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From Egypt to India… on the wings of travel literature

This morning, I had the pleasure of attending the public defense held by Tongan Government College in Tirur, affiliated with the University of Calicut, Kerala, India. The defense was for Professor Mohamed Said, who successfully obtained his PhD for his dissertation on Egyptian travel literature about India since 1947, with a special

Like a Single Word – Poetry from Korea

The sky and the earth are the lips of eternity. There, We live like a single word… Siyoung Doung, a poet from Korea, the Land of Morning Calm, shares her poetry Poet Siyoung Doung, hailing from Korea, the Land of Morning Calm, graduated from the Department of Korean Language and Literature at Dongguk University and

Dandrawi’s Portraits and Miniatures

Today’s guest at the gallery is artist Ahmed Abdel Wahab Al-Dandrawi (born in 1980 in Dendera, Qena Governorate, Egypt). He graduated from the Faculty of Fine Arts in Luxor in 2002, specializing in Graphic Arts. In 2010, he obtained a diploma from the Higher Institute of Folk Arts at the Academy of Arts in Cairo. He served as the Head

Transformation of Love Marriages into Arranged Marriages

In my Valentine’s Day message, I discussed how the tradition of secret love (களவு) marriages in India was gradually corrupted into arranged marriages due to the influx of Aryans into South Asia between 1000 BC and 1000 AD. In this blog, I will explore how the Dravidian society in the Levant region was similarly influenced by Aryan

How a Mega Dam Disrupts the Flow of Water – and Money

At the peak of summer monsoon, I woke to rain pelting the tinned roof. The noise hurt my eardrums. Surely venturing onto the river in this weather would be disastrous. I was hoping that Bimal would not call. But he did. A few hours later, we were on the banks of the Subansiri River waiting for our ride, a wooden boat piloted by a man named