Saturday, 30 November 2013

Masters

Education,something every living being would love to do.Millions spend, millions to get there and stand head over heels to see that their child gets the best.At least for the sake of society they want to graduate from a reputed institute and carry that Tag life long with pride.Then one starts experiencing the truth and what lies beneath the skin or facade of the so called glamour institutes is exposed.

Big names, mostly political, crowd this education industry.Government approved and so on.The syllabus being the latest, the state of the art stuff being advertised and the rush to get the admissions there is phenomenal.The life time savings are at stake, or the bank sharks are waiting in the wings to offer attractive interest rates to get you there.We fall for that trap under the name of education and then realise what we get for it.

The infrastructure most of the times is pathetic.Cramped rooms, no fans, the tables and chairs have no ergonomics under consideration ,and that is the same place where management sciences are taught.The civil construction with leaking roofs at times makes us wonder if the same people teaching civil engineering in that class would ever approve of such quality.The corridors and lighting is just not proper in terms of intensity.The lifts if available may or may not work.The canteens are subcontracted and a health disaster.The add on monies that follow for trips and uniform and the works keep making a larger hole in your pocket.The parking stands are cluttered with 2 and 4 wheeled latest models given to their children by the rich parents.The books required and recommended based on the college management kickbacks are never available in the market.The professors are more drawn towards pleasing their superiors and outdoing their colleagues in the tussle for promotions than teach students.The students on the other hand trying to grapple at various ends start accepting the way of life and make their own way with minimum or sometimes no guidance.Big names, annual functions, overseas trips etc are money making machines for the institutes and if only they gave basic proper infrastructure and well qualified professors who have academic and practical views and experience the next gen will have a better perspective of life than blow the hard money of their parents the way it is today.No doubt people go to get them selves educated abroad.

Hope we master the art of education and churn out grads, post grads and doctors who can sense the health of the quality of education for future generations.

Friday, 29 November 2013

Survivors-In the wild

Nature and its beauty and there beyond lies the struggle called life.Amidst the beauty and grandeur laid down by almighty in the form of lush green Savannah's or ice cold Arctics ,be it the Deserts of Rajasthan or the depths of the Pacific,one sees the moment by moment spent by each life and its struggle to survive and experience the one time opportunity given by god.

Watching Nat geo on TV and the sheer depths they take you to makes you wonder how this struggles, challenge, adventure, fear and beyond exists together anywhere and in varying proportions for all, including mankind.The tiny worm,the caterpillar, the moth, the bird, the vulture, the wild cats and so on, the list is endless.Each trying to outwit the other.They not only are preying on something, somewhere , but also have the fear of being hunted themselves.

The seasons change, the fight to own space,grab food, protect the young ones and feed them,and fend the harsh winters or arid dry regions with no signs of water is simply mindblowing.At every step there is danger lurking down the corner.The lakes, the streams the rivers, the seas and the oceans , each have their own adventures and mystery's wrapped ,waiting to be unfolded as soon as the characters step in.When the conditions are adverse, how everyone tries to survive and the instincts sharpen up.They also use their hidden talents and explore unknown areas simply to live.A polar bear ,not finding snow due to the global meltdown created by man,struggles to find even a fish and a place that he would like to call, his HOME.The small birds , perched in the crevices of steep rocks , high above the sea level just to protect their young ones from predators.Do they have a phobia of heights?Do they fall sick?What about stress and strains going through all such situations day in and day out?We have medical assistance, do they?Who takes care of their cardiac issues if any?Who nurses their wounds?What about the plight of those parents who loose their young ones at an early stage to predators?So many questions??At every step of the life chain we have something happening.When a human being is expecting , we have a series of tests and trials, medications and medical aids with technology to take care of us.In the animal kingdom however, nothing of this kind exists.The beauty however is, they have lovely soft fur, beautiful eyes, chiseled body, agility to die for, speed, stamina and sight and vision that need no gymnasiums , no laser technology and or massage parlours.One wonders how this entire fabric is so well weaved and in place that nothing can ever match the beauty, the planning, the intricate detailing, the class, the mystery if it ever were to be made by mankind.No management school can deliver the speed, precision, accuracy, class and mastery that has been created by the one and only Almighty.

We should therefore not crib and live every moment keeping in mind,its wild out there.

Friday, 15 November 2013

The Matinee Show

Moving into a new residential complex and looking around to see what Luxury is all about ,one gets a weird feeling about what money really does to people.Some are born with a silver spoon in their mouth, some work their way for the money, some have it passing down  through the generations and some hit a jackpot.The outcome can be seen by the way people flaunt their money.A new trend is emerging.

A quick glance at people around and you realise that money is no longer an urban domain.Its spread across smaller cities, due to rising agricultural incomes, land prices acquired by the rich and the famous to spend weekends away from the mad city chaos,and aspirations that are built up by electronic mediums that put the person from a hut to the global village.The biggest however in India as can be seen is Political clout and its dirty money.Any and every body from these classes hook them selves to this sphere as education is never a criteria, ample free time, willingness to be a hooligan, ready to be a yes man of some MLA or MP and do all his odd jobs.Then you start graduating into this space and start calling your self" DADA" which means elder brother ,but is construed as "BOSS".Even it reflects on the car registration number he uses ,which in English resembles 8055 in decent font.Then the use of white clothes make it cheaper to have a wardrobe and gives a license to do all the darkest of things.Tax is taboo and only cash speaks.Be it 1000 bucks or somethings in multiples of that.These are stashed around all over the huts and small tenements which never are on the radar of the IT officials as they are supposedly busy snooping around , religiously sincere tax paying middle class people.The white garments then start getting adorned with atrocious taste gold bracelets and neck chains which resemble more of the dog chain one wears.They love to show that off, except they may not show the trust and loyalty a canine usually  shows.

Then come the elections and the whole time goes in wandering around the city limits on petrol paid through black money hoarded by the biggies and/or looted from poor farmers.The income tax , service tax, wealth tax and any other is just not applicable to such people.They start the SUV boom and buy only white cars denoting peace and power and put the darkest sun films that exist on earth.Then comes the red small beacon and the mind gets corrupt.The disregard for etiquette's and civic sense is seen across and such people then start floating into the urban space.They not being exposed to any of the classy styles try to ape the same and end up making their abodes a gaudy film set and discotheques.The use of dark curtains the red and green lights in the living rooms, the balconies stacked with all that is unwanted and the upholstery in the cars show it all.Then comes the cleanliness and surroundings that you would like to enjoy especially in the evening when you come back from a long days work.What you see is, whats not yours in on the floor every where else except their own space.Even the elevators are not spared.The door entrances are like cages and are appropriate considering the kind of people within that space.The air stinks of  the money at every step.The language one speaks is raw to the core and they are chatting about setting up educational institutions that get them donations in tonnes.Imagine what will happen to the country with institutions run by people who themselves don't have a clue about it?The Gymnasiums see the bouncers....oops!! the Dada's walking around as if they own the common areas as well ,and go about hiring personal trainers to shape their dollops.The belly however keeps sagging with the money one accumulates and is considered signs of prosperity.The rural paradigm shift is good provided we also help them align to the urban environment .the gaps between the rich and poor is increasing and the ambiance and peace may get lost.Such people buy these spaces in cash outright whereas we end up burning 20 years of our prime life paying of interest taken from banks where the same people may be directors.

This is what the trend nowadays is and if it continues, we better watch out.

Tuesday, 12 November 2013

MJ(Moment of Joy)

The blockbuster in my life.The surprise package and the most awaited event of the lifetime.The feeling, the excitement,the progress and milestones, the monitoring and wait and watch moments are absolutely exhilarating.Its like consuming tonnes of red bulls together.

In every bodies life, almost, this phase comes and depending on the degree of involvement and passion , i guess we have our own experiential learning's . The transition in my daughters life and her reactions and expressions actually take you to a different level all together.It takes you back memory lane and sets you thinking,as to what and how you were when you went through a similar phase but at a different age.Now its a different view, role and anticipation.Times have changed.Emotions too.You have been through it and yet , its a mystery, suspense, action packed thriller waiting to unfold into the biggest blockbuster of your life .

I guess a few of you may have understood the context and few wondering, whats wrong with me.I am trying to emulate Alfred Hitchcock maybe.The next few days of my life are a major countdown towards bliss, happiness unlimited and joy.Its going to pep me and my entire family manifolds.There is so much to wait for and do and plan and execute .wow!!I have to apply all my management skills to ensure basics and fundamentals are bang on.

Almighty is taking me to the next step in my life and experience something that makes you feel simply wonderful.My wife and me would transit to the next generation and of course make me go salt and pepper on one side and a baby on the other.I would like to step into every possible step of transactional analysis and play every role to the fullest and unwind.I want to express my joy in a million different ways.On all fours, on my back with a roll, a skip, hop and jump and make the strangest of sounds that possibly only the new member would understand and may sound Greek and Latin to others.The gurgles, the purrs, the movements, the gaze, the grip, the kick all sounds like Taekwondo but in fact, are stages of development in the new member ,who will add so much of life to our lives, that time that use to fly ,will now be Mach 3

I couldn't hide my excitement, i was trying to put all my thoughts in this post and to be honest I am blank.All I can say is MJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJ..............................(a very special meaning in our lives).God bless.
Waiting with open arms and hearts.Fill up the space with love and you will get it 5 times more.The story unfolds and will brighten up our moments in the new year.Watch the sequel.....coming soon in a life near you.

Spice of life

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