Monday, December 8, 2014

Why the Confusion?

If you have read the newspapers recently, it was impossible to miss the innumerable columns discussing the changes being suggested for the educational system. Not again, was my reaction. I mean why do they want to tamper and tweak a system which is already so confusing? By the time the teachers and students get a hang of the prevalent setup, they bring about further changes. 
This whole idea of making Sanskrit compulsory is so childish and naive. For years we have had Sanskrit as part of our syllabus. I remember spending hours learning by heart the tongue twisters. I still remember writing an essay for an exam, after spending hours mugging it up, and not understanding most of it! But did I use the language after the last exam got over? No way! Back then (oh my god! It sounds like it happened in another life!) there was no choice, at least in the schools where I studied. It was a compulsory subject in the middle school. And we studiied it. So will making it compulsory going to make it more popular or increase its usage? Don't think so. So why the brouhaha? Also during our school days the exposure was so restricted that we studied what ever was taught in school. Period. No questions asked. Now it's not the same scenario. Our kids are global citizens. They are exposed to so much information that they know what they want. Then why be so restrictive? Allowing them choices will help them to experiment. Maybe because it's not being shoved down their throats, it may evoke more interest in the subject than there is, I mean if there is any presently. If I was Smriti Irani, I would ask our media guys to creat some interesting content in Sanskrit to make it more palatable. Say like have a series of small 10 minutes episodes of Jatakas tales or tales from the epics. Something which we all have grown up listening to. This will make it a novel experience for the children, and adults too. Children are open to ideas and will learn this new language without being asked to. Now won't this work better than asking them to learn by rote? 
Just because Sanskrit doesn't have a popular market is no reason to stop them from learning any foreign language. I think it's a totally stupid and childish argument. But then it's not the first time, and it certainly won't be the last either, that we have heard such things coming from people in public positions. I mean even the academicians and educationists who are in such positions are no better. Look at the VC of AMU. That was really the limit for me. I mean how could he even say such a silly thing like girls are not allowed to the library because then more boys will come and there won't be enough seating available? Did he even think before saying such a thing in public? I certainly don't think so. How, and what, can you dare to expect from an institution which is being headed by such regressive morons. And then their justifications add to the sorry state. The newspapers should have some kind of check where they don't publish such humiliating statements from prominent people. It's no wonder that people abroad don't take us seriously. I mean we don't take ourselves seriously. Imagine the VC of some university like Cambridge or Oxford saying something like this. Ugh! Oh god where do I hide myself? 
It's a wake up call of sorts. We need to start taking ourselves seriously. Why do we have to put up with such stupidity? I mean we have no dearth of intelligent people here. Practical, well a few of them may be reasonable. So why can't we get them at the helm of academic affairs and do something worthwhile instead of running the show as per individual whims and fancies? I sometimes dread to think about what are kids are going to study what with the syllabus changing every now and then, the content being not so relevant, and most importantly the whole format being so out of sync with the reality. 
Keeping my fingers crossed!

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Growing Up

When the first time I had laid eyes on her, she looked like a little plucked chicken...all red and shrivelled, swaddled in the folds of a soft blanket which I had washed repeatedly so that it becomes even more soft, if that was possible!! She was trying her best to open her eyes and get busy with the business of life. Years have passed and my "chicken li'l" has grown up. Oh yes, I still call her by that name. She's always busy, picking here, pecking there...always, always on the move. Her hunger for living every moment is infectious, just as her smile. The room lights up when she smiles, or is it because of the brightness of her eyes? I don't know, doesn't really matter. I call her my sunshine. The big smile with which she wakes up makes my day. Her positivity and energy immediately spur me to move it and get on with it.
She's always been like that. Hungry...hungry for knowledge, hungry to learn, hungry to know. The questions were unending, sometimes draining me, sometimes embarrassing me (since I didn't know the answer then!), pushing me to reinvent myself. She was my constant companion, helping me around in the house. Like all little girls, she loves to help in the kitchen. We have baked wonderful cakes and yummy cookies, made salads, prepared soups and smoothies. The green thumbs would then move to the garden to tend to the plants. A conscientious worker, she took the weeding seriously, digging them out carefully with the small shovel I gave her. She would then collect all the dry leaves and put them in the pit. Watering the pots was what she enjoyed the most. And the incentive was that at the end she could get wet herself!! It was so much fun. Because of her, I made sure I knew the names of all the flowers in our garden.
Though tiny in built, she's a formidable organiser. Misplace one tiny little thing and be ready to hear it from her. She has been my advisor and consultant when arranging the cupboards or organising the kitchen cabinets. She's my walking-talking reminder (oh...I don't even need a Siri!). Ask anyone else in the family to get me something and I have to give ten other instructions as to where to find it and how to get it. Tell her and before I could even finish the request, it would be there. She knew everything, about everyone.   
Today I felt a little sad as I saw her off to school. Its her first day in the big school and she's absolutely super excited. From now on, its going to be all about tomes of homework, assignments and activities. She's grown up faster than I realised. From now on, we won't get any special time together before the rest of the family joins us. No more playing together, just her and me. No one to help me with the chores. No one to tend to my plants. Its not going to be fun in the kitchen too.   Did she really have to rush and grow up this fast? Girls...always in a rush to grow up. Wish I could hold on to her for some more time. My little baby!!

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