CHANGING TIMES, CHANGING MINDS
OCTOBER 24TH, 2019
It is difficult being a child in a world where things are moving faster than even adults can comprehend. When I look at children, I wonder what they must have in their curious little minds. Whether they worry about the future, whether they even know about the concept of the future. I remember when I was a kid, my head used to spin all sorts of stories and turn the tiniest, most mundane thing into a fairy tale. Some days, I feel, we forget that these children are the ones who will be shaping the world tomorrow, and we have to teach them how to use the tools they will be handed, to do that. The education we give our children has turned into a small box of repetitive facts. While we need to give them the best education we possibly can, killing their curiosity cannot help that cause.
Every little dream has its own worth, and mustn’t we give each of these a chance? We cannot continue to teach the coming generations the same way we were taught. Because then, we are just doing what has been done all along. And we are standing in the way of inevitable change that is long due. A curriculum is not supposed to tell a child what they must do in their lives, it is supposed to show them what they can do, and that is pretty much everything out there. Limiting these young minds is at the very least unfair to them, if not outrightly wrong on our parts. What we must do, is show them the mistakes we made, and teach them to do better, to build a better world. What we can give them, we should. Doing anything less than that would mean holding them back from doing something far more than we could possibly imagine.
RESPECT THE STRUGGLE
OCTOBER 20TH, 2019
In a sea of bodies, where no one matters more than anyone else, we forget to sometimes see, what is below us. Our eyes are so fixed on the horizon, we just have to get to the finish line. The inconvenience of a broken elevator or a dirty seat in the metro is not going to stop us. But you know, there are days we decide to hold someone responsible for the little things that go wrong. We decide that today, we must tell off the ones we can show power over. And who are they? Mostly, the ‘help’. So, we target the ones serving us, working so hard to make our lives easier, and so their kids don’t go to bed hungry. We pick the cleaner, the sweeper, the washerman, the maid, the peon, the janitor, the labor, the gardener, the driver, the waiter, the autowale bhaiya, the metro employee behind the glass, the security check lady, the sabziwale bhaiya, the mailman. Anyone with a red collar job becomes the target of a tired businessman or an exhausted lady after a hard day at the office. And we may feel terrible about it after a while but perhaps we can never feel it to the extent they do. We never pay attention to the calloused hands of hard labour. We never really see that the woman who washes our dishes then goes home to feed her children. The father who is raising a daughter alone, learned to braid his little girl’s hair when she refused to cut it short anymore. So, you see, I look around and see that everyone, the rich and the poor, they all are trying to do something so that someone else doesn’t go through the difficulties they went through. Then why do some of us look down upon the others and pretend that we are better than them? All of us, are humans but where is the humanity that we are supposed to be born with? Respect is something nobody is entitled to, but it is our duty to stop and look around once in a while. The ones making the hardest sacrifices are sometimes the ones treated with the least respect, the least dignity. I am inspired by the fight in some of the eyes that meet mine, traveling in the metro, or serving chai on the roadside. I just wish, we all could see that. And slowly, learn to respect each other, and everyone else.
THE DAY WE DECIDE TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE
September 10th, 2019
Literacy is not confined to the pages of textbooks. It makes an individual more informed about the rights and responsibilities. It is a tool that better prepares the individual to tackle exploitation more efficiently. It educates them about how exploitation comes in disguised ways and forms and how succumbing to any of its types is a crime in itself towards oneself. Every year on literacy day I see several posts on my social media and I wonder only if half the people actually started contributing in this direction instead of just posting, we as a community could give wings to lives of thousands and lakhs of children and adults who are deserving and passionate.