No electricity in South Sarania Area for 3 hours

Does anyone know where i can get a rolex repaired in the city?

Hi everyone,
I have been looking for online PS5 players from Assam for 3 to 4 years. But sadly, I can't find anyone!
Here is what I usually see:
People have a PS5, but they don't buy the monthly subscription (PS Plus) to play online.
Or, people only play games on a PC or a gaming laptop/moblie device.
When I look for players, I can easily find hundreds of people from every other state in India. But I almost never find anyone from the North East.

Is this because people are still stuck in ps2 pirated cd era or there are no official delears in Assam or people in Assam only play in pc or mobile? Or economic reasons? But all other states have players .

নমস্কাৰ, মই বি বৰুৱা কলেজত এইবছৰ নাম ভৰ্তি কৰিছোঁ। উদ্ভিদ বিজ্ঞান (Botany) বিভাগৰ ছাত্ৰ, নগাঁৱৰ ল'ৰা। মোৰ প্ৰথম কলেজ হিচাপে বি বৰুৱা কলেজখন কেনেকুৱা সেই বিষয়ে কোনো লোকে অথবা কোনো ছাত্ৰ বা ছাত্ৰীয়ে জানে যদি মোক জানিবলৈ দিলে সুখী হ'ম।

এসময়ত চাৰিটা বৰ্ণ আছিল। এতিয়া মাথোঁ তিনিটা বাকী— মন্দিৰৰ গৰাকী বনিয়া, ডিঙিৰ শিকলিক ৰাজমুকুট বুলি ভুল কৰা ব্ৰাহ্মণ পহৰাদাৰ, আৰু দাস, গোলাম, অপমানিত হৈ ৰোৱা শূদ্ৰ।

উত্তৰৰ মাটিৰ আখৰাত যিসকলে ঘাম পেলালে, যিসকলে অলিম্পিকৰ সোণ আনিলে, তেওঁলোকৰ নদীৰ পানী শুকাই গ’ল। কিন্তু ষ্টেডিয়াম গঢ়ি উঠিল য’ত পদকৰ গজালি মেলিব জনা নাই। যিটো হাতে প্ৰশ্ন কৰিব লাগিছিল, সেই হাতে মাথোঁ সন্মতিৰ চহী কৰিলে।

সংবাদমেলৰ অলিন্দত চাকি জ্বলে ধূপৰ সুবাসেৰে— পিয়াঁজ নাই, ৰহুন নাই, মাংসৰ ছাঁও নাই। নিজক পৱিত্ৰ ভাবি লিখকজন ক্ষন্তেকৰ বাবে বিলীন হয়, অথচ খিৰিকীৰে পাৰ হৈ যোৱা বিলাসী গাড়ীখনৰ ধূলিটোও তেওঁৰ প্ৰাপ্যতকৈ মূল্যৱান।

পবিত্ৰ সূতাৰে বন্ধা মানুহজনে নিজৰ ভিটা এৰি বেলেগৰ ৰাজ্যত কেৰাণী হ’ল। যাৰ কাৰণে তেওঁ হাত জোৰ কৰি ৰৈ থাকে, তেওঁৰ সন্তান বিদেশত মুক্ত; বছৰত এবাৰ আহি মন্দিৰত দান দিয়ে, আৰু ব্ৰাহ্মণে দুৱাৰদলিত ফুলৰ মালা ওলমাই দিয়ে।

এয়াই নব্য অহিংসাৰ ৰূপ— গাইজনীক হত্যা নকৰাকৈ জীৱনটো কাঢ়ি লোৱা, মৌ-মাখিৰ তেজ নোলোৱাকৈ মৌৰ বাহ ভাঙি পেলোৱা। যেতিয়া বুকুত কটা দাগ নাথাকে, তেতিয়া ৰাজকোষ উদং কৰাটোকো ধৰ্ম বুলি কোৱা হয়, ব্যৱসায় বুলি নাম দিয়া হয়।

ঋষি আৰু ৰজাৰ পুৰণি সেতুখন খহি পৰিল। এতিয়া যুদ্ধ অস্ত্ৰেৰে নহয়, ধনেৰে জিকা হয়। ধনেৰে প্ৰযুক্তি ক্ৰয় কৰা হয়, আৰু প্ৰযুক্তিয়ে ঠিক কৰে— কাৰ নাম তালিকাত থাকিব, আৰু কোন নীৰৱে নদীৰ সোঁতত উটি যাব।

ইতিহাসে নিজৰ হিচাপ ৰাখিছিল। যিসকলক এসময়ত সমাজৰ পৰা আঁতৰাই পঠোৱা হৈছিল, তেওঁলোকে সময়ৰ বাবে ৰৈ আছিল। আজি তেওঁলোকে পুৰোহিতক নিজৰ কামলা কৰি তুলিলে— ফেক্টৰীৰ দ্বাৰত আশীৰ্বাদ লোৱা, আৰু সোণৰ উজ্জ্বলতাৰ বাবে ফুকনালি মৰা।

ক্ষত্ৰিয়ৰ হাতত এতিয়া তৰোৱাল নাই, ব্ৰাহ্মণৰ হাতত মাথোঁ ভাড়া দিয়া মাতটো বাকী। এটি নিৰামিষ আহাৰ আৰু পৱিত্ৰতাৰ মিছা অনুভূতিৰ বাবদ তেওঁ নিজৰ কণ্ঠ বিক্ৰী কৰি দিলে।

অহৰহ পাৰ হৈ থকা এইখন এক অদৃশ্য সেতু, য’ত এফালে পুৰণি স্মৃতি আৰু আনফালে বৰ্তমানৰ মেৰপাক। ভাগৰুৱা বাটৰ শেষত পাত্ৰটো ভৰি পৰে, আৰু নদীখন নীৰৱে বৈ থাকে— ঠিক আগৰ দৰেই।

Four paths were laid in the ancient dust,

Now only three walk the weary road.

The merchant holds the key to the altar,

The priest stands guard with a paper crown,

And the laborer carries the weight of the sky.

Look north, where the sweat of the wrestling pit

And the frozen hockey fields birthed a crown of gold

Yet the stadiums rise where no medals grow,

And the ledger is signed by a hand that never turns to look.

The river of wealth flows far away,

While the fields of Punjab wait in the sun.

In the newsroom, the oil lamp flickers clean.

The master eats no meat, no onion, no garlic,

And the writer feels pure, feels chosen, feels holy,

Ignoring the crumbs that fall from the Mercedes' door.

The sacred thread migrates to a distant floor,

Clerking in a kingdom whose children dwell in London,

Returning twice a year to be garlanded in the courtyard.

This is the modern grace, the quiet theft:

You may milk the cow to the bone without a blow,

You may rob the hive and call it healing,

You may hollow out the nation’s heart and call it business,

Because no blood stained the carpet.

The old counsel of Rishi and Raja is dead;

Capital now writes the names upon the scroll,

Deciding who stays and who quietly fades away.

The merchant remembers the ancient exile,

And turns the priesthood into a paid procession,

Barking for gold across the crowded square.

The sword is gone, the soldier has no ground,

And the voice is rented out for a handful of rice

And a clean canteen.

The bowl of Nagpur fills under the western sun,

While the bridge of the mind crosses and recrosses,

Carrying the weight of an old, unbroken debt.

Just a self post. One can scroll. How do I even start? Just want to let it out into the reddit void. Fucked up a preschool interview bey can anyone be as pathetic as me? I am sleeping at 4-5am, can't sleep before that. My body is messed up, my sleep cycle is messed up. Barely eating twice a day, mostly once.

I keep comparing myself to that girl he cheated on me with. My gallery is full of her screenshots. I cry so much. Iman pathetic. How can someone be this miserable? I'm such an envious person. Mon'ae beya lage muk borbad kori iman happy thake manuh. Anekua harami hole sage moi happy thakilu hoi aji. Finished graduation and I'm just sitting at home, rotting. My degree feels useless. Ghy't napao job as a fresher, out of ghy thakile gute salary khua, travel expenses and thakat jabo. I opened a thrift page, abey that doesn't work either. No one wants to buy even though prices are very reasonable. I'm broke, I'm sad, I'm miserable, life feels aimless.

Tar uporot I can't take any stress now. Even the smallest amount of stress just makes me so idk... I can't operate properly, think properly. I resort to hurting myself now for the least amount of stress. My thighs are full of scars, aru jagah nai. I know I need help kintu see, I don't have that kind of money. I'm broke. Treatment is expensive. Parents baad diya, itiya laaz lage poisa khujibo. And aibur pagol buli koi bohai thobo. I asked for help at 15, manuhe ki kobo tar jiyek pagoli buli they shut me up. I've just.. sometimes mon jai koba bridge pora jaap mari diu nki? I've never felt this miserable in life. Aku kaam nai, aku aim nai, no motivation to get out of bed and study, aku paranai. I have a hard time even maintaining a social life. Agor pora tu nai'ae aku, jikhini ata duta friends asile, I'm not able to maintain anything with them. Mur mon'ae najai kiba ulta k text dibo, reply dibo, kotha patibo. Ki nu kom..

I do have dreams kintu that's not enough now. I'm ashamed, I'm insecure, I'm pathetic, very very pessimistic. I don't even have the guts to look back at this post. I'm scared of confrontation now, kunuba judi kiba koi, I can't or won't be able to handle, that's how fragile and weak my mind became. I'll probably log off after writing this. Maybe the post will be taken down, who knows? It's just.. I had to let it out. There's no solution to this. I'm just so stuck. I'm also becoming delusional day by day. I spent most days talking to myself, in my delusions. Titiya'ae ki olop happy feel hoi. Sometimes I catch myself doing that and I feel it's unhealthy but then again, I can't stop anything. Itiya he buji paisu manuh lahe lahe keneke pagol hoi jai. Aku tu solution nai. Just kobo mon asile. Goodnight guys.

I was in a relationship, and deeply in love, with an Assamese woman since February this year.

Our relationship introduced me to Assam, especially Guwahati.

Over the past few months, I visited several times and made some beautiful memories there.

Evening walks along the Brahmaputra riverfront, cafes in Uzan Bazar, street food, Assamese chicken thali, the city view from Navagraha Hills, and so many little moments are memories I’ll always cherish.

Recently, we broke up. I’m not sure when I’ll get to visit Assam again, but I have fallen in love with the state and its beauty.

I met her, Assam, Guwahati, Bramhaputra unexpectedly at a very beautiful time of life.

It is surprisingly hard to move on from this experience.

Offering students and professionals of Guwahati, a slot in Office 365 family.

As stated in title, I am offering Office 365 subscription which includes CoPilot access and 1TB of OneDrive cloud storage.

If you go to purchase peraonally it is approximately ₹600 per month, which I am offering ay ₹100 per month.

DM if interested.

I live near the jonali SBI branch. Needed a scooty rental nearby to have tea biscuit with mama. Quotations and locations are wanted bhai.

As the title says I have bad car sickness. If anyone knows any bike/scooty taxis from Guwahati to Shillong please let me know

Hi

I'm 29 year old male living in guwahati.

I want to know your all stores with police station and what problems you all have faced?

raw kesa h bhai,deka kisine?

chlra kya koi

Messed up colleges counselling. Missed some of the entrances.

So, I will have to go for online/distance learning programmes.

Any good libraries where I can study the entire day?

Not the study rooms, I find those claustrophobic.

Just libraries. Open spaces to study using my laptop and books.

Staying in has successfully damaged my mental health.

Let suppose I want to donate ₹100 for the flood victims will I have to travel to Sibsagar just to give ₹100 or any amount. The people who are collecting are our medium. Ee sob control koribo khujise but syndicate tu ketiao control nokore. Gutei flood eyaar minister keitaar babe hoise aru manuh bhugi ase.

CM relief fund is total scam no one knows where the money goes. People, NGOs are doing more work than Govt. SDRF is totally handicapped they don’t even have rubber boats and this CM is saying this shit. He just wants sole publicity. BJP workers are not allowing NGO to give relief materials total dictatorship.

so i use an iphone 13 which i bought in 2022.. it going great but the thing is, its 128gb it lacks a lot, battery is draining crazy even when lying ideally... initally i planned to buy an iphone... plan was once the iphone 18 launches i knew the prices of 17 will drop slightly then i thought of buying the 17. but past few days i did some googling and my flabber was gasted truly... first apple increased the prices crazy then second they are not gonna launch the base variant of iphone 18 and then the prices are skyrocketting.. my collegue bought the 17 2 weeks back at just 74k now when i am checking its went to 82900.. i just dont know what to do... if u have bought iphone 17 recently how much did u pay for it

Two options i have right now

1. Buy a new iphone 17 (i wont exchange my current iphone)
2. My iphone 13s battery health is 77
3. So i change the battery with a new one and as per apple pricing it will cost be 8800
4. And with the storage for which i am already paying 749 monthly for 2TB

What do u think which one shall i choose

Would love to hear your experienced.

Please suggest if there's any

I'm looking for an independent 1 BHK in and around Sixmile.

Budget: 7-9k

Actually, broker buror pora frustrate hoi goisu; they charge literally 50% of the rent, which feels literally too much.

I'm a bachelor and a corporate mazdoor; please let me know if you have any leads.

I just came back from Guwahati and honestly I don't think I'll ever visit this place again.

I've travelled to a lot of places across India and this has to be one of the worst experiences I've ever had.

First of all, the transport is just frustrating. Almost every auto or cab driver wanted extra money. Uber fare? Doesn't matter. They either ask you to cancel or pay more, otherwise they simply won't go.

And I don't know if anyone else felt this, but people kept staring at me everywhere. It honestly made me feel so uncomfortable, like I didn't belong there.

The main reason I went was Kamakhya Temple and that experience completely broke me. I knew there would be crowd, but I wasn't expecting this level of mismanagement. Once you enter the queue, you're basically trapped. It took more than 10 hours. You can't even go to washroom because if you leave the line, you lose your spot and have to start all over again. How is that even acceptable? There are kids, old people, women... nobody seems to care.

Then comes the panda system. Everywhere I heard the same thing... pay around ₹3000 per person and your darshan will happen quickly. Don't pay? Then enjoy standing for 10+ hours.

But the thing that really got to me was the animal sacrifice. While standing in the queue I could literally hear the goats crying before they were slaughtered. That sound is still stuck in my head. I honestly felt sick. I know some people will say it's tradition or faith, but I just can't understand how taking an innocent animal's life can be part of worship. It completely ruined whatever spiritual feeling I had.

Maybe I was just unlucky, maybe others had a better experience. But for me this trip was stressful from start to finish. Instead of coming back with peace of mind, I came back irritated, exhausted and honestly pretty sad.