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5
Sep

A Day worth lived.!!

There are few things in the world, which give us immense pleasure and one such thing is the feeling that one gets in sleeping again after waking up, with a stupid excuse. In order to get myself devoid of this feeling, I used to keep my mobile atleast 5 metres away from me so that I can recall in my sub conscious walk,  that I’m an Infosys Employee.

Anywaz it was a different saturday morning for me, there were two reasons for it. The first and the logical one was I don’t have a test on Monday and the second and the stupid one was I watched a movie till 2:30 in night. So I make a promise to myself that I’m not going to wake up till 11:30 next morning. But all vows, promises and resolutions came to an end when at 10:30 I found someone pushing me up by my leg, with unspecked and half opened eyes, I tried to recognize him but my mind refuse to do so. “Sir, can I please change the sheet..?” He was house-keeping guy. I wanted to kick him out of my room, but even in that unconscious state, I remembered the most pronounced word of Infosys i.e. AASHI. I found it too risky to think on his eligibility criteria of imposing an AASHI on me. I sat on the chair, while the guy was changing the sheet, after sometime he was gone and so was my sleep. I dropped the idea of further sleep. I had no other option than going to class.

I went to class and as always, the first thing and the most common thing that I used to do is to check my mailbox. There were 6 unread messages with 4 bearing the same subject and the rest 2 having the same subject. I opened the one from two which stating something that it was some ridiculous photo taken 100 years back, you should get good luck in next 15 mins if you forward it to 10 more peoples. I recalled that I don’t have a module test, I deleted it. Opened the one from the list of four, It was stating something like .  “Today its world Cancer Day”, though I’m not good at learning dates, but I remember the dates of “World Cancer Day” and “World No Tobacco Day”since I was in class 10th, crosss checked my knowledge from Google and feel myself pretty satisfied. While I was emptying my MailBox I came across a mail that I got some one month back and that was from a  NGO named Pratham. It was a flagged mail, indicating its importance. I recalled in the first week after joining Infosys I gave my name as volunteer. After that twice I got a mail from there stating volunteer meeting. But due to training overload, I didn’t find it feasible to go there, But I really wanted to go. Thinking it was the right opportunity, I dropped them a mail stating Volunteer participation. After 15 mins, I got a reply saying that the NGO wouldn’t work on Sundays and they had a knowledge bridge session on every Saturday at 4:00 pm. If I’m interested I can attend that. I desperately wanted to go there. I wanted to meet the children and knew them. I believe that there can’t be a better way of enjoying a weekend then devoting it in some social work. I know I’m lucky being educated but I feel myself luckier If I depart this knowledge to those who really need it. The next quest was to find out someone who can accompany me. I aksed few of my friends for same, but they were bit busy with their studies and wanted to devote in the test prep that was on Wednesday. But we all have some friends who are always there to accompany us in anything we do. I called one of my such friend asking her to accompany me, She liked the idea and finally we left for Pratham. It was a typical address, we called on the number that was  there on the e-mail. The guy explained us how to reach there and with little difficulty, we reached there.

It was a small building, on the main road looked more like a house than an office. We entered it, there was a big room having a computer on one table and a laptop on other. There was a showcase having different books on different subjects. There was a chart lying on one corner that had some beautiful words encrypted with wax caryons, stating “The way a man answer the questions depicts his cleverness but the way a man asked the questions depicts his Wiseness”. Perhaps those were one the wonderful lines I had ever read in my life. The chart itself was speaking that its been made by some child not more than 8 years old, but it immensely impressed me that how can one think so deeply. Finally we met the person who was  incharge of that office. He welcomed us, and told us about different programmes that Pratham runs. He told us that they had seven locations in Mysore with 500 students where they run knowledge bridge sessions. Volunteers go there and deliver sessions on any topic which can enhance knowledge of those little children. Since it was our first time, he suggested us to go on any of the seven location and watch the session so that we could get an idea. He then show us a clip, that was devoted to the poor children in India, stating certain facts and figures on illiteracy rate in india. The clip was really touching with an emotional feeling. It was all about children who had to leave their studies because of one or other reason.

Finally we reached one such location, It was in some remote part of Mysore city. The location again resembles more a house than a school or office. We were welcomed by bunch of children, in the age group of 8-15. The children look better than my expectations. They were clean and smart. There was a lady who told them something  about us in Kannada. They were around 25 in number. Each one was having a notebook and pen. The children started conversating with us. They all seems to be intelligent. One of them asked us our name. Me and my friend introduced us to them. I aksed them how many of them knew English, around 15 of them raised their hand. We again asked how many of them understand Hindi, around 4 of them raised their hand. There was a kid who stand up and told me that he knew four languages i.e. Kannada, Telugu, Hindi and English. That was more than a surprise for me. I aksed the children what they studied on the last Saturday and how many of them went to school nearly all raised their hand and one told me that on last Saturday they studied on savings. Water Saving, Electricity saving and Money Saving. I was impressed.  I asked one of the girl who seem to be eldest in the group, how can we save Water..? Irrespective of my expectations she knew each and everything from water cycle to chlorination. I was extremely happy. My friend asked them If they are interested in playing quiz. She told them what actually quiz is and told them that she would ask questions and anyone who knew the answers should raised his hand. The first questions she asked was What is the capital of india..?  Around 6 children raised their hand, one glibbed out Delhi. She told him it was not Delhi but it was New Delhi. He got confused. Next question she asked was how many colors are there on our national flag. I was answering it in my mind as three. But one child answered it as four. I saw at my friend and smiled perhaps she knew the reasons and just said I expected it from you Dumbo. Then she asked many questions like Who is the prime minister of country..? What is the capital city of Karnataka..? Which one is bigger ½ or ¼ and many others.. When we were told that the person who had to take their session had arrived. He was a tall handsome guy. He shaked hand with us. He introduced himself as a localide who was in his final year of B.E., We watched him teaching those small child for sometime, say good bye to them and then left out.

There were mixed kind of emotions going on in my mind, Seriously speaking I had learnt so many things from those small children. There can be 100 excuses of not studying but 1000 hurdles can’t prevent you from studying if you really wanted to study. Education is the basic moral right of every child and to exploit this right is a crime and against human nature. Our Govt. spent millions of rupees for the betterment of these small child but the sad story is not even 10% of it reach in the right hand. We human beings have become so selfish that we can even snatch share of a 5 year old kid. A share if once given to him, he will not live his complete life as labor or as criminal. Man is a social a animal but these days he is howing his animal nature more than his social nature.Things have improved a lot and are still improving, hoping the day is not far away when we have litteracy rate of 100%.

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29
May

For Indian’s who think nothing can happen of this nation.

Few hours back, I was roaming with one of my friend in market we both were standing on a cold drink shop, we noticed two college guys were going on their bike, when a police man standing on the side of road signalled them to stop, the guys stopped the one sitting back move down from bike, the police man asked them to show the papers of their bike. The guys told him that they don’t have it. The police man asked the constable standing behind him to took the key of bike and asked the guys to bring the paper of bike. The guys asked the police man to let them leave as they have theirexamination, the policeman refused to do so. The guys gave him a 50Rs note the police man started shouting on the guys the one sitting on bike took out 100 Rs note and pushed it in the hand of policeman the police man told him that i forgiving you this time but shall not leave you next time. Till that time we have finished our colddrink, I asked the shopkeeper if it happens regularly here or we are one of the few lucky ones to watch it.. The Shopekepper told me Ye to yahan ka roj ka scene hai, Kuch nahi ho sakta is desh ka.. The last part of his sentence hurts me..

Since the day i was born i’m hearing this sentence Kuch nahi ho sakta is desh ka, There is flaw in everything here.. But the thing that amuses me is the fact what actually our nation is..? Is Nation something physical, no not at all.. We are nation, In fact when we are saying these words that kuch nahi ho sakta is desh ka then we are not saying this for our country we are saying it for ourselves, because we comprises our nation. Kuch nahi ho sakta is desh ka because we don’t want to take pain to do something for it. We curse the poor water supply, but its we who are responsible for poor sewages.. We curse the electricity problem but 22% population is still using unauthorized connection of power.. and the worst come when we curse the bloody politician forgetting that we are the one who chooses them.. It seems to have great pain in taking out 2 hours of one life for casting vote then to curse them for next 5 years, In india 65% of the middle class do not vote which comprises 40% of Indian population, 65% of illiterates and 75% of slumdwellers vote.. If such is the vote statics then how can we expect from government.. We don’t go for vote because we think one single vote doesn’t make a difference but we don’t know that in 1923 it was the single vote who make Hitler the leader of Nazi Party, In 1960 it was one vote change in each precinct that have defeated John Kennedy, In 1875 it was one vote that ended the bloody custom of monarchy in France. But we don’t know facts and figures what we know only is to curse.. To curse this nation, its politician, its education system and its everything.

We are the same one who created Pentium chips, we are the creator of free email system, we are the only country other than US, Japan to have built a super computer Indigenously. We have the sharpest mind in the world but still we dream of being a developed nation by tomorrow, not today. If really we want to change something about this nation, first we have to change ourselves, to change our thinking that a single person can’t make a difference we belong to a nation where persons like shivaji exist who alone became an iron nut for the mighty mughals. In fact when ever a difference is being created in history it is been created by a single human being, because mob always consists of foolish. So stop thinking that what our country have done for us, think what we can do for our country.

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