

Mon-El gripped one of Kara’s hands, and she felt around for her sister with the other.

“Alex!” she cried.

“Kara!” Alex called.

Just as she touched her sister’s fingers, a wave of energy slammed into Kara, knocking her hand loose from Mon- El’s.

She felt herself falling.

Then everyone and everything went silent.

Before Kara hit the concrete, the white light faded to black, and she passed out.

#Supergirl #Supergirl 3 #kara danvers #melissa benoist #melissabenoist #Mon-El #Supercorp

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saltysandycandy · 2 years ago

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Friends and family be like "beta tum to padhai mei acchi thi na" bc abhi bhi hoon, pasand se arts li hai bhai

Aur science walon ke number toh aate nhi lekin inko ego badi chadi hoti hai

"Tum logon ki zindagi kitni easy hai" Hume toh apne aap aa jate hai number, padhne ki zarurat hi nahi.

Inko lagta hai ki arts students incapable hote hai science karne ke kyunki inko lagta hai humne "easy" wala stream liya hai.

Abhi India mei science lena yani apni soul sacrifice karna. Tumko hi karna tha science phir karo na shanti se, humse toh mat hi kro compare kyunki history padhne ki aukaad toh tum logo ki bhi nahi hai.

Atleast hume apni padhai pasand hai aur hum insaan ki tarah ji sakte hai.

Its honestly surprising to see how many people still think science lena future ke perspective se zyada accha hai even though humanities mei science se zyada scope hai.

I swear, being a humanities student in India is like being the main character in "The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost

#vent post #India #indian education #student life #indian education system #CBSe #cbse board #science #humanities #science stream #arts #desiblr

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leeeovitate · 5 years ago

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April 22,2020 3:23AM: It was not intended but this ended up becoming my high school memoir.

I sifted through my old journals. I have been obsessed with notebooks and pens back then, maybe a little bit until now. You see I wanted to be an artist. At least 5 of them were filled with songs and rubbish from cover to cover.I remember the first song I wrote way back in 2007 or 2008. It was called “Putting Traces” and the first I ever played was for my grandmother on her birthday. I played a video of it I recorded with my sister at her dinner party. I don’t think she appreciated it or maybe it just wasn’t any good but she was polite about it. It was called “Thank you for everything”. My first songs notebook was a tinee tiny one with the Eiffel Tower in black on the cover and silver on every page. Then I got obsessed with buying every journal that looks cute or has music related designs or the ones with London and Paris or other European countries that I would love to visit. Then I bought every pen to my liking and spent my lunch money on paperbacks. I was basically a resident at National Bookstore or the stationery section of every mall. I scanned them all tonight, those journals. I forgot about some songs but when I read the line it comes like a flashback to me. That is why I kept writing. It immortalizes the moment. When I play that song, I feel like the emotions turn into concrete and I could go back when I want to feel it again. I was so sure of myself in the songs I wrote before. I knew what I wanted and that was to make music. Maybe I had that dream of being magically sent a record deal. I wanted to have a world tour before 18 but the world was never in my favor. I remember setting a deadline and counting down like Lena did on Beautiful Chaos. I think I also set it on 100 days but nothing happened.

High school is the best years of my life. I remember one of my friends borrowing my songs journal and told me all my titles sounded nice. I have one friend who writes fiction, legit ones and we would talk after class until our fetch arrives and then we’d talk more on the telephone when we get home. I don’t have that in medschool. One time, our teacher made us do a school project. It was to write to a novel incorporating our topics on math class. Epic, I know. I planned it out alright, written everything with a plot but I never finished it and ended up rushing for the deadline. I won’t ever forget that. I loved doing it so much. My fiction writer friend, she ended up writing a sequel for the story she submitted as a math project. Then I also read some of the stories my classmates made. I felt surrounded by talented people and it felt really good. Then in English class, junior year we were required to have a green journal and have at least 3 entries per week. It could be a diary entry, poem, essay, sketch, whatever you like. We also had drama class. I remember saying the lines “The cat sat on the mat.... etc” with different emotions. I freaking nailed it. I loved it so much. The we were also asked to advertise a specific product we made up by pairs. Ours was a perfume and I played a fairy. The nicknamed me “Mama Fairy Tree Rapunzel Country Girl”. I had really long hair and used to braid it. Then I played guitar singing country songs. We also assigned ourselves to greek mythology characters, mine was Gaea. I was also quite tall back then and they say my limbs were long so I was like a tree with roots to the earth and that is where they all came from. We had to write a play for our final project. I was “musical director” and I was not good at my job but I freaking enjoyed it so much.

The senior year we had lit classics and we just have the best teacher on mythology and poetry. Wont ever forget him reprimanding me for reading “statue” wrong. Freshman year, we have 2-hour PE classes and the last hour was spent however we wanted. We would play and sometimes we would just sit around our teacher’s cassette player singing along to our favorite songs while the wind is blowing at the topmost floor of our high school building. Oh what I would do to go back. There was a time when I chose a ribbon as prop for gymnastics practical exam and danced to Avril Lavigne’s “Freak Out Let It Go”. I hated individual stage work but it was something we all had to do and my high school crowd were not mean. I used to choreograph dance routines, unbelievable if you see me now but yes, I remember when I did that. I would do it all over again. I have that one friend, the least I expected of all, who got into kpop. It was epic.

When we are feeling lost, our CLE teacher taugh us to open the bible at a random page and read those two sheets spread open. Whatever we have bothering us, God’s answer are within those pages and it is up to us how to interpret it. I think it also became a project like we were meant to do it everyday for a month or something. She collected money for a journal but it was never delivered though. I have no idea what happened. We also made a promise to meet in March 2020 or 2021 as a class but I think everyone forgot about it or are just too busy, these days. In high school, we made so many films too. Man it was great. You probably could already tell how much I enjoy acting and the I have this friend who is a really awesome video editor.

We also had the best advance chemistry and advance physics teachers. One time at the physics lab, I was busy reading my some Paulo Coehlo I did not notice that I got called in class. That was epic. My teacher threatened to confiscate my book, thank God she didnt. My only argument was “This is not a pocket book, Ms. Violeta.” Our statistics teacher, freshman year who entered the congregation of nuns kept saying “K” in class. It was really funny, my friend and I tallied the number of times she said it until we ran out of scratch paper. Would you believe that the highest grade I got in high school was in Geometry and the lowest I got was in Calculus? Lol I turned in an unfinished Calculus final exam because my tummy was upset but my teacher won’t accept it. I could not tell him what I was feeling at the time so I shaded the letter C in every item and I kind of flunked the exam. I was not that frustrated though. I was never the grade conscious type.

There is this cafe we frequented back then, It was called “Book Latte” and we got membership cards so we could rent books and chill in secluded spots. The place was really fancy but not that wide. Pizza Hut on the same mall became “our spot” with someone I used to consider one of my best friends. One of our friend’s became our go to for schoolworks and shooting videos or movie marathon. In math class again we had to do a song adaptation with video. We did a remix but Fall for You by Secondhand Serenade will always remind me of that. It goes “because tonight will be the night that I will study math over again don’t make me change my mind”. There was a competition in relation to Buwan ng Wika or our Foundation day every august. For the first 2 years of high school it was song adaptation and for the juniors and seniors it was song composition. For the first year, we did Awit Ng Kabataan by Rivermaya and my author/video editor friend wrote the lyrics. I think we skipped on sophomore year. I was not yet comfortable with exposing my songwriting in general at the time. I struggle with confidence issues until now. They assigned me for our junior year. I did it on guitar and piano. I had piano lessons when I was 9 but I did not appreciate it until years after. Our Environmental Science teacher who used to be in a band helped us out abit and they were rushing with the deadline for the song, I kind of backed off. My clubmate did it instead. Senior year, Had the song done early and we got first place. I was truly grateful.

I joined Guitaristas club freshman year. We were assigned into tutor-tutee. I was a tutee of course. I was assigned to someone who was like the great guitar player who was in a band and I was crushing on. He was so nice and he taught me guitar. I wonder if he still remembers me though. I don’t think he’ll recognize when we see eachother on the street. The the club changed it’s name to Tokata club and I spent two years there. We once played Back to December as a band on family day. The guy on drums is someone I was crushing on. I nicknamed him Orange because he told us about Battaglia delle Aranche, not sure if I remember that correctly. The past years I hated waking up early. Most often I’m late for class that they made me class monitor for like 2 years or so. I hated staying at home and I would wake up early. Some days I get to school at about sunrise and he would be there too. That was how we became really good friends and I became close to his younger brother too. My senior year, Speakers zone. It was a new club and it was accidentally not included in our new club ballot sheets. I think they accidentally printed out the old ones from last year. Our english teacher told us about it and only like 7 or 8 of us joined. All from our class. Every monday morning, we had to do a news report after flag ceremony. We were assigned sports new, weather, current affairs, celebrity, etc. It scared the shit out of me, stage fright and shit. I wanted to get over that so I forced myself to audition for our Literary Musical contest, newscasting category and got picked but I lost. I talk really fast and my nerves get the best of me. I was so scared, I wanted to chicken out minutes before the contest. I wanted to walk away from the stage instead of towards it.

We also had monthly trips and my favorite was doing grocery shopping the afternoon before with my groupmates. We assigned to prepare meals and took turns to cook. We went to islands, camps and other educational sites. It was so fun. Although I could not bloody swim and some days I feel sad because of being away from home. I missed 2 trips and forever hating my parents for it. I know they were just concerned but I missed out on alot. It was heartbreaking. I think it was because on our first trip, we climbed a mountain and stayed at a beach and I asked my parents to come over because my chest was aching but turns out I just needed rest. I don’t think I went home with them though or maybe I did, I kind of forgot. I stayed and missed the team building activities but I got to watch the games. Second trip, I missed. They talked about ghost soldiers and stuff. Third trip, we had to swim from one island to another which I couldn’t so I used a canoe, sort of. My mom accompanied us that time, she helped out with cooking and some other things. We stayed for 2 nights and one of my friend’s mom visited us too. Fourth trip, I think it’s that another one I missed. One time, we thought we discovered dinosaur remains, yeah our imagination were that wild. Some of us went fishing and the rest of us stayed at the Marine Biology site. We played ins and one of us tripped on a huge rock which was shaped like a dinosaur’s head. Then we started digging and then we talked about the islands around us making up stories about it. That night, we all slept at the rooftop and had a shadow show. Then we saw shooting stars. One unforgettable experience I had was getting lost in the mountains and getting help from NPAs because they freaking had rifles. It was raining and should have be frightening but at the time, it was more fun than scary and they brought us safe and sound to our campsite. I had a nightmare that night but I loved literally sleeping beneath the stars. I forgot how many trip we went to in total but I am thankful for each and every single one of them

It is funny how I went from a kid with all the big dreams to who I am today.

#kids #high school #life #hijas #memory

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deathtouch · 8 years ago

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⋆ femfeb day 16 // my femfeb masterpost ⋆ xposted to ao3 ⋆ mercy/tracer // 1k // gen ⋆ loss of a loved one, vignettes, depression, suicide, angst w/ a happy ending, established relationship, vignettes ⋆ angela deals with losing her lover after lena is displaced in time

Homecoming

Jack was the first to tell her. Angela felt an awful sickness in her guts. She was pretty sure she was going to throw up. She did go throw up. They had a mission scheduled in two hours. There wasn’t any time to mourn. Jack put his hand on her shoulder, steadying her. She was glad for him. --- Gone. Flickered out of existence. They couldn’t find her.

--- Angela didn’t sleep for a few days. She hid in her civilian clothes and put herself to work. She found an impoverished clinic in war torn Russia and threw herself into helping causalities of the Omnic Crisis. It was hard work both physically and mentally but Angela would rather feel the ache in her muscles than the ache in her chest. --- “Angela,” he sounded angry with her. “Angela, come back to headquarters.” Jack’s voice was tinny as it came through the phone, but it was kind of nice to hear him; to hear something familiar. She missed him. Angela shifted and chewed her lip. She didn’t have to say anything at all for him to understand. “If you don’t want to come back you should head to England. There’s going to be a funeral in a few days.” His tone changed to something more reserved. It betrayed the start reality of his words. He gave Angela his condolences and said farewell. Angela felt pale when she ended the call. --- Angela held Lena’s mother’s hand as they lowered an empty casket into the cold earth. There were flowers laying on top of the polished brown wood. Their petals rustled in the wind. Lena’s mother cried into Angela’s sleeve. Angela had never really been close with her own parents, so Lena’s family had been the next best thing. Her mom had welcomed Angela into the family with open arms. It was terrible to see her cry. No mother should outlive their child. Angela pulled her into a hug and whispered “It’s okay.” She swallowed her sadness. She pulled together all her strength. She pushed the lie passed her lips one more time. “It’s okay. We’re going to be okay.” --- Angela returned to the apartment with a cardboard box under one arm. She slid the key into the lock with familiar ease. She would collect her things and she would leave. Lena’s shoes and her own shoes were still sitting on the mat by the door. She stopped in the living room and for no reason at all she moved to sit down. She looked around at what used to be her home. Angela’s heart ached in her chest. It wasn’t long before she put her head in her hands and cried. Angela’s cries turned to sobs and her whole body shook. She begged the empty apartment for answers. She begged for Lena to come back. She begged for understanding. She begged to know why. Why. Why. When her voice was too hoarse to beg anymore and when she’d run out of questions Angela dried her eyes and left. She didn’t end up cleaning out anything at all. --- “We all miss her.” Angela nodded. She hated when people said that. No one missed Lena as much as she did. No one could. No one loved Lena as much as she had. It wasn’t worth the argument so she just nodded. --- Days passed --- Angela found it hard to wake up in the mornings. Sometimes she wasn’t sure she could get out of bed. Sometimes she didn’t get out of bed. Sometimes she couldn’t see the point in doing anything at all. Those days came more often than she liked. --- Jack checked on her often. More often than any normal person would need checking on. Angela wished he wouldn’t, she didn’t need the guilt. She may not have felt ready to go back to living life again, but for her friends in Overwatch she would try. --- Missions came. --- “Are you trying to get yourself killed?” Jack was furious. He was fuming. He had even raised his voice. He didn’t ever raise his voice like that. Not to her. Angela had been getting careless. There had been plenty of close calls lately but none so bad as the graze of a bullet that left her burnt and bleeding. She didn’t even bother to heal herself afterwards. Her head wasn’t in the game. It was so hard to focus. “Angela answer me because I can’t tell anymore.” --- Angela was surprised when Winston asked for her help in the research and development section of Overwatch’s umbrella of operations. An invitation, she suspected, that Jack threatened Winston into offering. Or else. She got a whole research lab to herself. A whole floor, in fact. What was she going to do with a whole floor? --- Months passed. --- Angela was doing better these days. When there were missions she went on them. When there were debriefings she attended. When there were team meetings he showed up. Life went on. --- Winston was the first to tell her. Angela felt an awful sickness in her guts. She was pretty sure she was going to throw up. She didn’t throw up this time. She swallowed her sickness and then tried to steady her trembling hands. “Reappeared? Where? Can I see her?” “There’s some complications.” Winston told her awkwardly. He looked away and fixed the position of his glasses, clearly uncomfortable. Complications. Angela felt hysterical. Of course there were complications. She was going to be sick after all. --- Here again. Flickered into existence. If only they could keep her stable. --- Angela didn’t sleep for a few days. She lived in her lab coat and put herself to work. She ran circles around Winston in the lab, a faithful assistant. She had a bright mind for science but temporal displacement was beyond her. Still, she helped as much as she possibly could. It was hard work both physically and mentally but Angela would rather feel the ache in her muscles than the ache of hope in her heart. --- “Lena,” her voice sounded as if it was on the verge of tears. “Lena, come back to me.” Lena likely couldn’t hear her on the other side of the glass but that didn’t stop Angela from trying. It felt unreal to see her; to see that familiar face. Angela had missed her so much. Lena smiled sadly at her. She didn’t have to say anything at all for Angela to understand. Angela pressed her hand to the glass. Tears filled up her eyes as Lena reached out, touching the glass in the same way. She blinked in and out. Appearing and disappearing every other second. She watched Lena’s lips move as she mouthed the word farewell. Angela felt pale when Lena flickered away and didn’t immediately come back. --- Angela held Lena’s hand as they secured the chronal accelerator into place. There was a bright blue glow coming from the center of her chest. The edges of the device dug into her pale skin. Angela wiped her own tears away with her sleeve. It was all starting to feel real. It had been nearly two days since Lena had last flickered away. This was actually going to work. She was finally anchored here in the present. She wasn’t going to leave again. Not now. Not ever. Angela pulled her into a hug and whispered “It’s okay.” She swallowed the lump in her throat. She pulled together all her strength. For the first time in a long time she could say these words and mean them. “It’s okay. We’re going to be okay.” --- Angela returned to the apartment with her arms wrapped around Lena’s shoulders. She slid the key into the lock with familiar ease. It would need a good dusting but everything was as they had left it. Lena’s shoes and her own shoes were still sitting on the mat by the door. She stopped in the living room and for no reason at all she moved to pull Lena in for a kiss. They were both finally home.

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Oldest arrowheads outside of Africa have been found in the rainforests of Sri Lanka

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Oldest arrowheads outside of Africa have been found in the rainforests of Sri Lanka

Archaeological excavations deep within the rainforests of Sri Lanka have unearthed the earliest evidence for hunting with bows and arrows outside Africa.

At Fa-Hien Lena, a cave in the heart of Sri Lanka’s wet zone forests, we discovered numerous tools made of stone, bone, and tooth – including a number of small arrow points carved from bone which are about 48,000 years old.

When was the bow and arrow invented?

The invention of the bow and arrow allowed people to hunt prey at a much greater distance. People no longer had to get within “a stone’s throw” of prey which could suddenly bolt and escape. This innovation greatly increased the chances of a successful hunt.

Bows and arrows also made it much safer to hunt dangerous prey. If you don’t have to get too close, you’re less likely to be trampled or mauled by a hurt and angry animal.

The origin of the bow and arrow is one of the great mysteries of human technological innovation. How did it come about? When? Where? And why?

One of the small bone points discovered at Fa-Hien Lena. (M. C. Langley)

Currently, the oldest evidence for the use of the bow and arrow are small stone points found in Sibudu cave in South Africa, which are some 64,000 years old.

Outside Africa, the oldest finds were previously pieces of bows found in Germany dating back no more than 18,000 years.

Because bows and arrows are mainly made from highly perishable stuff like wood, sinew, and fibres, they don’t leave a lot of evidence behind for archaeologists to find. So the small bone points recovered from Fa-Hien Lena are an important discovery.

The bone points show evidence for having been fixed to a small shaft and shot at high speed into prey – which were apparently mostly small monkeys and giant squirrels, judging by the butchered bones thrown away at the site after meals.

Bone technology of Fa-Hien Lena. (M. C. Langley)

Above: Tools made from bone and teeth of monkeys and smaller mammals recovered from Fa-Hien Lena, Sri Lanka. This technology included small bone arrow points (bottom right), and skin or plant-working tools.

Complex tools, complex minds

The discovery of such ancient bone arrow points is startling in itself. However, we also found other tools which give equally rare insights into the lives of the earliest members of our species currently documented in Sri Lanka.

Particularly interesting are well-preserved knives, scrapers, and awls made from the bones and teeth of monkeys and deer, which were used to work skins or plant materials.

These tools are our only way to learn about the other, more fragile items that may originally have been at the site, because anything made from leather or plant fibre (such as clothing, bags, baskets, mats, or nets) stood no chance of surviving 48,000 years in the humid tropical environment.

One of these artefacts is an unusual implement with carefully spaced notches down each side. It appears to be a shuttle for creating nets of woven fibres. No doubt nets would have been incredibly useful for catching the tree-dwelling prey the people of Fa-Hien Lena hunted, as well as bringing the fish up from the rivers.

Symbolic items of Fa-Hien Lena. (M. C. Langley)

Above: Some of the symbolic artefacts recovered from Fa-Hien Lena, Sri Lanka. Here you can see shell beads and different pigments in bright red, yellow, and silver which were used to decorate bodies or items.

These rainforest pioneers also left behind evidence about their social lives in the form of white shell beads and small blocks of mineral pigments in bright colours: red, yellow, and silver.

Each of the pigment nodules show signs they were used to create paints for the body, and three of the bright red nodules were drilled to be strung as beads – something we have not found anywhere else in the world.

The white shell beads, on the other hand, are similar to those found in Africa and Eurasia, but were collected or traded from the coast some 20–30 kilometres away. Apparently, small, shiny, white shell beads never get old.

With these finds, it is becoming more and more clear that we have only just begun to scratch the surface when it comes to understanding the earliest modern human communities.

Michelle Langley, Senior Research Fellow, Griffith University; Oshan Wedage, Researcher, Max Planck Institute for the Science of Human History, and Patrick Roberts, Research Group Leader, Max Planck Institute for the Science of Human History.

This article is republished from The Conversation under a Creative Commons license. Read the original article.

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Real Science Experiment - Apne Dimag (BRAIN) ke bare me ye baten jaan lo kabhi bhi bimar nhi hoge. kisi bhi bimari mai kisi bhi stage se nikl sakte ho yeh Sicenticficly Proofed Facts hai. orr iske bad apka bimari ko dekhne ka nazaria hi badal jayega. aap kisi bhi bimari ka illaj apne ghar pe he kr skte ho mai davva krta hu ki yeh Article agar aap pura padoge apki apne bare me soch badal jaye gi.

Jadu Tona Real Science Experiment | Unknown Power of Subconscious Mind - The Placebo Effect

Subconscious Mind

Dosto apne akser suna hi hoga ki "AGAR BELIVE KRO TO SAB HAI AGAR NHI KRO TO KUSH NHI'' 55 sal ke ik admi ne Jadu tona or andhvishwas prr vishwas kiya orr uske sath kya hua aap jan ke haran ho jayege. Hello friends! kaise ho umeed hai 👌👌 achhe hi honge 😄 So Friends aap ajj yeh jan ke haran ho jayege apki soch kya kya kr sakti hai, "its a fact" ki jo aap sochte ho vhi aap bn jate ho, ya vhi aap pate ho. to mere dosto yeh koi mai jadu or magic ya andhvishwas ki bat nhi kr rha hu. Kyon ki iska scientific proof hai. 😄 So lets begin ✌😁

Power of Subconscious Mind - Placebo Effect | Real Case Study

So (4 November 1938) me ek 55 years old admi ko U.S.A ke TENNESSE STATE ke ek Hospital mai laya gya use ek asi state se Diagnos kiya gya tha jiske bare me koi nhi janta tha uss Patiant ka name tha VANCE VANDERS orr inhno ne kush dino me he 35kg sarirak mans kho dia tha mtlb 35 kg Weight Loss. Inke shareer me inki haddia tak dikhai de rhi thi. orr chera (face) ek dm khrab ho gya tha, sikud gya tha. kus b bilkul shape me nhi tha. VANCE ki wife ne unko hospital me admit kiya too unka case Doctor Draiten Dohartee k dwara handle kia gaya tha. orr uss doctor ne bhi eisa kush pehle kabhi nhi dekha sabhi haran tab huye jab sabhi tests ke bavjood unki halt sabhi tests me bilkil normal aa rhi thi koi bhi bimari nhi thi and sabhi organs bilkul thik kam kr rhe the. Ye sab dekh ke Doctor preshan ho gaye orr jab doctor ne iske bare me VANCE ki wife se bat ki orr unsee iske bare me pucha ki kya uhne ise piche kya vajha lagti hai to VANCE ki wife ne kha ki 3 months pahele ik kala jadu (black magic) krne vale tantrik ne uhne gusse me ik sharap de diya tha ki tum bhot jldi mar jaoge orr koi thume bacha nhi skta. Orr usi din ke bad unki halat din prati din khrab hone lagi. Orr abb doctor ne is pe bhot soch vichar kiya orr agle din uhnone VANCE or unki family se bat ki orr kaha ki kal hmne usi tantrik se bat ki orr use daraya orr police ki dhamkia di too usne sab sach sach bata dia usne kaha ki usne VANCE ke uper Chipkli (Lizard) ke ande (eggs) chidke the jin me se ik chipkli ka janm VANCE ke shareer ke ander hua hai jo unko andr hi ander kha rhi hai jiski vajha se ye sab ho raha hai ye kahate hi uhnone nurse ko ik injection laane ko kaha jo ik immatic jani ke ik ulti krwane vali dawai se bhara hua tha. Injection lagane ke kush minute baad hi VANCE ne ulti kr di or fir doctor ne vaha ik mari hui chipkli dal di oor fir VANCE ko kaha gaya ki yahi vo vajha thi jo thume ander se kha rhi thi aab tum azzad ho VANCE. (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); iske bad VANCE ne fir se uss chipkli ko dekha orr dekhne ke bad VANCE ne ik bhari saas li orr soo gaya orr fir jab vo agle din uttha too usne kaha ki aab vo aisa mehsoos kr reha hai jese usme ik nai jaan aa gayi ho voo dheere dheere bilkul thik bhi ho gaya. Too friends aab aap socho ge ki ye sirf ek kahani hai, lekin mere dosto yeh ek real case hai aap cahe to ise khud search kr ke bhi dekh skte ho. Yeh ek bilkul real case tha jisne Medical Science ko hila ke rakh diya kyon ki aab jara dhyan se sunna joo hua vo real nhi tha mtlb na to doctor ne kisi tantrik se koi batt ki thi orr na hi uss Paitaint ke andr koi chipkli thi ye mehez ik dikhwa tha jo VANCE ko yakeen dilane ke liye kiya gaya tha. Prr sochne vali bat hai ki agr aisa kush tha hi nhi to kya sach me koi shrap tha jiski vajha se VANCE ki halat itni khrab ho gayi too mere dosto iska jawab hai nhi asal me agar kush VANCE ko ander he ander se kha raha tha too vo tha uska khud ka hi DIMAG (BRAIN) aab aap kaho ge ki ye kese? Aise he iss case ki puri study fir 4 medical professors ne ki kyuki VANCE ka jinda reh pana kisi chamtkar (miracle) se kam nhi tha kyuki phle bhi ese kai cases ho chuke the ki log kisi sharap (curse) ki vajha se apni jan gava baithe the. Orr aaj bhi lagbhag 80 ya 90 sal bad bhi aise cases hote hain. Dosto shyd aap khoge ki ooh Go Health Science wale bakwas kar rahe hai. aaj kal bhi kya koi in cheezo mai believe krta hai? Too well aaj issi sharap ne hame chamka dene ke liye ikk naya roop dharan krr liya hai, jiske bare mai aap age padhege. DR. GLIFTON MRADOR ek head doctor hain tennsee ke VANDERBILT SCHOOL OF MEDICINE ke uhnone unginat aise cases dekhe hai jis me se ek Paitaint to ko end stage of lever cancer se diagnose kiya gaya tha oor kyuki use pata tha ki voo aab marne vala hai isi liye kush mahino bad aisa he hua voo sach mai mar gaya. Autopsie report ne bataya ki vo tumer ik bhot hi chotti si jagah me tha oor spread bhi nhi ho raha tha asal mai uhnone kaha ki voo Paitaint cancer ki vajha se nhi mara balki vo ye yakeen kr ke mara tha ki vo cancer se marne vala hai. DR. GLIFTON MRADOR ke anusar aaj kal ke tantrik vese nhi dikhte jo ham dekhte hai voo white suit phene orr garden (neck) me stethoscope lagaye kush aise dikhte hai.

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Asal mai inke dwara kisi bhi Paitaint ko pehle he dra diya jata hai ki use koi aaisii bimari hai jiska illaj ajj vigyaan (science) ke paas nhi hai oor too oor media ne bhi iss me bhoot achha yogdan diya hai bimario ke prati dar or khoof falane ka iss se Paitaints phele se he, ise unki kissmat samj kar haar mann baith te hai. friends hame nahi pata ki hamare dimag (BRAIN) ke paas ittni shakti (power) kese hai prr Placebo Effect ki power ko koi bhi Sciencetist (vayaganyik) mana nhi kar sakte. Placebo effect koi chamatkar nhi la sakta prr measurable sakaratmak vichar jroor la sakta hai lekin isska shatani bhai bhi hai. oor vo hai the Nocebo Effect he in sari maut (Deaths) ka karan tha jinme log phele se hi ye samaj baithe the ki vo marne vale hai. Asal mai nocebo effect he vo karan hai ki hame yeh sharap kaam krte dikhai dete hai. Hamare BRAIN me hamare thoughts mee shakti hoti hai jise scans ke dwara bhi proof kiya gaya hai. Nocebo effect mai stress ke karan hamare dimag ki Neurochemistry orr sharrirk Hormones dono ka balance gadbada jata hai hamare shareer mai har ik karaye ke ho pane mai inhe cheezo ka yogdan hota hai. Asal mai Nocebo effect hamare dimmag (BRAIN) mai DOPAMINE and OPIOID activities ko decrease karta hai oor jese ki ham jante hi hai ki jindgi ke har important karaye ke liye DOPAMINE bhoot jaruri hai isi liye kam dopamine ke karan nocebo effect mai hamara sharririk orr mansik dukh dono bhoot he badh jata hai prr placebo effect mai iska bilkul ulta hota hai. sharririk or mansik dukh dono kam ho jate hai iske illava kai researchers ka mann na yeh bhi hai ki belive yani ki manayta bhi iska mool karan ho sakta hai. Dosto yaha koi jaddu tona ki baat nhi chal rahi hai prr baat ikdam simple hai ki burri khaber ka matlab shareer ki kharrab dekhbhal doctor ki side se bhi kyuki uhno ne phele se hi ye manayta rakhi hai ki iss case mai too admi marta he hai oor Paitaint ki side se bhi jisne aaj kal ke Mordren tantrik prr bharosa kar ke man bhi liya. Ajj ke jamane mai agar koi tantrik aa ke hme sharrap de de to ham uss pr hasege 😂 prr vahi agar ek doctor aa ke kahe ki apko ik untreatable bimari ho gayi hai or yeh apke brain scans orr body scans bata rahe hai too aap un par bilkul vishwas krne lagoge oor fir yahi belive apke age chal kar apki zindgi ki har kariyo ko effect krega oor fir ant mai anjam achha nahi hoga. too friends the Placebo Effect orr the Nocebo Effect ke piche kush ye scientific resons hai oor ye bilkul kaam krte hai. oor hmne ek nhi hazaro experiments k dwara yeh proof bhi kiya hai. Too friends hamasha apne ander ek Positive Thinking rakhiye orr jyada stress kabhi mat lena "trust me" apki zindgi yeh deserve nhi krti☺. Soo umeed hai dosto ki aap kush to sikhe he honge ki hamesha sakaratmak raho oor the Placebo Effect ke bare mai apki kya raye hai, iss vishye mai kya Placebo Effect ko Scientifically samjhaya ja skta hai. oor ya fir iske piche koi doosri anjani vajha hai. (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); 👇niche comment kr ke jaroor bataiye soo bye😉see you again with a new interesting topic. Also Read:- Bimari kya hoti hai | Definition of Disease according to Science @gohealthscience #gohealthscience

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uttejitchintan · 6 years ago

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Youth Addicted to Social Media.

Ek jamana tha jab hume agar kisiko koi sandesha bejna hota tha to uske liye sirf humare pass ek hi bikalp tha or wo he, Chitthi.

(Waise filmi heroes kuch smart the, wo kabutar ko bhi bhej dete the sandesha bhej ne ke liye, tabhi to ek mashur gana aaya, Kabutar Ja Ja Ja Kabutar Jaa, Pehle Pyaar Ki Pehle Chitthi

O O Pehle Pyaar Ki Pehli Chitthi Saajan Ko De Aa😀😀)

Ye jyada purna kissa bhi nahi. Aj se 25-30saal pahle bhi aise hi haal tha.

Lekin aaj science and technology ki is yog mein hum 1 micro second mein bhi hum kisiko sandesha bhej sakte hai.

But hum is aadhunik yog mein aakein sayed technology kaa uddesh hi bhul gaye hai. Aaj hum jaroorat o kaa chiz ko bhi hum addiction bana rahe hai. 'Bhujan' lena aapki jaroorat hai aapka addiction nahi, agar bhujan aapka addiction ban jayega tab aap din bhar sirf bhujan hi karte rahenge, aap samaj sakte hai ki iske baad aapka kya hone wala hai.

Ek recent data ke anusar bharat ka 75% youth jinke paas smartphone he wo apna kimti jyada tar time social media site pe hi bita rahe hai. unka 80% data sirf social media pe hi kharch hota hai.

Dosto ye jo marzine hai aap khud andaza laga sakte ho aapne aap kitne bada hai. Hum technology ko addiction ke roop mein badal ke uski advantage ko disadvantage mein badal rahe hai.

Nasha Chahe sharab ka ho yea sabab ka koi bhi accha nahi hai.

Mein ye nahi kah raha ki social media sites ko use nahi karna chahiye, isko to use karna chahiye hi, It’s a great thing has ever happened to us.

Aap agar history mein thode bhi ruchi rakhte ho tab aapko, jaroor pata hoga, ki Bharat kaa pahla swatantrata andolan kyu fail hua tha, agar aapko nahi pata to mein aapko bata deta hu, ye fail hone ki main wajah thi ek dusre se bartalap pahuchana kaa deri. because tab naa to koi social media thi naa to mobile tha or naa tho internet.

Is liye ek place se dusri place tak khabar pouchan mein bahot time lag jata tha.

Aaj jaha ek social message se pura desh ekatta ho jate hai kisi bhi chiz pe lekar birodh pradharshan karne ke liye,

Ek baar sochiye agar tab ye sab hota tho kya hota, sayed hum kabhi gulam hi nahi hote..

Ye tho gayi socil media ki good side, lekin social media ke bahot saare bad side bhi hai.

Jaise ki maine pahle bhi kaha jab tak kisi bhi chiz ko apna need ko fulfil karne ke liye karoge tab tak ye aapke liye sahi hai.. Lekin jab aap ushe addiction mein parke karne logo te to vale se vali chiz bhi aapke liye harmful ho jayega.

Ashal mein dekha jaaye to uska koi bad side hai hi nahi, jaise ki kuch log plastic ka birodh karte hai or kuch log plastic ki tarfdari bhi karte hai, haa ye thik hai, plastic se environment ko hani pouch rahi hai.

Lekin kya wakei iske liye plastic jimedar hai, yea fir hum insan jinhe abhi bhi plastic use karna nahi aaya, hum agar thoda jagruk or shatark rah sakte to plastic jise hum insano ne hi banaya hai, wo humara kya ukar leta (plastic was a great invention ever of mankind)

Hum bharatiyo jyadatar log abhi tak internet ki asli takat nahi samaj paye hai, jyadatar log jo online hote hai, wo sirf Facebook or Whatsapp use karne ke liye hote hai. Unko pata hi nahi hai ki Facebook or whatsapp ko chod ke bhi internet mein kuch hai, hum aaj jo chahe wo sikh sakte hai internet ki madat se, koi bhi information hum le sakte hai internet se. Asal mein internet ek khuli kitab hai, agar aap us kitab se kuch sikhna chate ho to bhi aapko rukhne wala koi nahi hai, or agar nahi sikhna chaho to bhi aapko koi thukhega nahi, ispe koi discipline nahi hai. Last mein ek baat hi kahna chahunga ki social sites use kijiye lekin thoda smbhal ke, social sites ki duniya ki bahar bhi ek duniya hai ushe hani pouchake ishe ishtemal karne mat lag jaana. illusion and reality mein fark samajna hoga humein.

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