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Article on Online Education System

"Education imparted by heart 

can bring revolution in the society."


                   But due to the Covid 19 Pandemic, teachers were unable to impart education while students were also not able to get education .Then Online Education System fulfilled  the need of the students. 

                  When teachers were not able to take classes in the school due to the Corona Pandemic, NCERT started Alternative Academic Calendar for all the stages of school education which was very helpful for online Education System.

                Government of India started PRAGYATA Guidelines for Digital Education and MHRD started a national campaign for Digital Education including DIKSHA Program which was very helpful for the students as well as teachers. 

                Online Education System is so beneficial for the students that we, the teachers are able to fulfill the right to education of students in any Pandemic condition.Educationists can build the capacities of the spirit of inquiry, creativity, entrepreneurial and moral leadership among students by Online Education System in any Pandemic condition. 

             Online Education System can be improved further by making the best online platforms by Indian software developers. 

             If the students can not come to education, education must reach them at the home and it can be possible only by Online Education System. 


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