Tuesday, March 20, 2012

A STUDENT'S KRYPTONITE

I spent four years trying to understand the significance of treating students as lambs and teachers as shepherds. Well, corrupted shepherds of course. And what I understood is that there's nothing to understand. Authorities may continue to speculate modern classrooms as ancient ashrams but that doesn't change the fact that teachers today are no Valmikis or Vyass and no student is an Eklavya or an Aruni. There are exceptions of course and in such cases, the speculative student-teacher relationship need not be enforced; it builds up by itself.

It just feels wrong when a teacher repeats what the books say but behaves as if it's their own hard work of million years, by yelling and mocking students. Whatever happened to, "learning is a two way concept" and "teaching is learning twice".

A teacher's entry in a classroom has become synonymous for dozing time for me. He/she is like an agent armed with notes, mostly digital these days, an authority and the most powerful weapon, the attendance register. No matter how hard you're hit by the sleep bullet, you have to cut off your eye lids or risk being killed by shortage of attendance, a student's Kryptonite. Wouldn't it be a lot better if teachers and students were more like friends? Because c'mon, we all have that one teacher who we all know, including himself/herself, needs more tutorship than his/her students. And the true, learned teachers might become the best friends we ever had with their moral support and guidance.

If colleges really want to create intelligent and independent professionals, how about some independence from the learning stage. Sure we'll screw up but it's the screwing up today that helps you make up a "screwed-up"less future. 

Saturday, March 17, 2012

IMMORTAL - II

Rest, don't sleep when tired
Burn, don't die when pyred
Not the ones to give up challenges
But the one to take up are admired

Bleed, don't plead when bruised
Learn, don't cry when used
You may get cut, get stuck in a rut
But you're strong enough to come out amused

Prepare, not scared when storms you see
No matter how big the challenge, don't flee
Leave a mark behind, before death you find
And I promise, immortal you will be

Link to Immortal - I

Thursday, March 15, 2012

आँखों में झील

रात के अंधियारे में
सन्नाटा जब छाता है
आँखों में सजी झील से
कुछ नीर कम हो जाता है

मूँद कर आंखें जो रोकूँ इसे
आँखों का बाँध टूट जाता है
गंगोत्री अश्कों की प्यार में
ऑंखें नहीं दिल बन जाता है

जो घर था खुशियों का
हर बूँद में वो पल है
जलता है अब आग सा
एक परी का महल है


उस नीर के सूख जाने पे
काश दिल में प्यार भी सूख जाये
आँखों में सजी झील से
कुछ और नीर ना कम हो पाए 

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

CHANGE

All we need is a change sometimes
A break, a void from our daily crimes
When the stinking carcass of love
That we didn't deserve
Rots amidst lacerated hearts
Look within your soul
Abusing a gifted control
Perhaps there still lie purer parts

On no food we feed
Driven by our greed
Wealth the new deity in Godtown
With betrayal the new blood
Killing is a cud
We do it easy, with no frown

But karma is a bitch
Pushes you into a ditch
Like a buffoon you start to wonder
What went wrong
It was merry all along
And you blame Him for your blunder

But our soul has a sinless side
Something we all like to hide
If only we uncap its shine
Acknowledge the beauty so sublime
Because all we need is a change sometimes
A break, a void from our daily crimes