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My village is a small village with a population of only two hundred people. My village's name is Bolpur. It is 150kms away from the main city of Kolkata. I visit my village once a year during my Dussehra vacation. I go there with my parents during this time to our ancestral house where Durga Puja takes place every year. As the car turns to take the muddy road, I can feel the freshness in the air. The road that leads to the village has big trees

not-so-great lecture that stands out in my mind was delivered by a young psychologist I was asked to peer-observe. Once all the students had entered, the instructor turned off the lights and turned on the projector. It was early in the morning and I wasn't sure if I was ready for that. But even at the best of times, turning off the lights is not a great idea. It makes the slides more visible, but it takes you out of the teaching, minimising your opportunity to bring material to life. It was never going to be the most thrilling lecture. The topic was a technical set

When I was an undergraduate in the late 1980s, lectures were pretty much delivered by someone speaking at the podium for 80 minutes straight with some instructors choosing to underscore some highlights with good old chalk on the board. By the time I got to graduate school, the overhead transparency had emerged as the cool, cutting-edge technology. About a decade later, the computer projector

A majority of the Indian population is farmers and they are settled in villages. They work very hard to make both ends meet and produce crops for the entire nation. India has about 500000 villages, which are scattered throughout the country. A village is a settlement that has fewer than 5000 living units. A village is called the rural part of the country. It is called rural because it does not

theatre as the students began to filter in, I discovered an incomprehensible AV system with no evident on switch. This necessitated another race to the front desk to plead for help. Finally, as I ran back into the room drenched in sweat, I was stopped by a student midway down the aisle. I turned to her in relief, thinking she might know how the technology worked, only for her to tell me kindly about my cardigan. Inevitably, of course, the students responded to my incompetence with great enthusiasm. The fact that I had only managed to finish writing up about three-quarters of the lecture required me to build

realised that lectures didn't need to look like they do in the movies, where an old man in tweed or a young, dynamic man in a leather jacket holds students captivated via the expression of their charismatic genius. Rather, lectures could work like really big seminars or workshops. An entire cohort of students could gain an identity as a year group by learning communally, sometimes listening in silence (which is a useful skill in itself), sometimes writing alone, sometimes working together

was when the student told me that my cardigan was on inside out that I knew that all my planning was a lost cause. It was one of those occasions, early in my academic career at Birkbeck, University of London, when preparing for a class turned into a living anxiety dream. On this occasion, I had been asked to give a guest lecture to 150 first-year English undergraduates on performing