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Reclaiming the lost voices of Bunt women requires a critical examination of these power dynamics, a re-evaluation of the community's values, and a conscious effort to create spaces where women can once again exercise their rightful influence and leadership. Only then can the Bunt community truly honour its matrilineal heritage and harness the full potential of its members.

Education is about more than memorizing facts. It’s about shaping minds that question, that think, that reach beyond what’s expected. It’s about preparing students not just for tests, but for a world that requires empathy, creativity, and adaptability. If we’re going to face the future with all its uncertainties, we’ll need more than algorithms. We’ll need people who can think—and who aren’t afraid to fail, try again, and learn from it.

Panchaatige wasn’t just mediation—it was an institution. A person revered for their fairness, wisdom, and ability to weigh complex matters without bias would be called upon to resolve disputes outside the court system. Their final word was the paathera. It wasn’t notarised, stamped, or sealed. It simply had weight—because it came from them. Their word was their bond.

In the often volatile world of film, art, and public scrutiny, Bunt artists don’t dazzle through noise or theatrics. They stand apart in the quiet certainty with which they carry themselves. They don’t chase fame as if it’s oxygen. Their bearing is different—anchored. Their boldness isn’t reactionary; it’s inherited, etched into their spine across generations.

The saga of Bunt hoteliers is not merely a tale of migration or economic endurance—it is a choreography of inherited behaviour, etched into

We’re in a mentorship crisis—not the kind you chart in reports or dissect in board meetings, but the kind you feel in the quiet spaces of gr

Welcome to Buntedi, a series born from memory, history, humour, and no small amount of stubborn pride — and possibly a few servings of neer

We don’t often think of the internet as a gentle place.

Since I was little, I kept hearing the same thing: "You never show your work."  My teachers would raise their eyebrows at my homework—the...

Be aware of my struggle. But don’t repeat it. Don’t reset the clock. If you can ask for help and get it—do it. Being self-made doesn’t mean