Pff, this testimony from ADRIANO about his life and career is incredibly powerful:

“I know what it feels like to be a promise, and also a broken one. I am the biggest waste in football.

I like that word: ‘waste,’ because I’m obsessed with wasting my life. I’m okay with it, in a frenzied waste, I enjoy that stigma.

I don’t do drugs, like they try to claim. I don’t like crime, even though I could’ve gone down that road. I don’t go to clubs. I always go to the same place in my neighborhood. I drink every other day, yeah. And on the other days too. I drink because it’s not easy being a promise that’s still in debt.

They call me ‘The Emperor.’ A guy who left the favela to earn the nickname Emperor in Europe. How do you explain that? I still haven’t figured it out. Maybe I did get a few things right.

One of the things that surprised me most when I moved to Europe was how quiet the streets were. People don’t greet each other. Everyone keeps their distance. My first Christmas in Milan was really hard. The end of the year is a very important time for my family. We gather everyone.

When I joined Inter, I got hit hard that first winter. Christmas came and I was alone in my apartment. It’s so cold in Milan. That depression that creeps in during those cold months in northern Italy. Everyone dressed in dark clothes. Empty streets. The days are really short. The air is damp. I didn’t feel like doing anything. All of this mixed with homesickness and I felt like crap.

Seedorf was an amazing friend—he and his wife made dinner and invited me over. It was all really nice and delicious, but the truth is I just wanted to be in Rio de Janeiro. I didn’t even stay long with them. I apologized, said goodbye quickly, and went back to my apartment. I called home. ‘Hi, mom. Merry Christmas,’ I said. ‘My son! I miss you. Merry Christmas. Everyone’s here, you’re the only one missing,’ she replied.

You could hear the laughter in the background. The loud sound of drums my aunts play to remember the days when they were little girls. I could picture the whole scene just from the sounds on the phone. Damn, I started crying right away.

I cried so much. ‘It’s okay, mom. Enjoy. Have a nice dinner. Don’t worry, everything’s fine here.’ I was destroyed. I grabbed a bottle of vodka. Drank all that crap alone. Cried the whole night. Passed out on the couch because I drank too much and cried.

I tried to do what they wanted. I negotiated with Roberto Mancini. I tried really hard with José Mourinho. I cried on Moratti’s shoulder. But I couldn’t do what they asked of me. I stayed clean for a few weeks, avoided alcohol, trained like a horse, but there was always a relapse. Over and over again. Everyone criticized me. I couldn’t take it anymore.

People said a lot of crap because they were all ashamed. ‘Wow, Adriano gave up seven million euros. He gave up everything for this nonsense?’ That’s what I heard the most. But they don’t know why I did it. I did it because I wasn’t okay. I needed my space to do what I wanted to do.

All I’m looking for in Vila Cruzeiro is peace. Here I walk barefoot and shirtless, just wearing shorts. I play dominoes, sit in the street, remember my childhood, listen to music, dance with my friends, and sleep on the floor. I just want to be at peace and remember who I am.

Here they truly respect me. I see my father in every one of these alleys. Vila Cruzeiro isn’t the best place in the world, it’s my place.”

In 1968, American ethologist John B. Calhoun launched one of the most haunting experiments in behavioral science. He called it "Universe 25" — a supposed rodent utopia designed to test what would happen in a world without struggle.

Calhoun built a self-contained "mouse heaven" capable of housing nearly 4,000 mice. It had everything: unlimited food, fresh water, perfect climate, complete safety, no predators, no disease, no competition. It was the dream environment — or so it seemed.

Eight mice were introduced into this perfect world.

At first, things went well. The population grew steadily. Mice formed social structures, raised families, and thrived.

But as their numbers approached 2,200, everything changed.

The males began to lose interest in mating or defending territory. Some turned violent. Others became lethargic.
The females grew erratic and stopped caring for their young — many even attacked their own offspring.
A new class emerged: the so-called "Beautiful Ones" — perfectly groomed, passive mice who neither fought, reproduced, nor socialized. They spent their days eating, sleeping, and grooming themselves.

Society collapsed.
Social bonds broke.
Reproduction halted.
Even when resources remained plentiful and space became available again, the mice had forgotten how to live.

By day 1780, the last mouse had died.

Calhoun’s experiment became a chilling metaphor — not just for biologists, but for sociologists, philosophers, and urban planners.

It suggested that in a world without challenge, purpose, or pressure to adapt, even the most “perfect” society can unravel.
A utopia without meaning quickly turns into a graveyard of potential.

What was meant to be paradise… ended in silence.

*READ THIS CAREFULLY AND DECIDE FOR YOURSELF*

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!!! Ultra-Modern Medical Science !!!
Dr. Ananya Sarkar

You had a fever for two or three days. Even without taking any medicine, your body would have recovered on its own in a few days.
But you went to see a doctor. Right at the start, the doctor prescribed numerous tests.
The test reports didn't find any specific cause for the fever, but it was found that your cholesterol and blood sugar were slightly elevated — which is quite common and fluctuates mildly in most people.

The fever went away, but now you're no longer just a fever patient.
The doctor said – “Your cholesterol is high, and your sugar is slightly elevated, meaning you are pre-diabetic.”
From now on, you’ll need to take medicines to control your cholesterol and blood sugar.
Along with this, several dietary restrictions were imposed.
You may not have followed the diet strictly, but you didn’t forget to take the medications.

Three months passed this way.
Further tests were done.
Cholesterol had slightly reduced, but now your blood pressure was found to be slightly high.
To control this, another medicine was added.
Now your medication count reached 3.

Hearing all this, your anxiety started increasing.
“What will happen next?” – This anxiety started affecting your sleep.
The doctor prescribed sleeping pills.
Now your medication count reached 4.

Due to all these medications, you started having acidity and heartburn.
The doctor said – take gas tablets on an empty stomach before meals.
Now your medication count is 5.

Six months passed like this.
One day, you had chest pain, and you rushed to the emergency room.
After thorough checking, the doctor said – “You came at the right time, or else a major problem could have occurred.”
Some specialized tests were then prescribed.

After going through many expensive tests, the doctor said –
“Continue the old medications, and now we’ll add two heart medicines. Also, you’ll need to consult an endocrinologist (a hormone specialist).”
Now your medication count is 7.

Following the advice of the cardiologist, you visited the endocrinologist.
He added another medicine for sugar and one for a mildly enlarged thyroid.

Now your total medications are 9.

You started believing you were a seriously ill person —
Heart patient, diabetic, insomniac, acidity patient, thyroid patient, kidney patient, etc.

No one told you that you could maintain your health by improving your willpower, self-confidence, and lifestyle.
Instead, you were repeatedly told you are a “serious patient”, weak, incapable, and a broken person!

After another six months, due to the side effects of these medications, you started experiencing urinary issues.
A routine test showed that something was wrong with your kidneys.
Then more tests were done.
After reviewing the report, the doctor said – “Your creatinine level is slightly elevated, but if you continue the medications regularly, there’s no need to worry.”
And added two more medications.

Now your medication count is 11.

You are now taking more medicines than food, and due to their many side effects, you are slowly moving toward death!!

Regarding the original fever for which you had gone to the doctor –
If the doctor had said instead:

“Don’t worry. It’s a minor fever. No need for medication. Just take rest for a few days, drink plenty of water, eat fresh fruits and vegetables, go for a morning walk – that’s all. No medicine needed.”

Then how would the doctor and the pharmaceutical companies make a profit?

The BIG question:
On what basis do doctors declare patients to be suffering from high cholesterol, high BP, diabetes, heart disease, kidney disease, etc.?
Who decides these standards?

Let’s understand a bit more in detail —

★ In 1979, the threshold for blood sugar was 200 mg/dl.
Back then, only 3.5% of the world population was diagnosed with Type-2 diabetes.

★ In 1997, under pressure from insulin manufacturing companies, the threshold was reduced to 126 mg/dl.
This increased the number of diabetics from 3.5% to 8% — meaning an additional 4.5% of people were labeled diabetic without symptoms!
In 1999, the WHO approved this new standard.

Insulin companies made huge profits and opened new factories.

★ In 2003, the ADA (American Diabetes Association) declared 100 mg/dl fasting blood sugar as the benchmark for diabetes.
Due to this, 27% more people were unnecessarily labeled as diabetic.

★ Currently, as per the ADA, 140 mg/dl after a meal is considered diabetic.
As a result, nearly 50% of the global population is now considered diabetic — many of whom are not actually sick.

Indian pharmaceutical companies are trying to lower this even more — to 5.5% HbA1c, so more people are diagnosed and medicines sold.

Many experts believe that up to 11% HbA1c should not be considered diabetic.

Another example:
In 2012, a famous pharmaceutical company was fined $3 billion by the US Supreme Court.
From 2007 to 2012, their diabetes drug was accused of increasing heart attack deaths by 43%.

The company was aware of this in advance, but deliberately suppressed the information for profit.
During that same period, the company made $300 billion in profit.

This is the ‘Ultra-Modern Medical System’ of today!!

Think... and start thinking deeply..

Now, Birds R Silent. Buterflies R Hanging.. Sun Is Sleeping Moon Is Watching U, Sshhhhhhhh.. Its Time 2 Sleep,Close Ur Eyes.. Sweet Dreams..

sleepy msg for a sleepy person from a sleepy friend for a sleepy reason at a sleepy time on the sleepy day in a sleepy mood to say please sleep good night

Wash your face and wash your feet! Now itz time 2 fall asleep. Yours eyes are weak N mouth can't speak so hope tis nite shall b nice and sweet. Good Nite.

Night doesn't become beautiful with star studded sky and full moon, It becomes beautiful when u go to sleep and let stars and moon admire ur innocence.. Good Night

As the day turns into night, keep your worries out of sight. Close your eyes and go to sleep, All the good times are yours to keep. Sweetest dreams and Good Night

You are the reason why I have sleepless nights. You are the reason why I tend to hold my pillow tight. And you are the reason I can't sleep without saying goodnight.

Saying gudnite is not just putting an end to a day.Its a way of saying , I remember u before i go 2 sleep. Hope u can feel the care that goes with it.... GOOD NIGHT

Enjoy your sleep tonight

Good night sleep my dear esteemed people.... I wish you continues God's help and courage in your journey of life