LEARNING IS LIFE

 Uniformity and similarity are curse: A short Note Imagine a world where everyone looked the same- thought, and acted the exact same way. Such forced uniformity and similarity erase individuality, creativity, and progress. It creates a stagnant, uninspiring environment.In contrast, respect for diversity is a true boon. Just like a beautiful garden needs different flowers to thrive, society flourishes when we celebrate our unique backgrounds, ideas, and cultures. Diversity sparks innovation, teaches empathy, and builds resilient, harmonious communities. Always cherish and respect the differences that make each of us special. Two limericks on Unity in Diversity The world, a drab and boring scene, Where sameness made all things lean. But differences, a treasure, Bring joy beyond all measure, In varied hues, life's truly keen. When one accepts, and shares, and cares, And opens doors with loving airs, Then folks from every land, Can walk with hand-in-hand, And all our burdens, no one be...

  Yes, I Am a Resilient and Change Maker Cockroach The humble roach, in shadowed corners known, Now scuttles forth, a banner held on high. Gen Z has claimed it, strength it has outgrown The fear, the scorn, beneath a watchful eye. They’ll bend, not break, adapt to any plight, And in their numbers, seek a better way. "Secular, Socialist, Democratic, Lazy," they cry, A jibe at those who’d steal their present day. From viral screens, a digital command, Frustration’s fire, with memes and sharpest wit. Unemployment’s sting, corruption’s grasping hand, Ignites the Janta, makes their spirit fit. This Cockroach party, born of dark delight, Will roar for change, and set the darkness right.

LIMERICKS  Cockroach, online, with a gleam, Started a Gen Z meme stream. "Cockroach Janata Party!" shout, With dark jokes all about, "Our future's a digital dream!" ~*~ The CJP, quite the trending sight, Found youth's deep woes, day and through night. Jobless, dreams all leaked, Politics so bleak, Corruption's grip, fueled their just fight.

  GEN Z COUPLETS We, the young, the now, the bright, Born to screens, bathed in digital light. Skills Gen Z wield,  vibrant flow, But seeds of doubt begin to grow. Elections whisper, promises gleam, A tangled, twisted, broken dream. Deceitful shadows, power's cold hand, Oppression's grip across the land. Democracy's name, a hollow sound, Rights we cherish, nowhere found. Human dignity, a fading hue, Constitution's laws, no longer true. We see the cracks, the system's strain, A future built on loss and pain. Our talents bloom, but in a fray, Where trust is lost and rights betray. We're Gen Z, with futures bright, But broken promises dim our light. Electoral games, a twisted snare, Leave our hopes lost in despair. Deceitful hands, oppression's sting, No respect for rights, our voices ring. Democracy's dream, a fading gleam, Humanity's worth, a broken stream. Esteemed Gen Z, with talents bright, But elections, they betray our light. Deceitful systems, p...

Expectation of Gen Z from the System: A Poem A Gen Z plea, a hopeful start, For systems built with open heart. No more the old, the closed-off way, But bright inclusion, come what may. Let fairness lead, let kindness bloom, And mend the planet, chase the gloom. These are the hopes, the simple creed, For all to flourish, plant the seed. Success now wears a different face, Not just the climb, the hurried pace. But time for peace, for breath, for soul, Where mental health makes spirits whole. Where values weave through every thread, And purpose lights the path ahead. In new economies, a different call, For sharing, caring, standing tall. Let honesty be the steady light, And fairness shine, both day and night. We'll build together, hand in hand, A better future, for this land.

Wake Up Call of Zen G: Poem Screens glow bright, a digital hum, Ideas spread, no longer numb. Gen Z talk of a fair world anew, What's right, what's wrong, for me and you. Old ways questioned, the rules they bend, A different future, they want to send. Leaders listen, the powers that be, Must show their colours, for all to see. No lazy slouch, no zombie stare, Just thinkers crafting, beyond compare. Not addicts lost, or roaches hid, But builders of a digital bid. Support them now, this changing tide, In Digital India, stride by stride. Don't cast the blame, or point the finger, But change the systems, let them linger.

The Power of Gen Z: Better Listen and Reform Systems  POEM Born with screens, a digital dawn, Gen Z knows where futures spawn. With clicks and swipes, they find their way, Changing all, day after day. Ideas fly, a global hum, Old ways fade, new futures come. They speak their mind, with vibrant grace, Reshaping life, in every place. For fairness, truth, they raise a shout, Turning systems inside out. Clean ideas, a guiding light, Gen Z shines, ever so bright.

LIMERICKS  Beware of the man who says that he knows, Who says what's best for you, dictates how it goes. Rather discover 'why,' Question and verify, Say the wise, as the wind of truth blows. ~*~ A hoodwinker's belief, a cunning plea, To keep you bound, from being free. The wise said, "Beware! Question, seek, and dare, Discover truth, don't just agree!

  The Truth is Realised by Pure and Still Mind: A Poem Brahman, the One True Light, Made all that is, day and night. Knowing Brahman, freedom's door, Life's true aim, and nothing more. Beyond the thoughts, the busy head, Where mind and reason no more tread, A deeper Truth, so very fine, Vast and full, in all that shines. To realize Truth, pure-n-still mind's grace, A quietude, in time and space. When thoughts are calm, evils all gone, Brahman realized, the perfect dawn.

  MIND YOUR MIND: A POEM A thinking thing, the mind, Not dark, not bright, defined. It is, it is, no more, Just opens up the door. But when it loops and spins, On things that never wins, On touch and taste and sight, It fills the world with fight. This grasping, earthly way, Makes dark the brightest day. It ties us, holds us fast, A shadow meant to last. But if it clears and gleams, Like quiet, starlit streams, It shows a gentle path, Away from all the wrath. This truth for thoughts we keep, For wisdom buried deep. The mind, the thinking art, Can heal or tear apart.

 [1] 'Neath gas and oil's dark shroud, The virus whispered aloud. With bread and war's grim blight, True issues hid from sight, Dirty power played game, so proud. ~*~ [2] The rich play games, the script they weave, Survival's threat, they make us believe. A new world's born, they claim, A brand new, powerful name, The New World Order, we receive.

  On 18 May 2026, museums around the world come together to celebrate International Museum Day under the theme “Museums Uniting a Divided World”. The observance is coordinated by , International Council of Museums (ICOM).   The theme reaffirms the organisation’s longstanding commitment to strengthening the global museum community and advancing its social role. According to the organizers of the observance, this year’s theme highlights the powerful role museums play as bridges across cultural, social, and geopolitical divides, fostering dialogue, understanding, inclusion, and peace within and between communities worldwide. The theme highlights the potential of museums to nurture respectful dialogue without erasing differences and there is a need to  help societies engage with complexity constructively. Open and accessible to all, museums foster diversity, sustainability, and social cohesion. I think, for school kids, the interactive museum exhibits can work as tools fo...

 The Saga Dawa festival is being celebrated in Arunachal Pradesh, which has a sizable number of the followers of  Mahayana Buddhist communities like the Monpas. It is a highly significant, sacred month-long festival marking the birth, enlightenment, and passing away of Gautama Buddha, informs a facebook friend by sending an inset poster. The significance of the festival is illustrated by an an acrostic on SAGA DAWA S: Sacred month, where blessings do abound, A: All three great moments on hallowed ground. G: Growth from birth, to wisdom's clear bright light, A: And peace in Nirvana, shining ever bright. A: Deep devotion, in lamps that softly gleam, A: All chanting prayers, a spiritual dream. W: Wishes offered, in acts of pure delight, A: And merits grow, with all our loving might.

  J KRISHNAMURTI ON TRUTH  I maintain that truth is a pathless land, and you cannot approach it by any path whatsoever, by any religion, by any sect... Truth, being limitless, unconditioned, unapproachable by any path whatsoever, cannot be organized There is no path to truth. Truth is not to be understood through any system or any path. What the mind seeks it will find; what it finds will not be the truth. Truth is not something to be remembered, stored up, recorded, and then brought out. What is accumulated is not truth Truth cannot be given to you by somebody. You have to discover it; and to discover there must be a state of mind in which there is direct perception.... Truth cannot be copyrighted or stored up as intellectual property because the moment you "know" something as a concept, it ceases to be the living truth ~ J Krishnamurti INSPIRED POEM Leave thoughts behind, let intellect cease, To find the Truth, the infinite peace. Beyond the mind, a subtle gleam, Unseen, un...

 On the occasion of World Telecommunication and Information Society Day (WTISD), May 17, 2026, the UN called on governments, industry, and communities to strengthen the digital lifelines that keep the world running.  "In a world that increasingly depends on uninterrupted connectivity, the resilience of our digital networks is essential. Digital lifelines – terrestrial networks, submarine cables, satellites, and data systems – form the backbone of our communities and economies," stated the UN. The theme of the observance this year "Digital Lifelines—strengthening resilience in a connected world," is focusing on keeping communication and information systems safe, secure, and operational during crises. Based on the Wikipedia and e-gyankosh, an information society is a post-industrial society where the creation, distribution, and manipulation of information are the primary economic, political, and cultural activities. Driven by digital advancements, it relies on informa...

  Today, May 17, 2026. the Jains are celebrating the Garbh Kalyanak of Lord Ajitanatha, the second Jain Tirthankara. He was bBorn in Ayodhya, and  his name signifies "the unconquerable one"— referencing his ultimate victory over inner sins and worldly attachments to get liberated.  In Jainism, self-restraint is the cornerstone of Tapas or austerity, serving as the active means to burn away karmic impurities and progress toward spiritual liberation. Far from mere physical mortification, victory on sensual and mental evils leading to inner and outer discipline to shield the soul from worldly attachments. Here are a few couplets on Jainism The soul, the self, not bound by flesh, Beyond the seen, a spirit fresh. The world outside, a foggy guise, Keeps truth from our awakened eyes. The soul divine, in all resides, Non-injury, where pure truth hides. To let things go, the human quest, To find true self, and be at rest.

I ntroductory Cockroach farming  is done in a few countries and hilly tribal regions of the world. It is a rapidly expanding industrial sector, primarily in China, and surrounding regions where billions of these insects are bred in technologically-facilitated and climate-controlled facilities for protein rich food, medicine, animal feed, and waste management  Ode to the Esteemed Cockroach Oh, humble cockroach, protein's delight, For humans and beasts, a nourishing sight. Your body, a bounty, rich and sound, On farms you're cultivated, on fertile ground. A healer too, in ancient lore, With drinks you're mixed, to help restore. To keep us fit, a healthy brew, A medicinal marvel, for me and you. Yet, scorned you are, your name a curse, A low comparison, for something worse. But feeding on the lowly, is no disgrace, True respect is earned, in time and space. Be not ignorant, with minds so small, For all beings have worth, stand up tall. Like youth you are, uniquely made, Do not...

LIMERICK 1  Cockroach esteemed, quite a treat, For livestock and humans to eat. With protein galore, And cures to explore, A dash in your drink, you can't beat! ~*~ LIMERICK 2 And a pest, you named me with scorn, Because on lower life I'd been born. But respect you must earn, Or a lesson you'll learn, Don't be ignorant, lest you be torn.

 International Day of Living Together in Peace (IDLTP) is proclaimed and championed by the UN to promote enduring peace, tolerance, inclusion, solidarity, and harmony among diverse global communities. .It is observed annually on May 16. The 2026 theme of the observance is "Building Trust through Dialogue, Inclusion and Reconciliation" in the present times by strain and uncertainty. It needs to understood that peace does not rest on uniformity, rather grows when people choose to listen, make room for one another and protect the dignity of those whose experiences, beliefs and backgrounds may differ from their own, informed the UN. The UN feels that exclusion, discrimination and impunity deepen grievances, while respect for human rights helps build trust and strengthen social cohesion The UN has urged for greater inclusion and unity in the face of hate speech and discrimination. We need to begin to repair damaged relationships, ease tensions, and create the conditions for peace ...

Measure of Ban on Gold Selling and Buying: Limerick  The law-chief declared, with a sigh - Our coffers are empty, oh my! No gold to be bought, But lootings were wrought, So guardians watched gold, passing by.!

 Shed the dread of death. it's new beginning:  A poem The ending fills us with a chilling dread, A vast unknown, a shadow we can't chart. Our little minds can't grasp the final fade, A change of form, a worldly life depart. It’s not annihilation, this strange role, A natural passing, making spirits whole. Deem death a phase within life's art, A shift in being, not a final start. Awareness guides us to the unknown goal, A transformation, not a stark black hole. Embrace the truth, this ever-present chart, That death's renewal is life's truest art.

  INSPIRED POEM The world, a fleeting, painted show, A mist that fades as breezes blow. It shifts and turns, a whispered lie, Beneath a vast and changing sky. Your breath, a spark, a fragile flame, Soon to be quenched, lost to the game. Your flesh, a vessel made of dust, Returns to earth, as all things must. The scrolls of old, the preacher's plea, The words of men, they cannot be The solid ground on which to stand, They crumble in your open hand. So find the truth within your soul, And make your spirit strong and whole. For in yourself, the answer lies, Beneath your own discerning eyes. When falsehood's mask you cast aside, And in your inner self confide, Then freedom's dawn, you shall behold, A liberation, brave and bold.

 "NATION FIRST' POLITICS: LIMERICS A leader, "Nation First!" he cried, Demanded sacrifices and pride. While tight grip he did seize, Crushing freedoms with ease, Liberties nowhere to hide. The ruler, with threat in his eye, Cried, "Danger! We're doomed if we try To think on our own! Give freedoms we've known, For safety, so you won't ask why!" The grand King cried, "Danger is near!" To make dissent sound like pure fear. "For unity's sake, Great sacrifice you'll make!" Then silenced all the dissent, it's clear.

  Free HVP Vaccine Drive and Opposition to It The Indian Government started a free HPV vaccination campaign across the country in February this year. This initiative targets girls aged 14, those who have turned 14 but are not yet 15, to help prevent cervical cancer. The focus is on a single-dose schedule the vaccine. The campaign will last for three months at government centers, primarily in schools, with the goal of reaching 1.15 crore girls through the U-WIN digital platform.  Activists and human rights advocates view this as unethical, claiming that village and tribal girls are being used as 'guinea pigs' due to mandatory participation enforced by government machinery. In other news, there have been lawsuits related to the Gardasil HPV vaccine, with hundreds of individuals alleging they experienced serious injuries after receiving the vaccine. The plaintiffs argue that the safety profile of the vaccine was misrepresented and that there was a failure to adequately inform abo...

 Kalnemi: A word in focus and a limerick In Hindu mythology, Kalnemi is a Rakshasa sent by Ravana to kill Hanuman while fetching the Sanjeevani herb. He symbolizes deception, appearing as a saint to trick devotees. Purportedly, he represents hidden dangers and hypocrisy or deceit, to be beware of, informs a Google AI prompt. Early this year, Shankaracharya Swami Avimukteshwaranand Saraswati described Kalanemi as a demon who wears the robe of a saint, saying, "Look here, the robe is of a saint, but cow slaughter is happening' in UP. Literal meaning of the world is ' the felly of the wheel of time.' The word has gained currency in Indian politics since law makers are described as 'kalnemis' whose words and actions are at odds. Kalnemi Limerick Kalanemi, with a grin so sly, Pretended good, beneath a lie. With a smile and a wink, Devout folk would think, Then steal their trust, way up high.

 It has been notified by the Haryana Tourism Department that the 11th International Gita Mahotsav (IGM) 2026 is scheduled to take place in Kurukshetra, Haryana, from November 20–29, 2026, with primary events located at Brahma Sarovar. According to the organizers, the Celebration of Gita Mahotsav brings a moral and cultural resurgence among the people. It becomes even more relevant today as we are living in challenging times. The prime objective of celebrating the festival of Gita Jayanti is to enlightened the people by immortal and intangible heritage of Bhagavad Gita- the song celestial. The Government of Haryana is Celebrating Gita Mahotsav festival in collaboration with Kurukshetra Development Board in the city of Kurukshetra Since year 1989. In the beginning, only religious and cultural programmers were organized by the religious organizations and the Kurukshetra Development Board, but later on a wide range of social, cultural, academic programes got incorporated with the festi...

  The feminine traits as elicited from the Bhagavad Gita are summarized here as a poetic acrostic on FEMININITY as follows ACROSTIC ON FEMINITY F: F eelings shared, a gentle hand, E: E legant charm across the land. M: M indful stance, an adoring heart, I: I dolized grace, a work of art. N: N urturing touch, a loving care, I: I ntelligence bright, beyond compare. N: N ever wavering, true and bold, I: I nspiring stories to be told. T: T hrough trials faced, she stands so tall, Y: Y earning for peace, embracing all.

When words and actions are at odds: Limerick s A leader declared, "Fuel must be curbed!" But his trips, on screens, were quite superb. His followers blind, Left reason behind, While the gas tanks were clearly disturbed. ~*~ Keep leaders in your sight, Through mists of claim and might. With fearful lore, They rule and more, And keep their power tight.

Leadership Legitimacy: Creating and Thriving in Crisis   LIMERICKS  A leader with a worried frown, Cried, "Danger lurks all over town!" Then, "Follow me!" "For safety, see!" And all the sheep just waddled down. A ruler, quite keen with a flair, Made crises that filled up the air. With loud, smoky boasts, He'd silence the ghosts Of debts and of scandals laid bare. When crises loom, a leader's plea, "Just do as I say, trust in me!" With stern decree, They set you 'free,' To follow their commands, you see.

 Today's National Technology Day, May 11: Quintains on Special Days On days meant for true reform's decree, A show of "caring," for all eyes to see. With flags and with flair, A token affair, While problems stay stuck, as they used to be. A day for cause, once pure and bright, Now wears a sponsor's shiny light. With logos grand, And selling planned, Good works are just a brand, alright. Some days are made to cheer, But the powers that be hold dear. They're slick and they're neat, For profits they meet, And what's truly meant disappears.

POEM   A spark within, a thinking seed, Born to grow, to learn, to heed. Our minds, a river, wide and free, To shape a world for all to see. A thinking seed, inside us grows, Dynamic mind, where knowledge flows. Tends to learn and change, day by day, In its own curious, winding way. Markets' hand, a dimmed light, Shaping thoughts through darkest night. Behaviour becomes a tangled thread, From all we're told and all we've read. Controls on mind from elite streams, Whispers of imposed hopes and dreams. Desire's pull, a siren's call, Expectations rise and fall. Mis-education's a steady guide, Emotions surge, a restless tide. Through senses keen, markets we taste, Each input felt, no moment waste. So minds that soar, and seek the new, Are shaped by all the market through. Dance of elite and of the tame, Human mind made markets' game. What we are told, what we believe, The feelings that our hearts receive. The world outside, it shapes our view, Making old thought...

  Mother's Love A gentle hand, a steady gaze, Through stormy nights and sunlit days. Her heart, a calm and quiet space, Holds love for you with gentle grace. Her thoughts, like water, clear and bright, Reflect a pure and guiding light. She nurtures dreams, she soothes each fear, Her presence always, ever near. In her embrace, a truth you find, Life's deepest meaning, intertwined. A sacred gift, from skies above, This ever-present, holy love. Divine it is, this bond so true, This love that lives, dear mother, in you. So offer love, with all your might, And prove that love makes life so bright..

  An Ode to Mother on Mother's Day Oh, Mother, life's a wondrous art, A selfless angel in my heart. Your love, a gift that knows no end, On your nurturance, I depend. You are my haven, safe and warm and true, My inspiration, in all that I do. A guiding light, when shadows start to creep, My strength in trials, secrets that I keep. Your love, unspoken, etched within my soul, Nurturing spirit, making me feel whole. A tribute to your gentle, tender grace, Forever held within this hallowed space. Within my soul, your love does gleam, My constant truth, my waking dream!

      India’s scriptures have been telling the glory of the mother since ancient times. Mother's love, affection and compassion have been described as ‘incomparable’.     Scriptures also tell that we need to cherish our birthplace and feet of our mothers more than all our material comforts elsewhere.     The Sanskrit word for mother is Matri which in Hindi means Poojniya or ‘worth worshipping’. Here are a few one-liners in Sanskrit that glorify the place of mothers in our life.  (1) Sanskrit: जननी जन्मभूमिश्च स्वर्गदपि गरीयसी I Hindi:   जननी और जन्मभूमि स्वर्ग से भी बढ़कर है। English: Mother and motherland are superior even to heaven. (2) Sanskrit: माता गुरूतरा भूमेः I Hindi: माता इस भूमि से कहीं अधिक भारी होती हैं। English: Mothers are heavier / more significant than this land (3)  Sanskrit: नास्ति मातृ समो गुरु I Hindi: मां से बढ़कर कोई गुरु नहीं है I English: There is no guru better than mother. (4) San...