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I still believe in humanity!

20 years ago, I landed on British soil with my husband and two kids. As a spouse of a PhD student, I had a mission to survive for 3 years, taking care of my family and supporting him until he successfully accomplished his studies. I had a choice of two: whether to confine myself to my house with minimal exposure to the street

THE PARADOX OF THE NOBEL PRIZE ITSELF

We are often encountering articles and publications on various portals, of several authors, who themselves are running for the prestigious Nobel Prize. This phenomenon is a significant fake. Before it is published in portals, magazines or newspapers, it should be carefully analyzed by editors and publishers. The proposal of anyone, a

A HANDFUL OF ASHES – Philosophical Poetry from India

So much was I When I just thought about myself And look, How little was I reduced to A handful of ashes!!! Jernail S Aanand, a renowned poet, writer and philosopher of India, shares his poetry Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, President of the International Academy of Ethics, is author of 161 books in English poetry, fiction,

I Want to Be Okay

Some healing is not connected to illness as much as it is to life. I want to be okay. I want to be loved for who I am, not for what I can give. I want someone who holds my heart before they hold my hand! Well, my friend, these are our legitimate wishes. We all need security before love, yearning for someone who misses our absence,

Their General Secondary Certificate and My Own

Even after all this time, I still remember the day the General Secondary Certificate results were announced. I went to my school alone that day. I wasn’t afraid but rather expectant. Everyone was present – teachers, classmates, and administrative staff. The first person I saw was my philosophy teacher. I shyly smiled at her, only