It’s not what you think! by Varda Nisar

There are certain perceptions that exist in the minds of people, and no matter what you do, their effect never dwindles until they take the form of “stereotypes”.

It is this kind of a perception that is also being associated with public universities. Therefore as a student of one such institution I feel it my duty to speak up in order to clear the general view.

I got this chance recently when around 25 students — myself included — were selected for a certain programme on whether the quality of education here was good enough to guarantee a nice job post graduation. The programme was also attended by a group of forced to tag along best friends who with the other curious audience members made up the “eager and determined youth” supposed to share their opinions on the topic of discussion. So began the recording but just a few minutes of hearing the exchange of comments left me shocked and appalled.

The reason for this was the mindset of our youth that was fast revealing itself in front of the cameras. There seemed to be a general trend of thinking that public universities were a lost cause with absolutely no hope, that the teachers there lacked  interest in their respective subjects and that they pressurised the teachers into copy/pasting, also that the universities were failing to provide them with the resources while practical education was simply non-existent. In other words they were just seen as places where cheating was rampant besides the several other problems thought to be synonymous with public universities. Continue reading

The downfall of the Perisan Department in Karachi University

Today because of some work I got the chance to head towards a department whose tragic story I had heard in tones of pity, sadness and defeat. Those emotions became a real picture as I saw the sad picture myself that the Department of Persian Language (DOPL) held within its wall and promised a future that no one could save it from.

I remember hearing my parents discuss last year that what a tragedy it was that no one had applied to the Department of Persian Language that year. The same story was true for the department of Bengali as well. Walking from my own department towards the gate of the department, I would often look upon the DOPL and upon seeing the closed windows I would feel sad for the many teachers and professors for whom that language would have meant so much and today it was facing a dead end.

The story of my encounter with DOPL today happened only due to a notice that was posted on the bulletin board. It said that a certain Study Center for the study of Persian was offering free admission to its language course. Fortunately, the timings of the class happened to match my free time on all three days the classes were offered. I didn’t exactly know that where the department was so I went to DOPL first, knowing that it would be the best place to find any clue.

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