The present work, a grammar of Dhimal, fills an important void in the documentation of the vast and ramified Tibeto-Burman language family. Dhimal, a little known and endangered tongue spoken in the lowlands of southeastern Nepal by about 20,000 individuals, is detailed in this work. With data gathered in the village of hiy b r , the author crafts a readable description of the western dialect, using over 1000 examples to illustrate usage. Included in this reference work are seventeen texts, riddles, songs and a Dhimal-English glossary. Joining other recent ground-breaking linguistic descriptions by researchers from the Himalayan Languages Project at Leiden University, this grammar of Dhimal will have lasting scientific value and aid the Dhimal community in preserving their language.

guru-carana-saroruha-dvayotthän mahita-rajah-kanakan pranamy murdhnä | gaditam iha vivicya näradadyair yajana-vidhim kathayami śärngapaneḥ||2||| First Ray of Light-Text 2 I bow down, placing my head in the glorious pollen of my spiritual master’s lotus feet. After carefully deliberating on the instructions of Narada Muni and other great devotees, I shall now describe the process of devotional service to Lord Krsna, who carries the sariga bow in His hand.

“’Let me put it this way.’ Taking my teeth across your ear lobe. I continued. ‘The harder, the faster, the rougher the better. You gonna be a little naughty to my body. Huh? Call me nasty little names. Leave handprints on my ass that will last a few days? Bad, bad, naughty, little, things, like that?’ Being able to actually speak to you like this got me off.” Everybody has one. The first that comes with love, hope, anticipation, all of it. High-school sweetheart most would call them. But we also have that other one. That what if one? The one you fantasize about, and wonder how it might have gone down if it had actually happened. C’mon, first time love doesn't always fail. This is the theme of M. D. Miller’s steamy narrative. It gets you hooked. It draws you in and reads like a wet dream. It makes go back in time to that girl, that boy, that lover you can’t quite get off you mind, because you wouldn’t want to.

The story of Ni‘ihau has been told many times by many people, but Ni‘ihau Place Names adds new information to the island’s history from a unique source: Hawaiian-language newspapers. From 1834 to 1948, approximately 125,000 pages of Native Hawaiian expression were printed in more than 100 different newspapers. John R. K. Clark has gathered and edited a large collection of invaluable articles that recorded daily life on Niʻihau, events and topics of interest, and the island’s place names. Additionally, Keao NeSmith, a Native Hawaiian of Kaua‘i and an applied linguist, translator, and researcher fluent in ‘ōlelo Hawai‘i, translated each passage into English. Most of these excerpts have not appeared in any other publication. Ni‘ihau is unique in the state of Hawai‘i because it is the only island that is entirely privately owned. In 1864, Kamehameha V, the monarch of the Kingdom of Hawai‘i, sold the island to the Sinclairs, a wealthy immigrant family looking to establish a ranching business. Descendants of the Sinclairs still own the island today. Diverse opinions about the sale of Niʻihau were published in newspapers across the Hawaiian Islands, and this book traces the development and aftershocks of that historic event. Ni‘ihau Place Names contains over thirty kanikau (dirges, poetic chants) written and published from 1845 to 1931 to honor deceased Niʻihau residents. These compositions of deep emotion are treasuries of language, history, genealogy, cultural knowledge, and especially place names. Another important contribution in this volume is the identification of ‘ōlelo no‘eau (proverbs and poetical sayings) with demonstrations of their use in everyday conversation. The book is divided into two main sections. “Ni‘ihau Place Names” is an alphabetical list of prominent place names on the island, accompanied by relevant passages in Hawaiian and their English translations. The list also includes Lehua, the small island near the northwest tip of Ni‘ihau. “Ni‘ihau History” is an additional collection of articles that includes many lesser-known place names and elucidates other topics deemed worthy by reporters and contributors of the time. Following the main text, readers will find helpful indexes of general terms, place names, and personal names.

The Anglican Bishop George Bell (of Chichester) and the General Secretary of the World Council of Churches, Willem A. Visser’t Hooft (of Geneva) exchanged hundreds of letters between 1938 and 1958. The correspondence, reproduced and commented upon here, mirrors the efforts made across the ecumenical movement to unite the Christian churches and also to come to terms with an age of international crisis and conflict. In these first decades of the World Council, it was widely felt that the Church could make a noteworthy contribution to the mitigation of political tensions all over the world. That’s why Bell and Visser’t Hooft talked not only to bishops and the clergy, but also to the prime ministers and presidents of many countries. They raised their voices in memoranda and published their public letters in important newspapers. This was the World Council’s most successful period.

Caught in the terrifying blood bath of the partition of India, a young boy flees the city of Lahore on one of the last trains to newly independent India. One of the few passengers to reach Delhi alive, he struggles to begin a new life. An Indian Navy advertisement inspires him to join the Navy. Amongst his many postings are a deputation to the Nigerian Navy, where he is witness to the Nigerian military coups, and to Jamnagar in Gujarat during the Indo Pak war of 1971. A Sailing Ship, a Girl in Love, and the Setting Sun: A Memoir is written from his daughter Neena’s perspective who sketches his life in pre-partition Lahore, his narrow escape to Delhi, his life in the Navy, and his marriage to Chanchal Khosla. As Commander Shivraj Krishan Sarin’s grandson wonders what his aging grandfather must have been like in his youth, the years unfold, and we read a story of love, loss, and fortitude.