Category Archives: Philosophy

You ask how I spend my time

You ask how I spend my time
I nestle against a treetrunk
and listen to autumn winds
in the pines all night and day.
 
Shantung wine can’t get me drunk.
The local poets bore me.
My thoughts remain with you,
like the Wen River, endlessly flowing.
 
— Li Po (translated by Hamil). Continue reading

Colleges and Society

It is said that if all is well with the colleges, all will be well with the society. I am sure you will agree with me, that all is not well with our society today. Hence the conclusion is inevitable that all is not well with our colleges. It is one thing for the colleges to reflect the social reality. What is more desirable is that the college should be an agent of change in the society. In a positive and dynamic way. In a fulfilling way. Continue reading

Being modern, being western

India had a glorious tradition of learning and education. It is unfortunate that we left this glorious tradition of knowledge and learning systems behind. What is tragic is that we today think that these systems are outdated and unsuited to the contemporary world. Academic and classroom teaching has overtaken heuristics based learning. We have somehow established a strong connection between modernity and western civilization. Continue reading

Dandi March II

71 years after Mahatma Gandhi led the Dandi march, on 12th March, 2011- NRIs all across the world have launched Dandi March II– A 240 Mile Walk Against Corruption in India. Will this march be enough to uproot corruption from India? Read my latest article on the-NRI.

Freedom is all I want, but to hope for it I feel ashamed

Obstinate are the trammels, but my heart aches when I try to break them.
Freedom is all I want, but to hope for it I feel ashamed.
I am certain that priceless wealth is in thee, and that thou art my best friend,
but I have not the heart to sweep away the tinsel that fills my room
The shroud that covers me is of dust and death; I hate it, yet hug it in love.
My debts are large, my failures great, my sham secret and heavy;
Yet when I come to ask for my good, I quake in fear lest my prayer be granted.

– Rabindranath Tagore Continue reading