Opinion
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| Rising Cybercrime in the Age of Digital Revolution: A Formidable Challenge | | | | Lalit Gargg
India’s digital revolution has ushered in an unprecedented era of speed, convenience, transparency, and connectivity. Mobile banking, UPI, e-commerce, online education, digital healthcare, and Artificial Intelligence (AI) have transformed the everyday lives of millions, making services more accessible and efficient. Today, India is rapidly emerging as one of the world’s largest digital economies, and the vision of “Digital India” and “Developed India 2047” rests firmly on this technological transformation. However, alongside this remarkable progress, a darker reality is expanding at an equally alarming pace—the growing empire of cybercrime. Digital arrests, online financial f | |
| | | | Those who are young today will one day grow old too | | | | Dr. Vijay Garg
Time is the greatest truth of human life. It never stops, never waits, and never changes its pace for anyone. Every child grows into a young adult, every young adult becomes middle-aged, and every middle-aged person eventually reaches old age. This is the unchangeable law of nature. Yet, despite knowing this reality, many people live as though youth will last forever. The truth is simple but profound: those who are young today will also grow old one day.
Youth is often associated with energy, ambition, confidence, and dreams. It is the stage of life when people believe they can conquer the world. They focus on education, careers, relationships, and personal achievements | |
| | | | Ghosts of the wind | | | | Gunjan Kohli
It Is one of those hot, sultry summer evenings, the kind where the air is moist and suffocating. I’m sitting in the lobby, sipping a warm cup of tea in my hands, as the last light of the day fades. The world outside is quiet, the only sound is the heat pressing against my window.
Then like a whisper a wind begins to rise. At first, it was just a faint rustling, but soon it grew wild-howling, shrieking like some restless spirit trapped in the sky.
Startled by a sudden knock on the door, as though someone was frantically rapping to get in, I froze, my heart pounding. The wind outside wailed and shrieked, calling me, scarring. And soon the rain followed-sudden fierce, a mons | |
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