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AISA President Neha Bora has been picked up by Delhi Police in an unauthorised vehicle, WITHOUT A SINGLE FEMALE CONSTABLE!
WE DO NOT KNOW WHERE THEY ARE TAKING THEM! THEIR WHEREABOUTS ARE UNKNOWN!
@DelhiPolice has crossed EVERY LIMIT!
In this era of artificial intelligence, it is becoming urgent to distinguish human art from what machines produce. There is an ontological difference, even before an aesthetic one, between art and what a machine can generate through statistical calculation based on millions of images created by others. Algorithms lack the spark of humanity. For this reason, the Church wishes to renew an alliance with artists and cultural institutions to safeguard our humanity.
the implication is not that every student graduating from there is evil obviously but i mean if the chancellor runs sonepat like his personal penal colony the optics are just horrible
okay we have to agree that an institution like jgls is fundamentally evil right - administratively, politically, and economically? can top quality research ever launder the inherent class position of that place?
Peoples Union for Democratic Rights invites you to its 41st Annual Dr. Ramanadham Memorial Meeting on 3rd October, 2026 at the Indian Society for International Law. Check the poster for details.
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In today’s Times of India, I write about Gurgaon road rage and the particular culture that makes Delhi NCR roads so dangerous.
Read here: https://t.co/dKzutTo9mv
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