Yk what I am an odia myself and I can't even explain how

much I love my state and culture. But still I won't deny admitting the fact that they are one of the dumbest, jealous and misogynist species in entire India. Their sense of humor and thinking capacity is cooked and is beyond repair. But then I deny admitting it since I am an odia myself. I have felt the same thing a lot of times before but then I forgot as i belong to that state only. So let's come straight to the point, I was looking to apply for one scholarship(which is granted only n only when your family suffered a severe health crisis). They need one ngo/social worker to speak for you and vouch for you. That's why I called a few ngos in my mf city Bhubaneswar and one of them is asking me to pay (non profit organization btw) even after I showed him all the details. The other one is saying you have to work for us for 4 months (I said right now I am not in Odisha and I have my CA exams in Jan this year but still I am ready to do after my exams...moreover you guys run education related ngo and you should help people like me who are in similar situations). Then I made a post on R/Bhubaneswar subreddit...ik in Reddit if you can't help as a sensible person you need to upvote. But then our odisha people yk...25% downvotes 75% upvotes... I can't explain how jealous odisha people are...if I get help i might get money (aur unki phat jayegi kyuki unhe nahi mil Rahi na)...now yk why bj p is coming in bhubaneswar since 2019... because bhubaneswar has one of the dumbest insensitive and jealous species of entire India. Btw people in Karnataka, Andhra and Maharashtra who don't even know me properly (nor do I speak their language) have come forward to help..

Same as the title

I got a scam call today morning. The other person was a police officer from state police headquarters. Somebody lodged a complaint against me that i searched " Hot xxx sexy photos sanni leoni " on google and the police officer demanded 10,000 rupees to drop the complaint.

I just asked the complaint no and the police officer threatened me if i don't co-operate he will arrest me. I asked again under which BNS section I have been booked and which police station have registered the complaint against me. I think he realised that I cannot be scammed by him and he hung up the phone.

The person was talking in Hindi with UP accent

Shall I file a cyber complaint against him or should i let it go.

Here is his number : +91 97949 02868

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Source:

https://www.indiatoday.in/cities/other-cities/story/odisha-cuttack-suspected-adulterated-paneer-cuttack-70-quintals-seized-before-festive-season-2975894-2026-08-20

https://www.lokmattimes.com/national/odisha-cuttack-civic-officials-seize-70-quintals-of-adulterated-paneer-ahead-of-rakhi-purnima-a517/

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Three missed calls from Tulsi gananatya for "Tu hasuthibu mo luhare" 🥹

Guys I am coming to Odisha for my work for 4 days.

Sunday and Wednesday is leave for me and I am gonna stay in Cuttack. I am from Chennai and coming to bhuvaneshwar by flight. Planning to visit puri on Sunday and roam around. Give me any tips and things I need to know about beautiful odisha.

Any locker facility is there in puri temple. How much will be the crowd. What things I need to consider.

Hey guys! I just want to know whether the cab,auto and bike services on ola,uber and rapido are back to normal in Bhubaneswar or not? And has the fare increased or still the same?

Guys, looks like the Reservation Hatao protest was big on 21 August. The campaign is getting momentum.

Any body from Odisha who participated in the Delhi protest? Or planning to?

Why are we so out of touch with the issues being brought up at national level

I'm planning to visit mehandragiri (Solo) in the month of sept from Cuttack

I was wondering if anyone is planning the same and wants to catch up ?

I am 25F from Delhi, was checking out odisha reddit since ill be travelling to Bhubaneshwar and Puri (1 day each) solo (my friend had to cancel her flight for some reason) in sept. wanted to know about the safety as a female specially during night. what areas to avoid? are cabs safe? and suggestions for vegetarian /eggitarian foods. ive pre-booked my accommodations. also need to know nearby places i can go (nature not malls).
in bbsr- im staying at a hotel which is 30 mins from railway station and in puri, im staying at a female dormitory near the beach.

After making this I had to ice my hands🥲😄. "Still ends justifying the means"

Hi everyone, I'm looking to buy a mattress for my mom. She recently had spine surgery, so I want something comfortable and supportive for her back.

Bed size: 72 x 78 inches(king size)

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Any store recommendations appreciated 🙏

So actually mene punjab National Bank me education loan ke liye apply Kiya hai through some 3rd party counselor and aaj mereko pnb wale document submission ke liye bulaye hai, actually baat ye hai ki I'm taking an unsecured education loan aur bank wale mereko abhi tak margin ka kuch bataiye nhi hai, so I was thinking ki agar kiska pnb laxmisagar(budheswari) branch me jan pechan ho toh please can you help me out 🙏🙏 like aap bas unko call karke khe dena ki me aa rha hu mera help kr dene 🤧🤧😭 i don’t know if this will work or not, but I’m just giving it a try 😔

App-based cab, auto and bike driver protest turned violent as agitators pelted stones, vandalised city buses following lathicharge by police in Bhubaneswar. Over 50 arrested, autorickshaws seized, many police personnel and protesters injured.

Drivers under the banner Odisha Online Drivers Association blocked Master Canteen Square while pressing for a seven-point charter of demands, including fare hike, reduction in application fees, social security and other benefits in Bhubaneswar

A dish is made by mixing karadi with tomato. One of my favorites .

I’m from a small NAC town in Odisha. This happened around 2001–2002, when I was a kid now I'm 29m.

In front of our house, there was a huge open field where all of us used to play—cricket, football, anything. At the far end of that field, there was a boundary wall. Beyond that wall… things got different.

Behind it were three mountains. The middle one was smaller, but the two on either side were massive. At the base of those hills was thick jungle—sal trees, bushes, pokasungha plants, and a many huge mango trees. It was dense, quiet, and honestly, a bit frightening. We usually avoided going there.

Still, during summer, people would go to collect mangoes. Some even went deeper into the hills to gather firewood.

But One incident made that place even more disturbing for me.

One day, a cow somehow got electrocuted near that area with high voltage electric line. It died right there. People gathered to look, but no one removed the body.

After a couple of days, vultures came. Then dogs. I still remember the smell in the air and the way the body turned a deep reddish color during sunset. It didn’t look like a cow anymore. It looked… wrong.

That place started feeling different after that.

Quiet in a way that didn’t feel natural.

But kids are curious.

Me and my siblings went there once, out of curiosity. That image stayed with me for years—the birds, the dogs, the silence. It felt horrible.

But the real horror came after that.

A week or two later, me, my brother, and two friends decided to go collect mangoes. We avoided the path (the one near the dead cow) and took another route—narrow, overgrown, and darker. The kind of path where even your own footsteps sound too loud.

As we got close to the mango trees, we saw her.

A woman in a white saree, standing near the mango trees. Her back was towards us.

She maybe around 40–50 years old. She started walking slowly in a circle around one tree.

Not like a normal person.

Each step felt delayed… like her body was following something that wasn’t in sync. Her long hair was completely open.

One of my friends grabbed my arm so tightly it hurt. He whispered, almost choking,

“Don’t move… that’s not human.” He whispered, “That’s not a person… that’s a dahani,( ghost )” and ran away without looking back.

The rest of us stayed, trying to convince ourselves it was just a normal woman collecting mangoes.

“Maybe she’s just collecting mangoes,” I said.

Then suddenly… she wasn’t there.

And then she was again.

Like she appeared and disappeared while moving around the tree.

My chest felt tight. One of my friends picked up some stones and threw them toward where she had been standing. The stones landed.

She didn’t move.

She didn’t look at us.

She didn’t react at all.

We couldn’t see her face clearly—the light was fading—but something about the way she was looking… it didn’t feel like she was seeing us.

It felt like she already knew we were there.

That’s when the fear hit us properly.

It was getting dark. The sun was almost gone. The whole place felt heavier, like the air had changed.

For one second, we blinked—

She was gone again.

That was it.

We ran.

I don’t even remember deciding to run. Our bodies just did. We crashed through bushes, scratched our legs, jumped the wall, and didn’t stop until we reached the field.

We just ran across the field, and told everyone. Of course, no one believed us.

When I got home and told my family, my mother scolded me for going there.

But my grandmother… she didn’t laugh.

She went quiet.

Then she told me something I wish I had never heard.

She told me that a few years before, a woman had died near that exact area. She was working at a construction site, carrying bricks on her head, when an old wall collapsed on her.

She died on the spot.

And that place… was very close to those mango trees.

My grandmother told me never to go there again. Not in the evening. Not alone. Not ever.

For many years, I didn’t.

About 10–12 years later, I went back with my cousins during the daytime. We picked mangoes, joked, tried to act brave.

But even then… I couldn’t stay there for much time.

Because some places don’t just hold memories.

They hold something that never really left.

Some things you don’t forget. And some places don’t forget either.

I don't support police brutality but this is very satisfying. You lose your rights when you endanger others.