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The Reconstituted Nalanda: Can it Leverage its Civilizational Memory to Become an Alternative Academic Hub for the Global South?
Nalanda serves as a counterweight to the historic monopoly of Western universities over social, political, and ecological theory. It invites Asian and African scholars to address regional dilemmas such as resource sovereignty, post-colonial statehood, and sustainable modernization using indigenous analytical categories.
'Girls going to schools would be the real revolution in Afghanistan'
The daughters and granddaughters of these warlords, like those of several key Taliban commanders, live and study abroad. Sabori’s school in Archi is half-closed, owing to the ban on education for girls over 12 years of age. Several underground schools have sprung up where even some Taliban foot-soldiers send their daughters.
Where Happiness is a Measure of Governance: What Bhutan’s Democratic Consolidation Can Teach Global South Nations
As democracies around the world confront public dissatisfaction, Bhutan reminds us that the health of a democracy cannot be measured only through the ballot box. It must also be evaluated through the well-being, dignity, security, and trust experienced by citizens.
India's Education Deficit: Real Reforms Lie in Making Coaching Redundant
India's digital infrastructure can certainly deliver free coaching to millions. But an even greater achievement would be to build an education and employment system in which families no longer feel compelled to buy coaching in the first place. Making bottled water cheaper is useful. Making the water from taps trustworthy is the real solution.
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One Man, One Woman, That is All
When life’s no more than each breath we take,
Than the days and nights that we call the past,
Materialism at its Zenith
Materialism’s at its Zenith Now
But, Money can’t buy God nor ever will,
Where is the Human Connect Today?
It’s not about Perfection
But, all about Connection,
Befriend your Fears
The look in your eyes is no surprise,
The fear I see is meant to be
To An Old Friendship
I think I knew who lived here once
And, I think, I knew him well,
Twilight
Twilight, that time between sunset and nightfall
When Orange, nay Red, is the colour of the sky,
How Arty is the World of Artificial Intelligence,( AI )
Is AI the way forward, or
Out there to destroy Humanity,
Blue Moon
O waning moon, where do you go?
Why are you not on constant show?
Milestones
Milestones are milestones, mere distance recorders
How you travelled and journeyed unknown,
Time, the Vagabond
Each grain of Sand does a message carry
Stagnation’s ruin, do not tarry,
A Lost World
Never has the world so lost its way
As it has, alas, so sadly today,
Desire
O how immortal is the soul,
And how fatal is desire,
If This Valley In Which I Wander
If this valley in which I wander,
And the hills surrounding it,
Pandora’s Box
If the box was full of Evil
Why was it gifted at all?
