Sana Syed

It is pointless to pursue the argument as to whom the nation belongs – be it the Meitei’s hounding the Kuki’s of Manipur to show that they do not belong or a school teacher in Uttar Pradesh prompting classmates of a student to slap him, making an excuse of his ineptitude, to teach ‘the boy and his kind’ a lesson that they do not belong to her classroom. They are incidents that shake our sensibilities as a nation.

Ever heard a faint noise at a distance, grow strong and deafening as the night progresses? It takes us by surprise how stealthily the seemingly insignificant hum becomes an unbearable clamor with time. It has been long that Nature is raising signs of subtle alarms and environmentalists are trying to get the focus of the world over climate change. But the topic has by and large received little importance beyond discussion tables of international forums. Developed and developing nations pass the b

Covert and overt aggression has been the hallmark of powerful nations throughout the course of human history and China is emerging as a recent prototype of the tradition of power games. The Wikipedia states the People’s Republic of China as the third or the fourth largest country by area in the world – the country with the largest standing army, and the second largest defense budget. It shares boundaries with 14 countries and border conflicts are not new to China’s history.

The current standoff

It is the age of communication and precisely marketing communication where selling the idea is important and that is how ‘statesmen’ keep the masses informed or uninformed. Masses, naïve and predictably meek, are beguiled by the mantras manufactured by PR firms and chanted by cult leaders, feign to understand the ground reality. The idea is well garbed under the slogan of ‘inclusive growth and development’ leading to the ‘common good of all’. And thus the formula sells: the newest one in line is

Writing is a constructive work of intellectual order, where your mind and hand synchronize to give shape to your thoughts. Today, I started with a quivering hand and a confused, foggy brain. So much has passed before the eyes during the last few days that every discourse seems to fizzle, and leaves the soul distressed.

If you begin with the loss of human lives, the damaging of properties, the vandalizing of religious sites, and the by and large defeat of humanity what should the discourse furth

It was a lesson in the sixth grade English textbook – an excerpt from the letter an exiled father wrote to his teenage daughter, which was later published by Allahabad Law Journal Press titled as ‘Letters from a Father to His Daughter’. Parts of the letter were very relatable, even though the entire subject was contextual. The lines where Jawaharlal Nehru asks his daughter Indira, ‘to work in the sun and in the light. Because things that are done in the dark, in secret will cause fear and destro

Sitting comfortably at home, with a computer screen in front, and a full belly, if I pretend to understand the misery of a migrant worker trudging hundreds of miles back home, I am lying.

On social media, there is anger, appeal, and acrimony among groups and individuals, and plethora of images and videos depicting the sufferings, which has become synonymous to migrant workers’ exodus.

A crisis as unprecedented as the COVID-19 just underscores the fault lines of a sector that has never been car