Wednesday, May 23, 2012
High time to take control of your kid's education
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Revelations from last night's power cut
The situation is worse in the rural areas. They have outages for hours together. By hours together, I mean 10-12 hours.
After a sultry day yesterday, profusely sweating until about 10 pm, I rejoiced on retiring to the comforts of the air-conditioned room, which is when there was a power cut. Obviously I was frustrated. Hoping that it might come up very soon, I lay on bed. In less than 10 minutes I was sweating badly, and there were no signs of the return of power supply. Being very tired, I tried to sleep, but it was so hot that I couldn't.
I went to the balcony and luckily there was some breeze outside(I stopped sweating), and I sat there along with dad, waiting. It was about 11.30 pm then. There is a slum dwelling just opposite the house and I sat watching the happenings there. Visibly, most of the people were sleeping outside their houses. I could see a lot of them not even fully asleep, they were restless, owing to the heat, bugs, bad odour from garbage bins, there could be many more reasons. Lot of kids were cranky and I also saw a lady taking her kid for a walk as he couldn't sleep. And here I was, sitting in the comforts of home and brooding over a power cut, failing to enjoy the breeze even.
I felt ashamed of myself. Even though I have more than what is necessary for basic living, I still think that I will be happy only if I have something else. And this "something else" is always never ending. As I saw the trees swaying in front of me and the breeze hitting my face, I thought I should probably start enjoying the whole thing and make myself happy, rather than cribbing and feeling miserable. And believe me, it felt really good. We played some music and sat there enjoying the night.
It was 12.45 am when the power returned and I went to bed with no hard feelings.
P.S. - I started writing this post this morning and there has been 4 hrs of power cut since then.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Going to school - a nightmare!
But forcing was the only thing that my school did to me. I was expected to keep scoring good marks all the time, not only by the school, but also by my dad. I was never given a chance to think for myself, think about what I like, think about what I want, in fact, I was never allowed to think. All that was required of me was mugging up a few subjects and scoring high marks. Before I even knew what I was doing, I was one among the crowd, in the race of scoring marks, because at the end of the day, what knowledge I gained never mattered, only the marks mattered. And, how much ever marks I scored, my dad would never be satisfied. I must admit that I was usually among the top 3 in the class in terms of MARKS. If I scored 92%, instead of appreciating what I have scored, my dad asks, "Why did you leave the rest of it?". So, whatever I did wasn't enough.
Of what use is all the hard work and all the marks and ranks I scored back the then, now? Absolutely useless, as don't remember much of what I studied. Ultimately the knowledge gained out of the 14 years of schooling is very meagre. I was just waiting to get out of school, and once in college, I hardly used to study, as I had an excuse that I worked hard for the past 14 years, and that I was totally burnt. And here I am, still wondering what I best like to do in life.
I really didn't like what I was doing, but I just did it, because I was expected to. All I did when I was in school was go to school, do my homework, study for tests, write exams, score marks. There was hardly any time for anything else, and even if there was, out of frustration, I didn't even feel or think that I might have an interest of my own that I have to pursue.
Worst of all is the competition. When parents choose a school, they check if there is "good competition" in the school. How the heck does that matter? Each kid is different, how is it fair to compare the performances of kids and rate them? If the comparison is in terms of his own past performances, it makes sense. He knows how he has performed, so he can think about ways of improving himself. First of all, the marks scored by kids must be confidential, it must not be made public and they must not be rated in comparison to others. Comparison de-motivates them. Teachers or parents ask the kids, what they think is a very simple and sensible question, but sadly, it is not. "How can that boy, who is of the same age and from the same background as you are, score so much, while you can't?" Yea right! If it is a subject that doesn't interest him, how can he?
The education is not rounded. The focus is only on the curriculum, but kids must know that there is more to life beyond just scoring marks. There is no scope for spiritual growth, physical and mental well-being. There might be a question, if schools are expected to do everything for the kid, why are parents there for? But, the school taxes the kids in such a way, that they don't have time for anything else.
I recently read a post on facebook that said "Our children must be taught how to think, and not what to think!", and I totally buy it. If you force what he has to think, you are just killing his individuality.
Freedom is the key to maximum productivity.
Monday, November 28, 2011
Mega Serials - Hell with them!
What annoyed me so much about the whole serial concept is that a simple situation is exaggerated to a level that you can never imagine - and that simple situation is usually a family problem or a relationship problem. I would appreciate them, if they were suggesting solutions to these problems, but I don't think that ever happens. All they do is blow up the whole situation, have dialogues that boosts the ego of all the characters involved and not only make it emotional, but also magnify each person's emotions. It's comparatively fine if a lighter moment is exaggerated, but you can never tolerate the way a bad situation is portrayed - everybody crying, complimented by heavy, loud and sad music. Intolerable is the so-called romantic scenes they have - you would literally feel like puking on seeing them. To top it all, rarely an actor acts naturally. They would have a look of surprise or shock throughout.
Since everything is prolonged and dragging, the people who watch it, literally go into it and start identifying themselves with one of the characters, without analyzing if that character's actions are sane or not. And the worst part is, they don't have even a slightest idea that the serials have influenced them so much that all their thoughts, words and actions are connected to one serial or the other.
Movies also influence people, but since they have only a couple of hours to tell you a whole story, things are rarely as intense and you would know the climax in a couple of hours, and not a couple of years.
I don't even support anyone who argues saying these serials generate huge employment opportunities. The whole serial concept thrives on using the weakness of the people, and any employment opportunity generated hence, is surely not healthy.
You try telling these heavy mega serial watchers to stop watching, all you get in return is one of those serial dialogues.
Please, please, please, stop watching these things. If you are bored, spend your time usefully by sleeping.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Charity begins at home - really???
If this means that without satisfying the wants of the people at your own house/family, there is no point in helping others outside, I wouldn’t really support it.
Whose wants are limited? They are always never-ending.
Consider this situation. I work five days a week, 9 hours a day(plus 3 hours for commuting to work). By the time I’m back home, I’m all exhausted and I have the time only to eat and sleep. Weekends are all that I have to do whatever I feel like doing - from shopping to hanging out with friends, from cooking elaborate meals at home to spending quality time with the family, and its obvious that 2 days per week isn’t enough for all this. So when do I have the time for outside charity, when 2 days per week isn’t enough to satisfy me, my own family and friends?
I can never think beyond my home, if I go with “Charity begins at home”.
There should always be a balance between the time you spend for charity at home, and outside. I would say irrespective of whether you can satisfy the people at home or not, dedicate at-least half a day out of the 2 days for outside charity, thereby balancing both.
So, make sure that charity begins at home, but doesn’t end there!
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Learning music
Finally, enrolled in Carnatic music lessons today. I was forced to learn from mom when young. I did learn the basics, but wasn't patient enough to go through each step of proper learning. I used to hear my friends at school sing something, and I would want my mom to teach me the same stuff. As the academic stress increased, I had to give up on learning music, of-course, I wasn't much interested too.
A couple of months ago, I suddenly developed interest in learning music. I thought that since I already knew the basics, I'd straight away learn some songs, so its eay that way.
I had my first class this morning and met my Guru. As I started talking to her, I knew that there was more than music that I had to learn from her.
She wakes up at 4am, does her exercise, after bath, recites slogams and cooks. She also has a very healty diet. She's done with everything by 8.30am, leaves home between 9-10am, and its almost 8pm by the time she returns. She says, music is her passion and stress-buster and hence, despite working throughout the day for several years doing the same work, she has never felt bored or tired. She loves what she does and looks forward to everyday. When I was still wondering how old she might be, she herself said she was 68, after my wrong guess that she was 60. Wow! I can't even imagine being like her when I am that old.
When she can be so active and enthusiastic for her age, I thought how much more active should I be.
She told me, that I'd better learn the basics again, so I can sing anything with ease. She also said, nothing comes easy. If you want to be a good singer, you have to go the hard way.
Well, I did buy her idea.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Self-motivation....
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Chennai today!!!
Landing in Chennai after a year, meeting loved ones at the airport and above all, not having to think about the return date - unexplainable happiness. There is indeed the fear-factor in terms of career, exploring opportunities and wanting to do something useful for yourselves and others, but this is going to be there, irrespective of in which part of the world you are. Infact, in one way it is better to be in India, atleast you have the freedom to do what you want to(not knowing what to do is my own problem), as opposed to some other countries, where you are not allowed to.
After a year in US with just the two of you at home, being with the whole family is heavenly. Their love and affection, sharing of responsibilities, someone cooking for you, etc, is real bliss, of-course all this comes with its own share of misunderstandings, conflicts and more, but yea, what is life, if not for these mixed feelings.
Friends around you, make you feel wanted. Its so damn nice to be back with good old friends and the genuine happiness they show to have you back, makes you think you have taken the right decision of coming back home.
Its been 15 days days in Chennai. and last night before going to bed, I was thinking if I missed the US or the kind of life there - without a second thought, it was a straight NO. Why not? What about the pleasant weather, the less crowded buses and streets, frozen vegetables, juices and ice-creams and all the luxury? Somehow, they don't seem to be a matter of concern at all. Life is more than comfortable with all that is available here.
Feeling more blessed than ever! Cannot ask for more!
Friday, September 23, 2011
India calling....
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Bisibela bath
Every trip is an adventure!

Thursday, August 25, 2011
Vegetable Biryani
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Happy birthday Krishna!

Friday, August 19, 2011
What is cooking for me
Monday, August 15, 2011
A proud Indian

ہم بلبلیں ہے اس کی یہ گلستاں ہمارا
(Better than the entire world, is our Hindustan;
we are its nightingales of mirth, and it is our garden abode)
எங்கள் பாரத நாடு - பாரதியார்
Monday, August 8, 2011
Staying calm
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Physical fitness - mandatory
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Guy or girl - how does it matter?
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Free-will vs Destiny
Watch from the 13th minute if you don't have the patience to watch the whole video.
