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When I close my eyes, I see the images of rain falling on earth and hear the sounds of frogs during the rainy season, the serenity of early morning, and picking mangoes in the night after a nor’wester with my childhood friends. I barely forget the village memories of spending my whole night gossiping with my siblings and enjoying the beauty of a full moon on the rooftop of our house. At that time, I used to wake up seeing the heron bird sitting on the top branch of a bamboo t

Part 1 The Status Quo: A Broken System It’s hard to ignore the cracks that are starting to show in the picture of “advancement” that...