The Chhotanagpur plateau, home to the Asur tribe, reveals a rich cultural tapestry shaped by ancient metallurgical practices. Once adept at eco-friendly iron smelting, the Asurs, classified as a Particularly Vulnerable Tribal Group, face declining traditions amid modern industrialisation. Despite cultural erosion and economic challenges, efforts to preserve their heritage are emerging, highlighting the importance of maintaining their unique connection to history and ecology.
At Delhi airport, amid echoing announcements and rolling suitcases, Aranjit pressed a signed copy of Call of the Wild into my hands. Years folded like wings. His stories drifted through me—moonlit verandas, creaking stairs, and that breathless pause where memory meets mystery, reminding me that friendship, like storytelling, survives distance and time in quiet, luminous, unforgettable shared moments together forever.
A quiet walk brought me to an empty Chinese tearoom in Erbil, where Ba Bao Cha—Eight Treasure Tea—slowly unfurled in a glass vessel, blending time and tranquility. Gentle sweetness, floral whispers, and stillness combined in a cup, transforming an unplanned pause into a lasting memory.
The journey to the Mahabodhi Temple offered serene moments of reflection during a ritual that honored Siddhartha’s spiritual path. Visiting the Dungeshwari Caves and the Niranjana River highlighted pivotal transformations in his quest for enlightenment. Ultimately, the trip became a meaningful pilgrimage, enriching the travelers through resilience, companionship, and introspection.
The day commenced with health concerns, but a determination to explore prevailed. Visits to the Vishnupad Temple and Mangla Gauri Shaktipeeth deepened spiritual connections. Despite physical challenges, anticipation drove the journey to Bodhgaya, culminating at Mahabodhi Mahavihara Temple. The day ended with a meal, gratitude, and the enriching experience of cultural exploration.
When cancelled flights erased a long-awaited reunion, we chose stillness over disappointment. A quiet journey to Gaya–Bodhgaya replaced celebration with contemplation. Amid crowds, fatigue, and faith, the trip reminded me that meaning often emerges not from perfect plans, but from the grace of acceptance.
On a cool December evening in Erbil, I walked without a set direction, letting the festive lights inspire my thoughts. I paused unexpectedly at the Vinery Café, savoring an affogato—a mix of hot espresso and cold ice cream. In this simple combination, I found a reflection of life: opposites like bitter and sweet, hot and cold, liquid and solid coming together to create something unexpectedly complete.
The branch gate stood open in the quiet of the night, while two bankers raced back imagining audits, explanations, and career obituaries. What they found instead was a customer standing guard—not for the bank, but for his wife’s gold pledged inside. Some controls are written in manuals; others are enforced at home.
AI isn’t the villain of our story; it’s the loudspeaker. It takes our ancient habits—bias, outrage, overconfidence—and broadcasts them at machine speed. The real danger isn’t sentient silicon, but humans wielding powerful tools while still arguing about potato-to-dough ratios with the confidence of constitutional scholars.
In 1852, Radhanath Sikdar, a Bengali mathematician, discovered that Peak XV was the world's highest mountain, later named Mount Everest. His groundbreaking calculations were overshadowed by British imperial bias, as the peak was named after a British official. Sikdar's contributions to the Great Trigonometrical Survey were largely ignored, encapsulating the colonial erasure of non-Western intellectual achievements.
