Ramblings of a Hemanist
I am Hem Raj, a humanist. This is my way of introducing myself – my first name and a phrase that describes me in relation to teaching, my profession. A…
by Hem Raj Kafle
I am Hem Raj, a humanist. This is my way of introducing myself – my first name and a phrase that describes me in relation to teaching, my profession. A…
If I were given everything (authority and resources) to develop and implement a model of transformative pedagogy in higher education institutions, what would it be like? The question urges me…
I have always found it very difficult to regard a single person as ‘My Mentor.’ It is plainly so because a good number of people have helped shape my life’s…
आदरणीय हेडसर, मैले विद्यालय छोडेको ३५ वर्ष बितिसक्दा तपाईंलाई आज अचानक पत्र लेख्न मन लाग्यो । प्रारम्भमै एउटा कुरा प्रष्ट्याउन चाहन्छु। पढ्दा यो पत्र नकारात्मक लागे तापनि समग्रमा मैले तपाईंलाई…
Father was taught English by a teacher who was educated at a British school in Darjeeling. He had this rare ‘asset’, English, for his time and circle. I owe my…
I failed in grade one. It was in 2035-2036 BS. I failed without understanding what it meant to fail or pass. The failure itself was so ephemeral and so vulnerable…
तीन देशभक्त “उफ्, कति फोहोर, कति गर्मी, अनि कस्तो महंगी! बित्थामा नेपाल पसेँछु।” हामी चढेको टाटा सुमो फिक्कल नपुगुञ्जेल त्यो ठिटो थै-थै गरिरह्यो। आफूले फोन गरेका र उसलाई गर्नेहरू सबैसँग…
A tall, sturdy fellow in oddly fitting school uniform enters my office and asks for audience. He says, “If you don’t mind, Mr. Kafle, may I ask you a favor?”…
Things happen. People show their attitudes and change demeanors. I experience fluctuations in my view of the world. The phenomena appear static though, theoretically, they are in flux. Isn’t this…
It’s not the day Some days are just ordinary, like this particular day. But they do not fail to give varied experiences. Every new day demands a thorough reading of…
This rambling fulfills a promise though fairly late. I had told the BBIS 2020 batch at the close of their Fall 2021 semester that I would scribble my own while…