Certainly, do what you think you must
To keep your country ‘first’
The social media takes advantage of the reward systems in the brain, especially the dopamine circuits within the basal ganglia and the prefrontal cortex. Using signals of micro-engagement, including the duration of time a user hovers over a video or the number of times a user rewatches a clip, algorithms develop a feedback loop that over time redirects the feed of a user to more intense or provocative content.
The loss of 403 young lives is a stark wake-up call for Bangladesh. Schools and colleges are meant to nurture dreams, not silently witness the suffering of students. A collaborative effort involving the government, educational institutions, and families is urgently needed. With empathy, awareness, and institutional support, many of these young lives can still be saved.
India’s diversification strategy, often cited as a mitigating factor, provides only partial relief. The country now sources crude from over 40 countries, and in recent years has increased imports from Russia, the United States, and West Africa. In fact, about 70% of crude imports are now routed outside Hormuz, reflecting a conscious shift in sourcing strategy.
What is unfolding across South Asia’s cities is not just an urban crisis, it is a reflection of deeper tensions within development itself. Growth is happening, but it is not translating into stability. Opportunities exist, but they are unevenly distributed. Systems are expanding, but not fast enough to keep up with demand. Cities, which have long been seen as places where people come to improve their lives, are increasingly becoming spaces where people struggle to sustain them.
Certainly, do what you think you must
To keep your country ‘first’
When I look back at the years gone by
I do so with a gentle smile
The ferocity of the good ol’ sun
The serenity of the moon,
Why do you look at me disconsolately,
When warmth is all I provide?
Someone keep me company,
Someone share some thoughts with me,
Life is a game,
Light-hearted stuff:
Those with secrets in their hearts,
Have no place to hide,
O, for the ecstasy of not knowing
That which would rend my heart,
Ripples in the pond and waves in the sea;
Little steps, giant strides of an unknown destiny.
The natural intelligence of Man
Ensures that we, as Humans
Sailor, tinker, tailor, et al,
Ordinary people at one's beck and call,
How blank the mind
Neither thought nor word penetrating enough
Let the Sun fill you and your days with its rays
Let Darkness too feel its warmth and its light,
The Indiaspora Forum For Good (IFG) promises to be a landmark gathering where vision meets action. From pioneering CEOs to philanthropists, this unprecedented assembly harnesses the collective wisdom and inuence of the Indian diaspora for global advancement.
Rise, O ladies and show us the way
We, the faltering, blundering, ‘male’, play