When the results of my grade 10 national examinations, then known as the SLC, were announced 22 years ago, my elder brother was in Tehrathum’s headquarters Myanglung—a small isolated town in the remote eastern hills.
Our Election Commission (EC) wallahs tell our political parties to follow the election code of conduct but as always, our chors know only how to break the rules and not worry because they can get away with it.
Plagiarism in intellectual work is stealing someone else’s ideas and/or words and passing them on as one’s own. For academics in many parts of the world, it is a career-ending moral crime because our enterprise of knowledge production relies fundamentally on trust between member practitioners.
Ten years is a long time. People change, places change, even your perspective changes. What then struck me as refreshing is that when I recently revisited Janakpur, after 10 years, I felt that much of this vibrant city had stayed the same.
Kathmandu’s stock as an artistic city that hosts art exhibitions throughout the year is burgeoning. But it is not often that one gets to visit the studio of an artist and see what goes behind bringing the final product available for public viewing.
A visit to Siddhartha Art Gallery in Babermahal in the next few weeks will set you up for an encounter with some large-scale paintings depicting, mostly centrally composed, nude human figures painted using a palette dominated by hues of ochre, umber and sienna.
While many voters across the nation have a premonition that political candidates will become indifferent to their needs once elected into office, Muslims voters living in the Far-Western hills of Province 7 lament that the candidates vying for electoral seats have not even stopped to listen to their plights.