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Impressions of India

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i really found it amazing..a new way to look at INDIA..amazingly clear pictures..

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 It is impossible to not be in awe of what is India. She is at once chaotic, unruly, exaggerated and constantly in motion.

The pace of life is frenetic and I believe all of India must be sleep deprived.

It is impossible, at least for me, to fully understand, much less describe her. And that’s the fascination.

Images of India Offering Diyas, River Ganges, Varanasi

I have heard that there are more billionaires minted in India each year than any other country in the world.

But that is not what attracts me. My India is rather tattered and frayed. And orange.

Especially the northern portion. Everything has a coating of orange from the polluted, smog filled air and blowing dust from the arid land.

Images of India Kumba Mela, Allahabad

Saffron, a color that symbolizes all aspects of Hinduism, is the color of sadhus and saints,

ascetics and sages. It is the color of the holy…

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where is the education in schools?..

This time of the year, every year, the race begins, the race for the parents to various schools, their neighbours, internet and whatever sources available to search for the best schools and apply for NURSERY admissions for them..and more often than not, the school which emerges the best is the school which they considered best before the rush everybody is on the same boat and asking others for directions…

but what is a best school nevertheless?..i am asking this question to myself for so long now as i am one RAT of this race to school…An answer from me would have been: the best school is the one which not only imparts fundamental knowledge but also makes my kid learn INCLUSIVENESS and SENSE of BELONGING..

but is this what schools are imparting now a days?..most of the school forms i filled wanted information about my education, my status in society, my salary and many other questions about my child upbringing and blah blah..for example, few question left me bemused and really confused that how these question will judge me? aren’t these questions to be answered ideally every time..

for example what could a father answer a question like :how would you contribute to growth of your child? i wanted to answer: really, i thought an admission at your school was good enough!!!

another Gem of the question: as parents, our aspirations for our child are…
i again stopped short of writing : i want my child to be the BEST GOON of my Society so that nobody dares to poke into my matter.

one more: what values do you want to inculcate in your child?..
i wanted to scream really..what values does any parent want in his/her child…is;nt the answer to this question known to you already, or will you impart only that value which i want and keep others for other kids.

and the best would you handle if your child cannot cope-up with school work?? WHOA!! so there are great chances that they turn my child an IMBECILE..I am still thinking of the answer..what will i do?.

jokes apart, on a serious note,whatever i say, whatever i feel and whatever i want my child to imbibe from d school, the truth is this and my kid will be a part of this education system sooner…

and i end this with these lines from SADHGURU:..

“Right now, the whole education process is just about survival. Education should not be about survival. It should be about broadening your horizons. Because people have become so mad about their economic status, we have twisted education into a way of milking money from the world. This has to change. If one keeps his intelligence uncluttered, wherever you put him he will survive. We want to produce not just loving, wonderful adults, but very resilient adults. Even if you put him in hell, he should slowly convert it into heaven”

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मेरी पीड़ा. …

तुम्हारे मन की मंशा, मेरा दिल दुखाने की न हो शायद,
पर तुम्हारे शब्दों की कठोरता, मेरे दिल पर एक गहरी छाप छोड़ देती है।

वक़्त की धूल ढक देती है उन ज़ख्मो को कुछ पलों के लिए,
और फिर से वही कर्कशता एक लहर की तरह आकर, उस धुल को हटाकर
मेरी पीड़ा का एहसास कराती है मुझे।

ऐसा लगता है इस चक्र में फंसा हूँ कबसे ,
क्या सही है? सब सहना या कुछ कहना?
पर फैसला कर नहीं पाता हूँ कभी, और फिर हंसकर,
तैयार करता हूँ खुद को एक और चक्र के लिए।