I think I knew who lived here once
And, I think, I knew him well,
For all the glamour surrounding Indian cricket, the selector remains one of its least celebrated figures. He must look beyond the next headline, the next controversy, and even the next defeat. His finest decisions may never make the headlines. His mistakes certainly will.
South Asia’s climate risks are shared across countries. Rivers such as the Ganga, Brahmaputra and Indus do not respect national boundaries, and torrential rains in one country can lead to floods in another. Satellite data, flood forecasts and flood warnings could, therefore, be shared to enhance disaster preparedness across the region.
The British Council's South Asia dialogue on TNE brought together policymakers, quality-assurance agencies, experts and higher education leaders from five South Asian countries and the United Kingdom. The discussions covered TNE policy, quality assurance, partnership management and mutual recognition of qualifications.
The CMSPP can help Balochistan address one of the most pressing challenges it encounters today – youth unrest and militancy. The radical Islamic groups and terrorist organizations often utilize the discontent of the youth of Balochistan to further their own agendas.
I think I knew who lived here once
And, I think, I knew him well,
Twilight, that time between sunset and nightfall
When Orange, nay Red, is the colour of the sky,
Is AI the way forward, or
Out there to destroy Humanity,
O waning moon, where do you go?
Why are you not on constant show?
Milestones are milestones, mere distance recorders
How you travelled and journeyed unknown,
Each grain of Sand does a message carry
Stagnation’s ruin, do not tarry,
Never has the world so lost its way
As it has, alas, so sadly today,
O how immortal is the soul,
And how fatal is desire,
If this valley in which I wander,
And the hills surrounding it,
If the box was full of Evil
Why was it gifted at all?
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,