Raju Singh

They want you trapped between mythology and fantasy. Your present is the only threat to their narrative. Because if you talk about today — inflation, unemployment, student suicides, factory shutdowns, paper leaks — suddenly every slogan collapses. The moment citizens start…

Bihar is being used as a pilot lab for industrial scale political behavioural engineering — and the Election Commission is willingly participating. What should have been a neutral constitutional institution is now a strategic asset of one political ecosystem.

We’ve solved unemployment — just film yourself pointing at text bubbles and lip-syncing to trending audio. Forget degrees, experience, or infrastructure — salvation lies in slow-motion transitions. And if you still can’t make rent, don’t worry — you’ve at least contributed to…

A generation promised startups ended up starting filters. But who needs policy when we have parody? When the supreme motivational speaker of the century says it’s profitable — reality must be lying again.

The real trick isn’t the money—it’s convincing an entire nation that this spectacle of favoritism and fraud is normal governance. Brilliant. Absurd. Disgusting.

Fraudulent cases, banks refusing, billions at stake—but no problem, the government has a “creative solution.” One hand steals, the other claps, and somewhere, citizens are expected to cheer this theatre. Newsrooms yawn, debates vanish, and accountability is just a word for the…

Some leaders attend summits, others hide. Every step, every nod, measured by someone else’s orders. The media might gloss over it, but the truth seeps: obedience disguised as prudence, hesitation sold as strategy. The summit becomes irrelevant; only the cringe of a leader caught…

Every scoop, every uncomfortable question, has been neutralized. Meanwhile, the public, distracted by reels and digital applause, mistakes performative compliance for progress. Eventually, the absurd will be celebrated, and the architects of illusion will take credit for…

Young reporters once had wings; now they fetch press releases like servants. Why hire journalists if truth is forbidden? The puppeteered media has turned questions into taboo, curiosity into a liability. The naive public applauds each reel, unaware that the illusion is credited…

Journalism, once a ladder for young minds, has been hollowed out into a spectacle of obedience. Who needs reporters who ask the right questions when censorship masquerades as strategy? Every investigative chance, every spark of curiosity, has been extinguished. The audience claps…

An IPS officer dies under mysterious circumstances, and instead of swift justice, the system responds with a token committee. The accused roam free, protected by political blessings, while the widow fights alone. If this is how the so-called “elite service officers” are treated,…

Denying women journalists access because the Taliban “requested” it is a national disgrace. It exposes the regime’s utter spinelessness and its desperate need for validation from tyrants.

Their moral compass works only when it aligns with the ruling sun. Justice for the dead? Too risky. Sympathy for the powerless? Too inconvenient.

When the drumbeats of political loyalty echo, their voices rise like parrots rehearsed in propaganda. But when one of their own — broken, humiliated, and gone — demands justice, silence becomes their anthem. The very hands that type slogans freeze at the sight of truth. Hypocrisy…

The brave bureaucrats ! Ever ready with hashtags for power, but allergic to conscience. When the uniform needed solidarity, they hid behind protocol. No tweets, no words, just silence.

The HIRE Act is not just another policy—it’s a sledgehammer aimed squarely at India’s IT juggernaut. Imagine a 25% excise tax on outsourcing; margins evaporate, projects stall, and thousands of Indian tech jobs vanish overnight. #h1bvisa

India’s H-1B juggernaut fueled generations of middle-class aspiration. Trump’s recalibration of the visa regime now threatens to send lakhs back to a homeland ill-prepared for reintegration. For decades, Indian talent chased the American dream; now, the dream collapses, leaving a…

Trump’s latest H-1B salvo is a calculated gut-punch to the Indian IT diaspora. $100,000 per year per worker transforms a career investment into a corporate liability. Firms that once clamored for skilled Indians will now hesitate—or flee offshore entirely. Overnight, loyalty and…

Trump’s legacy will be a monument to chaos, incompetence, and self-aggrandizement. The man has burned every bridge, mocked every institution, and left a smoldering pile of global disorder in his wake. Anyone who once cheered for him wasn’t just gullible—they were complicit in…

Charging $100K per H-1B worker won’t produce a surge of local hires; it will accelerate offshoring and slow product development. Firms don’t make decisions based on ideology—they follow talent and cost. The administration imagines patriotic companies making heroic domestic hires;…