Saturday, 3 August 2013

Learning of a Life Time...

A trip back to memory lane... Almost eight years it has passed since I stepped out of school. And still the feeling of being young, impish and enthusiastic never stops. My heart takes a leap, on seeing my teachers, cradling the next generation with lessons of wisdom, compassion and momentum!

And then I think...!

Every year millions and millions of  teenagers pass out of school. Most of them accomplish all that they dream for. Some others may not achieve what they dream for, but yes, they still would learn to deal with it.

But in the process of growing from a gullible teen to a conscious adult and then an archaic person, how much do we exercise the values that we learnt at school. Of course we did great with trigonometry and algorithms. We re-lived the era of Shakespeare and soared up from The Brownian Motion to Quantum physics. Scooped through the colorful salts  in chemistry labs and distinguished a Base from an Acid. We became doctors, engineers, architects, PR's and heaven forbid what not!

However, have we given a thought on growing a tree for each person, so that his or her bag of oxygen is secured? Do we know that 4th of every month, our city of Bangalore asks its citizens to travel by buses and avoid taking out our automobiles because its "Bus Day" and it reduces the traffic and pollution; or we could try "Carpooling". When we construct our homes do we consider maintaining a garden over a concrete flooring that blocks rainwater from draining into the soil? Have we contemplated that this could lead to soil erosion, drought prone land with poor or no fertilization and probably desertification. Do we realize that its easy to clear our homes and dump the waste on the road, but its difficult to anticipate that this could lead to epidemics that are incurable.

There is a new trendy phone up in the market every other day. Its great to get the new one... and what about the old one... have we considered the "Take Back Program" where these mobiles are recycled. Do we make the effort to "Reduce, Reuse and Recycle"

Our teachers embedded values of unity, religious harmony and the wisdom to distinguish between the right and the wrong. They taught us that we make the Constitution and as responsible citizens we build the Government, but how many of us either skip the election as we don't believe in the system or vote to maintain our electoral ID? When we were in school we celebrated an Id, a Diwali and a Christmas as one... We understood that our country is very diverse and that's what makes it special. Yet today we fight to lay lines to separate cultures that once we gloated as one.

We were told to always share the bigger half of the apple with others, inculcating in us the value of selflessness and the right attitude. But today our environments that we are in, we all prefer keeping the bigger piece of apple or probably the whole apple. We forget to respect, appreciate and acknowledge others. I remember a teacher of mine once said, if you see me on the road, then walk up to me and say "Hi". She warned that she may not recognize me by my name, but that's the biggest reward she can get.


Our schools not only strengthened our academics; but they engraved a soul in us, that needs to be kept revived and kindled. We age, but the wisdom that we procured during this time should stay young. We need to keep reminding ourselves like how our teachers never forgot to say, "We are the Privileged ones, lets share this privilege and make the world around us better in our small little ways". Our School gifted us The Learning of our Life Time and we in turn can gift a safe and beautiful future for the generations to come...

Friday, 26 July 2013

ThE InVAsIoN oF YelloW BuGs!

If you are just setting foot in the city for the first time, then do not be surprised to be introduced to Mr. Bug man in the "yellow" suit. Every middle class individuals call for a treat or contempt!! On your very first step on land, you will be buried down with an invite to be gobbled down, with not even a bargain to take advantage off.

And then with no choice you stoop down to accepting the Bug Man's provisions and slit your pocket right down to your pants. And then you realise, "God forbid, that is more than I paid for my ticket to travel from another state"

The humour is that no matter how hard the recession strikes, we still choose our very own "Bug Man" over our giant elephant sized BUS. But why?

I for one prefer no crowd, I like my space, even though I am journeying on a public road. :)

And oh!! The thought of hanging down the rod of a bus is like actually taking a ride on a camel through the desert or maybe I can empathise with the tyranny of the pendulum.

The third reason(Last, not the least and very important), yes of course, the lustful brush a little here and a little there. I stream through the crowd to the middle, and there THE "Pervert" looks over, and that was the last of the straw!!I flee, and to my rescue comes the gallant Mr. Bug man.

A gift from Japan, was how the Bug Man came into our lives. Judicially the government controls the fare on these little tuk tuks!! But I say,that if that was the plan then the government would ought to have an actual spying bug on the BIG Mr. Yellow Bug throughout our journey across the city, as we go to and fro!!

How many of us actually get to use Mr. Bug man without any disappointment or resentment, apart from the days when we run for cover from the malicious monsoon rains or the scorching summer heat or even a disappointed love affair that took a steep hill!! With technology came the digital meters and then the common man thought, "I guess now I have no need to regret, as my tuk tuk cannot give me a run for my bills"! But then our Bug Man's beloved right hand "Our very own tuk tuk waala" took to the art of Diplomacy. He took us to the dreaded path of inducing the bargain with only the Bug Man benefiting.

And what about us, we stoop our heads low and continue to journey at the mercy of the gallant Bug Man and his Vindictive ways! I look at the long stretched road and see... many yellow topped bugs waging its way though the traffic, with no dismay and pride upright they gleam on their triumph over their conquest!