Sailor, tinker, tailor, et al,
Ordinary people at one's beck and call,
The CJP’s journey, however, is no longer confined to the politics of examination failures and youth precarity. Its School Thik Karo campaign has extended the movement’s work towards accountability for basic public-school infrastructure, while its latest mobilisation has turned to electoral accountability.
Whether or not “Himalayasia” ever catches on as a name, the underlying question it poses is a serious one for a region that houses a quarter of the world’s population, spends tens of billions of dollars a year arming itself against its own neighbors, and still trades more easily with the far side of the globe than across its own borders
South Asia often discusses youth mobility after a student has already decided to leave the region. A stronger regional system would give students another option before that point: international experience that is close enough to be practical, but different enough to change what they learn.
If dummy admissions, prolonged school absenteeism, and an unregulated coaching culture continue unchecked, we may end up producing students who have spent enormous amounts of time and money on education without actually receiving the education they need.
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
Global Organization of People of Indian Origin (GOPIO) conducted its election last month and the new team was sworn in on January 31 at a virtual Zoom ceremony with veteran community leader from New Jersey Mr. Prakash Shah as its president.
On the sands where I now stand
The grains can bear my weight no more,
Let’s treat the past with warmth and care,
For with every single passing day,
May your skies be clear and blue,
Your nights and days forever true,
When eyes are moist and the heart bleeds
And, sorrow reigns supreme,
Old Age is a bloody curse
There, surely, can’t be very much worse,
Look at the Blue Skies
Enjoy Paradise,
Don’t let anyone near the Soul
They may only wish to tarnish it,
Cry not, faint heart,
Light up the present alley,
Nothing’s achieved without desire, Ambition’s not the same as greed To the difference, we must pay heed.