Laugh like him or Laugh Not!

It has been a wonderful journey so far with SBI Youth for India fellowship. My friends, family and colleagues, all have supported the fact that I have taken up something which is close to my heart. However, I am not sure whether this is just enough? There is a long way to go and there are a lot of things which still needs to be done.

I have always been passionate about kids and imparting education to those who can’t have it due to some circumstances. I remember giving lessons in Math to a girl who was of my age but had no access to education. For 2-3 months, we had our teaching sessions. The next when I heard of her, she was 14 and married. This childhood memory is still pretty fresh in my mind and pokes me now and then.

Out of a variety of project areas available, I wanted to take up education as my main project area. However, there were some good projects in social enterprise as well. The issue of women’s empowerment is also close to my heart. I was in a dilemma, really. I still am, kind of. So, I came here to Bihar taking education as my main area of interest. Here in Bihar, we will have our first interaction with the community tomorrow. This community belongs to Scheduled Castes, minorities and Other Backward class people (that is how they are classified by our society). After meeting them and listening to their problems and needs, the intervention for the next 11 months will be finalized.

Let us see how it pans out. No doubt, these 2 months will test my mettle. These 2 months will throw electricity cuts, mosquito bites, food troubles on me. What I will throw back at them is what will define me.

PS: Over the next few days, I will try to interact more and ask solutions to the problems I might face. I will need inputs from all of you.

Picture of the day: I met this kid while on a field visit to one of the villages in remote areas of Gujarat. He is a part of a vicious circle of poverty and has very little access to education but the way he smiles, mesmerizing. He needs very little, he demands nothing but he gives his everything in his laughter. We shared this laughter for about a few seconds and the whole world seemed nice.

Carpe Diem!, The Journey!

Love thou fear!

I still remember the day when my mother asked me to go to Noida from Meerut and I got frightened by the thought of taking the bus, alone. Today, within a year, I have travelled all alone to Bangalore, Pune, Madurai, Ahmadabad and will soon travel to Bihar.

(Noida is a place around 50 kms from Meerut)

Since my childhood days, I have been a lazy bum. I would try and limit my travel as much as possible and would also make sure that there is always someone with me whenever I’m traveling anywhere outside of my comfort zone. Before traveling to Bangalore, the farthest place that I had gone to was Vaishno Devi, that too, with a group of friends during first year of my college.

The last one year has changed this habit of mine completely. I am now more comfortable in traveling anywhere and ironically, I prefer to travel all alone. There is a reason for that. When you travel the length and breadth of the country all by yourself, there’s a high chance of finding who you are. Not only that, you become more responsible, confident and self reliant.

Today when I called up my mother and told her that I am going to Bihar, she couldn’t resist and said, “One year before, going to Noida was such a difficulty for you, now you are going to Bihar.”

These words were just a part of a normal conversation. But, when I think about it in silence, it tells me how far I had come from the good old days. It tells me that in order to overcome your fear and to start loving what comes after that, you ought not to face your fears but to live them.

The life that we all live today is the result of some of the fears that we faced yesterday. Still, we are here. Living our lives. The fears that we all face today will result in our life tomorrow. So, why get afraid of them? Why not love them?

Pictures of the day: Journey so far.

The Journey!

Every Year They Gamble & We Ignore!

You know that one or more member of your neighbor’s family will not survive because of the drought that happened in the village this year. You and your family somehow played it safe and will survive the year and also have some money to lend them. However, there is uncertainty in your mind about next year in terms of rains. Less rains might result in your family being in danger. What will you do? Will you give them money on no conditions applied and gamble on your family’s life? Will you ask some sort of security in terms of land, cows etc which makes you an exploiter? (Open to your opinions and answers)

This is just one situation which our farmers all over the country face year after year. They gamble; to survive.

Before coming to the fellowship, I had a myopic vision of how things can be done in order to improve the life of the people living in rural India. I had no clue that their issues are very much real, complex and do not have simple solutions which a person sitting behind the table might think. The past 6 days of extensive but brilliant orientation programme for SBI Youth for India has shown us, the group of 28 fellows from all around the country and with diverse backgrounds, that there exists a world which is actually struggling for its identity. This world has been portrayed in a completely different light from what it actually is. The village that you might see in a movie or to an extent in local/national media is not the real image of rural India.

Let us take a scenario. We come across a child in one family who is not going to the school and instead working in the field with his father. What is our reaction to that will be? Most of us might think it as a case of child labour and would feel that the child should definitely be sent to the school in order to continue his studies. But, if we dig deeper into the realities, the child is working on the field because his family is hungry. If his father does not have an extra working hand on the field, some members of the family will die. Did we ever think about this?

Let us take another scenario. What is the first thing which comes in our mind when we talk about the term Education? Many of us would think that teaching the future generation will solve most of the problem. Right? But, have we asked the following questions?

Do only kids need to be taught? What about teaching the teachers? What about the quality of education? What about the teaching methodologies? Is there any focus on creativity and innovation involved in the process? Are we promoting rote learning? What is the drop-out rate in the schools? These are just some of the questions which we need to ponder upon. There might be many more.

The point I am trying to make from all this is that we, people sitting behind the desk, need to broaden our vision and see that there are people in this world who are really struggling to make their ends meet. Just because we are born in one way and they in the other way does not mean we are the better ones. We might not be able to change the lives of all of them in a fortnight but, we can at least try to be sensitive towards their issues. This is the least we can do.

Post Written on: 10/Oct/2015

PS: Posting regularly on the blog is a challenge as I am pretty low on the networks and have been travelling a lot. Please be patient and keep interacting.

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Philosophy

Bhagat Ki Dulhan – Azadi!

A post that was written in the memory of legendary freedom fighter Bhagat Singh. Today is his birth anniversary.

An Endless Epiphany

Freedom is a word which means: the state of being free or at liberty rather than in confinement or under physical restraint. It holds dear to all of us. As kids, when we learnt our lessons on independence, we were told that our country first kissed the soul of freedom on 15^th August 1947. A day when the lives of our ancestors changed forever, and was hoped it changed for good. I remember, as a kid, the only time I took part in any dancing activity, was when I danced on the tunes of “Ae vatan, ae vatan, humko teri kasam”. At that time, I didn’t know the meaning of any word of that song, but I cared about it. I cared about taking care of the song because my teachers told me it was like caring for my own country. And, today, when I know the meaning of each and…

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The Journey!

The Eleventh Hour!

It was yet another life-less day at office when I picked up my phone and called up a very dear friends of mine, Mr. Vishal Singh . Our 6 years of friendship is built on a very important factor; passion to do something different in our lives and subsequently try to bring about a small change in other people’s life. He, by the way, is a very talented film-maker, event manager and writer.

While we were having a conversation about how our lives have changed post college, he told me something that would change my life forever.

“Why don’t you apply for SBI Youth for India ?” he asked.

“What is it actually?”

“Do not ask what it is, go and simply search about it. Just remember, it is something that you would love to be a part of”.

I remember spending the following night performing an owl. Saying that I read a lot about it would be an understatement, I actually devoured articles after articles about it. The thing that struck me the most was the possibility of the lives being changed and smiles being spread out during the venture. Since childhood, I find eternal bliss whenever I am the reason for someone else’s happiness. The very thought of making someone else smile by a small, random act of kindness is something that always makes me feel alive.

I finally registered for SBI Youth for India and then, well, I chose to forget about it. I was not only lazy, I also did not have the required courage to fill up the application. That was all. Every now and then I used to get an email asking me to complete the application and well, I always chose to ignore it. Such a Coward.

It was the last day to fill the application form. I managed to sneak out of the office and also gather half-hearted courage to complete it. At quarter past five, I started with the form which included 3 essays as well. The clock struck 10 by the time I finished with the application. But wait, there was more to come.

When I clicked the submit button, it showed, “The page you were working on has expired. Log In again to continue”.

Basically, I was asked to fill the entire thing AGAIN before midnight. I thought to give it up thinking it was some sort of indication for me to not do it. Did I do it?

I finished the application at quarter past eleven; in the eleventh hour, literally. Who said great things can’t happen in last moments? 2 things happened with me. Courage and Youth for India 🙂

“There is a unique thing about courage; you find it at the most unexpected places.”

Next Post: “The Interview”

Video of the day: A short film by Mr. Vishal Singh (No, he did not pay for it) 😛 Worth watching though.