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BHU में बवाल: कैंपस के अंदर छात्र गुटों में मारपीट और फायरिंग, एमपीएड का छात्र घायल

Ads से है परेशान? बिना Ads खबरों के लिए इनस्टॉल करें दैनिक भास्कर ऐप वाराणसीएक घंटा पहले कॉपी लिंक घायल छात्र मुकेश पांडेय का ट्रामा में इलाज कर छोड़ दिया गया। चार छात्रों पर लंका थाने केस भी दर्ज हुआ BHU के बिड़ला सी हॉस्टल के बाहर गुरुवार को दो छात्र गुटों में मारपीट और फायरिंग से हड़कंप मच गया। कमरा नंबर 110 में रहने वाला मुकेश पांडेय घायल हो गया। मुकेश के साथियों ने BHU सिंह द्वार को बंद कर…

This is part 2 of a series by JAMS 320 reporting class exploring the possible effect of Gov. Scott Walker’s opt out segregated fee proposal.

Kelsey Laas, a nursing student at UW-Milwaukee, had never heard of allocable segregated fees and was unaware that she had been paying them since she began attending UW-Milwaukee a year-and-a-half ago.

We are excited to begin the process of featuring the work of DTS students here on the Eikon blog. Today we present "Collapse" by DTS student Garrett Flatt. Be sure to read his commentary on this piece that follows the poem. 

Collapse. Particles of immense weight strike the beach in thunder, Break asunder in great clumps of sand and sea swept upward like Giants' fists come unhinged, hurled at the black pillars in the sky until A singed, sopping gull falls from flight—but I let it pass by as salt water fills my mouth And dries this heart out Burns my wounds as I fall into the trenches And my mind closes at the mention of a name spoken none too soon. Eyes trace the descent of one red balloon And dusk falls Night calls Stalls And... Underwater, I envision myself old A spring morning but it's still cold outside Oak pollen covers my plastic chair I wish you'd been there so We could glance at the pots along the fence And I'm all grins: Seven small seeds turned up from the damp soil By the storms last night. Tender shoots crawl out from scaly husks Strike out bright this new path of life From a past of death and dying— Just to a see sun they've never seen; Just to be a new thing they've never been. Compelled? Drawn out from crusty hard shells From cold, dirt and worms, this seedy knell Was the dirt of life: Power to ascend with the winged kite Hope to see when before there had been no sight Love of a Sun which compelled seven seeds To green amidst the grey To fight against themselves, and say I will live, Though I don't know yet what that means I will live, I have hope to feast and not just to glean I will live, Though right now I have no feet to take a step, no lungs to take a breath I will live, In the warmth of a summer sun To die to death To see what I've never seen To be what I've never been. Life? I awake; the light is blinding. The ground beneath my back is groaning to break its binding This universe resigning joyfully its post To give way; rise like songs poured out by the finches Like flowers bravely from the trenches The world, embodied and emboldened, stands to attention To the disintegration of tensions in corporate hymn Even as a flood from the heavens, new Jerusalem Sets to rights: The salt water in my heart turns clear And wounds I had disappear with the fear; I died tonight But I think that's alright because I will live, To see the Son who bore the tree I will live, To revel and share in all His glory I will live, Though I don't know what that means– I will burst the seems of my feeble shell, this life on a dirty knell, And reach up to the Son.

About Garrett:

"I am a student of DTS, an aspiring writer and a reserved, but sometimes outspoken, critic of life and culture who God mercifully decided to make into something much better than a depressed intellectual. This piece is something that was started at Eikon's collaboration event in January and its theme and some of its phrases are owed to the wonderful group with whom I was allowed to brainstorm. I originally performed this by simply reading it out to that evening's audience and since then have taken some time to edit it and (hopefully) improve it. It's about destruction and rebirth, depression and hope, defeat and victory, all tied together with the Christian hope and vision and a personal dream. The theme for the event was: Child, Where Are Your Dreams? New Heaven and New Earth."

Introducing Autism Speaks

Who we are: The main objectives of our group are to advocate, raise awareness on campus about Autism Spectrum Disorders, and fundraise for the national organization.

What we do: Each semester we host several events in order to raise awareness and fundraise on campus. Some events we have done in the past are: advocacy days, bake sales, restaurant nights, bingo, dodgeball and karaoke. Coming up we have the Autism Speaks walk in Baltimore on October 26th and a Zumba-thon on November 14th.

Our meetings are held every other Wednesday at 8pm in West Village Commons room 305.

We had our first OUTreach meeting of the 2011/2012 school year last night. 

[OUTreach is the University of Alberta's on campus sexual minority and gender variant student group] 

I must say, as my third year in OUTreach, last night we had over double what we ever had at one meeting last year. 

It was great to see so many queers come together on campus and enjoy the safe space!  I met lots of great people and I'm looking forward to a great OUTreach year!