I say'no
I would say “I don’t know”
For any of the science or computer query “no”
They will look at my face and pose another question
I will call them near and peacefully mention
The world has moved very fast
The children have no end to last
You can’t answer to their questions
As we are ignorant about its solutions
We were confined to simple mathematics
There was no word like advance statistics
Algebra and trigonometry were totally new subjects
Life was suddenly changing very fast in fact
Russians had just put a sputnik in the space
There after started the real competition or race
Some of the subjects were added in syllabus
There after it was new adventure in science after Columbus
Today you see the weight of books carried by students
Small children are heavily laden with contents
Of course they as smart as adult person of our age
We feel poor animal in recent times confined in the cage
They are very much prone to new subjects
They pick up easily and arrive at concluding act
They will show anxiety in knowing something more
I will silently withdraw in corner and deplore
Many people might be feeling really unlucky
To have heard about improvement in latest technology
Yet it is reality and we got to confirm our backwardness
World has really changed and come out with altogether new face
If children feel superior to us then credit goes to education
It is moral boosting for them to have witnessed such an elevation
Everything thing is available in mini sized computer
They need no one for help such as expert tutor
I feel greatly relieved to know about their progress
They are independent now and have full access
They can augment their knowledge form external source
Parents are not worried not to know more and exert the force
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Let the children read
People are waiting for the King
To safe broken heart and safe life
People who are busy to erase their sin
But some people still searching
How to manage this difficult life
The rest are trying to help poor people
I am an ordinary people
Who has an ordinary heart
I don't have power to save this world
But i want to learn to care
Because i realize i live not for this world
I live for the next step with my King
If it is possible
I want to help many children around me
Who feel hunger of education
but do not have money
I wish i can get scholarship one day
But, when i see those little children
Better, if i can help them
Teach them
Make them read
So they will know science and the truth
I hope... i can help myself first
So, i can help them and my family
Because children deserve to have education
Children should have many dreams
Children should feel safe
No more tears to this world for them
Bag, Pen and Pencils
'I need bag, pen and pencils'
Books and uniform are shown costly in bills
Mother has sold some of the metal utensils
I look helpless, sore and awkwardly feel
Whole world is open to me for struggle
How long parent can support and be able?
What can a little boy think of bright future?
I have no answer and not very much sure
Education has become now profession
It must be admitted with true confession
What are we going to impart to the children?
When they have no slight idea about future even
I recall those early days and feel elated
Teachers were seen with honor and highly respected
They may offer any kind of assistance at odd hours
Teaching profession was considered best and seen with honor
Each and every boy was known by face
There were sometimes health race
For open competition and scoring the marks
But not of today's schools as they are like big sharks
If you go by standard then poor parent can hardly afford
They have nothing to offer and look forward
The schools running with aid can hardly offer
The child may find only darkness in future
You can see the heavy school bag behind the back
The students have everything at stake
Right from lunch box to the subjects
Home work is already done and now time to act
We are offering different world and open sky
They have only to follow mad race and try
Who know what will they be tomorrow?
If circumstances are favored and allowed
They are future for country
But not all are happy
Only few can scale the ladder and occupy
Rest all watch helplessly and try
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I find many adults are put off when young children pose scientific questions. Why is the Moon round? the children ask. Why is grass green? What is a dream? How deep can you dig a hole? When is the world’s birthday? Why do we have toes? Too many teachers and parents answer with irritation or ridicule, or quickly move on to something else: ‘What did you expect the Moon to be, square?’ Children soon recognize that somehow this kind of questions annoys the grown-ups. A few more experiences like it, and another child has been lost to science. Why adults should pretend to omniscience before 6-year-olds, I can’t for the life of me understand. What’s wrong with admitting that we don’t know something? Is our self-esteem so fragile?
Carl Sagan in The Demon-Haunted World: Science as a Candle in the Dark
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Love Science
Ive been around the world, Im going around again
I got a new word up, gonna lay it on my friends
Im still too young, Ive got these emotions in my blood
But when I grow up, gonna be a scientist of love
Working on, love science
Got to know, love science
Show the world, love science
How to be a scientist of love
Tell my friends, love science
Take a chance, love science
Give it up, love science
Im a scientist of love
Feel the power, love science
Study hard, love science
Know the truth, love science
Be a scientist of love
Choose a plan, love science
Pick em up, put em down, love science
Bring it on home, love science
Got to be a scientist of love
Hey you!
Sometimes you get screwed up, and youre looking for a cure
But you dont want to see just another amateur
I know the kind of expert you must be thinking of
Go out and find yourself a scientist of love
Some say that loves a game, a random circumstance
Im not the type to leave that kind of thing to chance
You might sit back and wait, but Im taking off the gloves
Im gonna crack this case like a scientist of love
1, 2, 3!
If loves what we want, if loves what we need
Why cant we make love from suspicion and greed?
If loves what we want, if loves what we need
Why cant we make love?
Ive got no time to waste just waiting for the bus
This is the place, the space to get down and serious
School is in, the lab is open for research
I do declare that love is a walking, talking church
Ive got to quell the beast, be a credit to my sex
Ive got to give at least as much as I expect
Cant get no rest til I discover what I need
Gotta start somewhere, that why I believe, believe, believe
Believe the word, love science
Party down, love science
Thinking hard, love science
How to be a scientist of love
Place to place, love science
Hour to hour, love science
Cant hold back, love science
Got to be a scientist of love
Sexy girl, love science
Manish boy, love science
Take the course, love science
And be a scientist of love
In your face, love science
Outer space, love science
Heres a taste, love science
Got to be a scientist of love
If loves what we want, if loves what we need
Why cant we make love in a love factory?
If loves what we want, if loves what we need
Why cant we make love?
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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The difference between science and the fuzzy subjects is that science requires reasoning while those other subjects merely require scholarship.
quote by Robert A. Heinlein
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See The Children
(la la la la la la la...)
I stopped the car
The other day
I had to ask a little
Girl the way
I thought she'd show me
Better if she got inside
And once inside
I thought i'd taker her
For a little ride...
So i see the children
Feel the children
See the children
Feel the children
All the time...
See the children
Feel the children
See the children
Feel the children
All the time...
I'm a supermarket santa
Underneath the christmas tree
The little one all like to
Come and sit upon my knee
I have to hold them tightly
'cause they fall to the floor
A little concern ain't
Against the law...
So i see the children
Feel the children
See the children
Feel the children
All the time
See the children
(something something something??) all the time
I pass by the infant school
Every single day
I push sweeties through the fence
But the kids just run way
I only want to talk with them
And join in their fun
But all the little children do
Is run run run run run run run run...
(la la la la la la, la la la la la la..etc..)
See the children
Feel the children all the time..
See the children
Feel the children
See the children
Feel the children
All the time........
song performed by by Cure
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How Does It Feel
How does it feel"
I'm not afraid of anything
I just need to know that I can breath
I don't need much of anything
But suddenly, suddenly
I am small and the world is big
All around me is fast moving
Surrounded by so many things
But suddenly, suddenly
How does it feel,
to be different from me?
Are we the same?
How does it feel,
to be different from me?
Are we the same?
How does it feel?
I'm young, and I am free
But I get tired, and I get weak
I get lost, and I can't sleep
But suddenly, suddenly
How does it feel,
to be different from me?
Are we the same?
How does it feel,
to be different from me?
Are we the same?
How does it feel?
Would you comfort me
Would you cry with me;
Ahh, ahh, ahh-ah
ahh, ahh-ah
ahh, ahh-ah
ahh, ahh-ah
Ahh, ahh, ahh-ah
ahh, ahh-ah
ahh, ahh-ah
ahh, ahh-ah
I am small and the world is big
But I'm not afraid of anything;
How does it feel,
to be different from me?
Are we the same?
How does it feel,
to be different from me?
Are we the same?
How does it feel,
to be different from me?
Are we the same?
How does it feel,
to be different from me?
Are we the same?
How does it feel
How does it feel
Different from me, different...
How does it feel
How does it feel
Different from me, different...
How does it feel
How does it feel
Different from me, different...
How does it feel
How does it feel
Different from me
(ahh, ahh, ahh-ah;
ahh-ah,
ahh-ah,
ahh, ahh, ahh-ah;
ahh-ah,
ahh-ah)
song performed by by Avril Lavigne
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Peaceful mind
"Some thing is not there" I cried
"It is missing some where" I decried
Wealth is in plenty and in abundance
I am richest person in world by chance
Two sons, daughters and relatives all stand
They know me well and coolly understand
I need something else to feel satisfied
As they are very close but whole life lied
What made me to feel at uneasiness?
Why was there not all happiness on face?
"If I had no wealth" would they have stood by?
I desperately searched to find answer and made frantic try
No answer came by but added new feature
Now what I understood is naked fact for sure
All are aligned to me for one reason or another
Otherwise there is no wife, children or brother
I will be no more in few more days
That will open free fight for them anyway
There will be tug of war for inheriting fortune
Everybody will be surprised to find none
I have taken full care of my empire
There is hardly anything to acquire
I have left enough for destitute and poor
I shall have some joy to feel them near
Not that I have left them bare handed
Enough care has been taken to see they are not landed
In troubles and face lot many problems
As everything is now dependant on them
I was restless with only one fear
That they may fight over wealth among dear ones
This should not create bad blood and maintain harmony with peace
Life then would pose no problem for them to live at ease
With this little assurance provided by peaceful mind
I turned my eyes to look at them very kind
I smiled at them with great satisfaction
That itself was source of less worry with good indication
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Already built
Time cycle may repeat and change
We got to be aware and manage
You have come off with the age
Knowledge is limitless and can’t be confined to cage
The advice sometimes may fall on deaf ears
They may learn later with passing of years
The nature may not change as that of sun and moon
They may have full knowledge of it soon
Parents have to take little care
The children should be made fully aware
We push them before the idiot box
Only to realize that it is hoax
Children may preserve nature
As they will see without it no future
Something may prove its futility
They will turn absolute things in good quality
The may not have ground to play
They may be staying little away
Yet they got to match with changing world
World should remain within their reach and fold
Today life may be meaningless if you keep aloof
You need no witness or any proof
All factors are leading and showing result
The strong foundation is already built
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Children?
Children are the easily led,
Their learning is profound,
Their lift is happy and proud,
Why do parents forgive them?
We produce the fellow children
To lift and uplift each of us
When there happens a life.
Children need growth to boast,
To live and outlive, to death is their journey
After a life of straightforward happiness and bliss.
Felt good? Why children? Because, say Children,
We live among others who are like the mothers
In the land we call Children.
Child after child shall learn of the existing ones
That need admirals and generals of late.
The defence of a child is the greatest concern,
And I laugh at one who destroys life,
Ever in turmoil is a child because of this act.
Children will be enough to be today.
Children can upset no one who is old and ancient,
Selfless students are children.
However much you push and pull at the threads that children weave
And sort, and spread, and sew,
The adult will sew better and more often than a child.
That is the secret, children.
poem by Naveed Akram
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As He Does
No one pursues the goal as he does
With fast spaces he walks or goes
The honorable animal called teacher or guide
You can’t go. Question or politely confide
Gray hair speaks about long experience
The topics are discussed with length and at variance
No soul or life is seen through out the discussion
He is all alone in the midst of all confusion
All the subjects cover fancy ideas with imagination
It may have only irrelevance and no relation
The literature covers nothing but pure dreamy land
Authors impose their ideas and bring tragic end
Some of the hidden theme is brilliantly projected
As if whole energy has come to him to be injected
We silently watch his deep involvement with the subject
For him it is devotion and totally different act
He is not the different animal
Totally different personality and ideological
He wants to boom the flowers in desert
It is his wish that pupil turn out to be very smart
Nevertheless, he has dominant position
No one can dare or raise the question
He has exclusive rights for any queries
The students are left with fewer worries
No one may like his appearance
But can’t be neglected at once
He is super guide and beacon
With his any thing can be lost or won
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Poet Sajid Khan's Background.
Our Background
We have figured out what is wisdom and how it can be created on a mass scale.
Wisdom is the wealth of intelligence and just like wealth, wisdom is
nothing on its own! Just like wealth has to be in something else like
gold, real estate, stocks, bank balance etc. Again wisdom is like a
house. A house is the sum of its parts. A house is nothing without its
building blocks. Similarly wisdom is nothing without/but its building
blocks. The building block of wisdom is selflessness. By creating
selflessness we create wisdom.
We have quantified the mind and now emotions can be measured. We are
founders of Wisdom Day, Pure Happiness Seminars, 'Who am I' seminars,
'Third Eye' seminars. We have developed the idea of 'WisdomLand',
'Brain Power Clubs', 'Shy Power Club' and The Wisdom Express. We even
have wisdom toys.
The world is at a loss of how to solve the economic mess. We have the
answers. The human self runs on two wheels. One is intelligence and
the other is emotional-intelligence/wisdom. For intelligence we have
hundreds of subjects and for emotional-intelligence/wisdom we have
zero subjects. As a result we educate only half our brains. Naturally
the wheel of emotional intelligence is punctured. And every time we
try to fix this education mess we go back to improving intelligence
education. Leaving emotional intelligence as punctured as ever;
resulting in developing imperfect minds and imperfect brains for over
80% of the population.
Michael Gazzaniga the foremost expert on the brain and mind concludes
in his latest best seller, for a call to arms. “Understanding how to
develop a vocabulary for these layered interactions (between the left
and right brain and between brain and mind) , for me, ” he writes,
“constitutes the scientific problem of the century.” This is exactly
the problem we recognized 40 years ago and we have now solved.
We have figured out the difference between brain and mind. The
education mess is due to the fact man has cutting edge education to
educate the mind and has no idea how to educate the brain. In simple
terms one can say that we keep our homes clean; we keep our cars and
our offices spic and span and when it comes to our own brains and
minds we keep them dirty; full of defective memories/knowledge. We
have developed education for cleaning up the brain.
We have invented this whole new wisdom industry that will generate
wisdom education, creation of text books, with exercises and lessons,
training for teachers and parents, and 'pure happiness' counselors
etc., wisdom coaching for adults, groups and countries, toys that
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sitcoms, TV talk shows, movies etc.; and Wisdom Theme Parks, Wisdom
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world...We can create this wisdom industry in every country and use
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economics as well as the poverty of the mind.
We have over 1200 articles on wisdom education which you may please
google, '4th r foundation' to review. We have the answers that the
world has been looking for since the ancient times.
Please be free to use our ideas in your educational institutions.
kind regards
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President
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poem by Sajid Khan
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I Do Not Feel Very Poetic Today
I do not feel very poetic today-
And now I make that feeling the ‘subject’ of a poem-
Once Poetry seemed to be confined
To certain more sublime subjects -
But in our time
When every Form seems to expand to take into itself its opposite
Poetry makes itself of the non- poetic also -
There is no subject apparently
Which is non- poetic
Once a poem is written about it-
I do not feel very poetic today
And these plain and unbeautiful lines
This awkward presentation
Is what I am capable of
Poem or not,
I have written it now.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Informatics/Computer Science has become a science because it uses methods, techniques and tools to investigate their objects and processes that define and operating. Scientific Treasure of Informatics is the result of symbiosis of knowledge and research and other sciences from (mathematics, cybernetics, microelectronics, physics, chemistry, etc.) and which methods and techniques, and using special devices (computer systems-computers) process information and knowledge which must interpret them, transform them and communicate them.
Marin Vlada in ICVL Project - News Technologies in Education and Research (2015)
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We're looking at Earth science, observing our planet. Also space science, looking at the ozone in the atmosphere around our Earth. Also looking at life science. And on a human level, using ourselves as test subjects.
quote by Laurel Clark
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Long live our king! (a skit poetry)
Among the rats, the king asked his subjects
to democratise education in his la, la land
with the best intention to make them understand
the essence of the ‘king' but Karl raised the
validity of teaching English in their country
but the ghost of globalisation out of the grave
to hover in every sphere including science
and technology, Komsky from the first world
with a heart of that third, a sympathiser of the
poor and the hater of the war, had an effective
mechanism to bring equilibrium in society eroding
away inequality, the head of the powerful committee
Pack brought out in a nick of time from the neck of
the jar of nectar : learning to know, learning to do,
learning to be, learning to live together; eureka! Eureka!
jumped up the king and started shouting ‘education for
all and all are allowed to access education, equality and
justice for all except the king as he is the head of the state
among us equals'
poem by Abdul Wahab
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When Children Pray
Children only kneel when some incident causes great fear
Children only cry when they feel alone and threatened
Children live by a strong faith that is scare these days
Children will bare any type of pain if they feel it will ease the hate
And those times when children pray those times are when god can do nothing but, obey
Children the ask for happiness and they are the light of day
Yet we let millions of these treasures starve for attention
Children look at war but, look away
Its times like these when children prayers save the day
In this world of lost souls what more could one wish for than just pure hope
They are bright as stars that glitter
And all they shed is grace
With sticky fingers from exploring the juices mother earth bares
And their innocence laying bare
And simple truths spew from their rosy lips
Children pray but only when they can feel the end is near
And their love is a sudden rush that only causes forgiveness
Perfect smiles they wear upon their face
And children never hold any disgrace
Light shallow dreams of making the world a better place
When children kneel that is for which they will pray
Children only pray when in doubt
And their voices portray light fears
All a child wants to see is the new day break
And when that thought is threatened children kneel and pray
poem by Victoria Martinez
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On Her Face
I could see some anxieties on her face
They were clearly visible with wrinkles
She tried not to hide but definitely revealed
Those days were painful for her and in fact real
I am from the third generation
Very strong relation indeed with solid foundation
She was happy to see all members including grand children
Nice stage to feel but worries were apparently seen
I visited her whenever came on short vacation
She expressed her attachment with kind relation
She will probe in to my eyes with satisfaction
As her life was full of struggle and indignation
She had some kind of reservation and resentment
The behavior of family members was an embarrassment
She was sore at the treatment meted out
After all she had done enough and was not to be talked about
Somehow was drawn towards her and liked
In little of idle time her memory may invade and strike
She was full of love and evenly gave it to all
But I was favorite and responded to all her calls
Other family members too were obedient and courteous
But she was feeling irritation and became often outrageous
She wanted often full attention and enough of care
They were ready in fact but scared of her temperament and did not dare
I am of the opinion that all grandmas are attached more
Children also love and show courtesy therefore
She might be getting full joy when find among children
In a stage where such period is called sultry and barren
Even thought I too have attained full parenthood
Her feelings and resentment is clearly understood
I will sit by her bed side and comfort with sentiments
She too may respond with grateful eyes and comment
I know how difficult it is to observe and feel loneliness
When you are passing secluded life with troubled phase
I felt warmth of her gesture and deeply breathed
She was everything to me as from the beginning I had watched
Not all people may be lucky enough to have grandma at home
She is always there for us to console and welcome
How greatly children feel when chased hotly by parents?
Take refuge behind her back and silently wait
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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God's Greatest Blessing- Mother
The greatest God’s bestowed gift on us is mother.
She who struggles a lot and don’t let pain conquer her children,
She who resists the pain of her children in her womb for nine big months
She who holds the whole world if sees her children in pain,
She is the one whose wish even god cannot disobey
She who often acts lunatic when her children get away from her,
She who never hesitates to stand upon the wishes of her children
She who often tries hard to keep her children on a right path.
She who sees to it that her children are always well-dressed,
When moving outside their homes.
She who teaches her children all the good manners and deeds,
She who connects her feelings and emotions with her children
She who builds up the character of her children,
And provides the nation a good and responsible citizen
But now a days the scenario is quite different,
These were the things of the past tenurant.
Mother remained the same,
But her children have taunted her fame.
Now the children behave in an ill manner,
With their mothers who used to teach them good manners.
With the fast passage of time,
And unexpected growth and development of our world
Technology and science is the thing that conquers the whole blurred.
With no one left thinking about their mothers,
Who once upon a time laid down her life
For their happiness and well being in the future.
poem by Nekhel Mohan Sahay
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I didn't mind studying. Obviously math and the physical science subjects interested me more than some of the more artistic subjects, but I think I was a pretty good student.
quote by Alan Shepard
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