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Technology and Education Go Together

In 2023, Google launched a bold initiative called “Next Billion Users.” It was a global vision: bringing the internet to people in developing countries, most of whom had never used it before. The majority of these new users wouldn’t be sitting in front of desktop computers they would be holding smartphones. These were the

I Hate Benjamin (2–2)

And it is not only writers and intellectuals who have been swept into this snowball of hatred; it has grown to include Jewish rabbis themselves. Dozens of leftist Jewish rabbis in the United States were arrested after organizing a protest demanding immediate aid to Gaza and an end to the blockade on the Strip. The rabbis staged a sit-in

Poetry: The Deceit of the Journey

With steadfast tread I climbed triumph’s towering illusion, Mistaking vain success for life’s sovereign culmination. Dr. Sajid Hussain, a renowned poet from Rawalpindi, Punjab province of Pakistan shares his poetry on humanity and nature Dr. Sajid Hussain, born on February 1, 1969, in Morgah, Rawalpindi, Pakistan, is

Roses, Ruins, and Resistance:  Reading Ashraf Aboul-Yazid’s A Backyard Garden

Ashraf Aboul-Yazid’s A Backyard Garden is a profoundly human, polyphonic novel set in contemporary Egypt. It weaves together the lives of individuals in the village of Kafr El-Sarai, focusing particularly on the enigmatic figure of Sayyid Kamal—a hero of the Egyptian independence movement who retreats from public life to live

Poem: Whispers of a Butterfly

Whispers of a Butterfly In morning light, on petals fair, A butterfly floats through the air. With wings of silk and colors bright, She dances in the golden light. She flits from bloom to blooming rose, A painter where the wild wind blows. No map, no plan, no single sound, Just graceful swirls above the