Vrajlal Sapovadia ✓
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Dr. Sapovadia is USA based management researcher, former Dean/Executive Director, AUN/SBS Ahmedabad and Lead Facilitator World Bank Institute. He authored Gujarati stories and poems as his personal interest. He is among top 1% author on Social Science Reserach Network.
- Infected: When My Phone Caught My Humanity (A Vaiku)Vrajlal Sapovadia · 1 min readMosquito stung me I bit my phone for revenge Phone caught my human sickness Pandemic spread fastChildren Stories
- Rumours: A Physics of FalsehoodVrajlal Sapovadia · 4 min read · 1 readsRumors travel faster than light We instigate and inspire people to fight An Unpublished Law of Human Nature Rumours: A Physics of FalsehoodChildren Stories
- My Father’s ClockVrajlal Sapovadia · 3 min read · 1 readsMy Father’s Clock<p><em>An Ode to an Unmeasured Genius</em></p><p>When night descended on our fields of grain, And stars emerged above the sleeping plain, My father walked beneath the boundless skies, And read the hour where constellations rise.</p>Children Stories
- Halley’s CometVrajlal Sapovadia · 2 min read · 1 readsO ancient guest, whose circuit spans the years, Whose sudden torch has summoned hopes and fears, Thou comest not by miracle or prayer, But through the laws that guide the fields of air.Children Stories
- Green Accounting - A Ledger in 2147Vrajlal Sapovadia · 2 min read · 11 readsGreen Accounting in 2147 When Trends were gods, and Truth a pliant maid, We bent the knee, and we the ledger swayed. Our Accounting wore a verdant gown— Yet naught was green but cloth and cover's crown.Abstract
- Education: Then, Now and Then?Vrajlal Sapovadia · 1 min read · 9 readsEducation’s Elegy When I was growing as a child, School fees were gentle, soft and mild, When my children grew, it stayed in kind, Education used to bind and bind,Children Stories
- Composite number speaks to Prime NumberVrajlal Sapovadia · 2 min read · 12 reads“I am brick of a building, Atom of an element for shielding,” With pride the Prime Number said, “Others are laid on paths I spread.”Children Stories
- Progression of Discrimination Vrajlal Sapovadia · 4 min read · 10 readsIn elder days, when earth was raw with fear And tribes still learned the meaning of a name, Man raised his spear against his brother’s face Not for a crime, but colour, blood, and frame.Abstract
- Discrimination Progression and ProjectionsVrajlal Sapovadia · 3 min read · 8 readsIn elder days, when Titan blood still stained The furrowed earth, and primal clans did roam, Man raised his spear against his brother’s shade, Not for the sin of deed, but hue of bone.Abstract
- The Shadow on the Marble FloorVrajlal Sapovadia · 1 min read · 10 readsThe heavy door of judgment swung ajar, Where golden light fell only on the few; Beyond the pale, beneath a distant star, The unregarded wept in silent dew.Abstract
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