Student Ecosystem

It is that time of the year were people scurry around with books and their brain annihilating doubts.Wonder,why i never had that.Lab exams are galloping on the tracks and i dragoon my mind into some really unpleasant things like preparing for a test series and who invented this dreadful melange of grades and exams?Students get branded by ignonimous epithets from the always-kind-to-bright-students breed of teachers.Stealing doubts seems a good option for immersing those all-knowing-oracles into a whirlpool of swirling ice but when it backfires ,results are terrible and they often show up in the marksheet adorned with beautiful red calligraphy and the eversmiling dad transforms into a frankenstein's monster while signing the progress report.


I was always smart in getting my report card signed, when my dad is in utmost urgency and emergency like whenever he is quite intent on signing off quickly for office or attending a nature's call,I keep waiting for the precious moment as a predator would eye its prey and when the time comes 'shoot'!Throughout my schooldays my father has never been able to scold me successfully because of the tactics and crisis strategies mounted by me .

I'm proud to be called as a back bencher not for negative reasons but for some highly enriching experiences.Aim a rocket to a crest and there 'll be a whole commotion set in classroom and the teacher ll walkout saying "unless u accept who did this mischief ,i'm not gonna handle classes for u".Exactly, we wanted that and our mission is accompolished.The next few days ll be followed by a enquiry commission conducting its investigations probing for possible suspects who are on their payroll already.

The 'underdogs' in academics never get their place and usually get a lot of it outside the classroom.But in a sense i and my friends are fortunate enough to be unique individuals with out....standing credentials rather than the book paper eating mass who suffer with intellectual diarrohea all the time.I'm not tearing down the pure geniuses but contaminated ones who try to get into the sealed trademark mineral water bottles.Those who try to act and win favours by denigrating the qualities of others and employing some goddamned diplomacy to make 'em believe and validate their points.


I'm no champion of this cause but my focus is to pinpoint certain issues that shapes the framework of a budding mind and how it can be decieved by the mistaken illusion for conceiving it as reality.Marks are not yardsticks for measuring a student's performance but just a qualification for the person, how painstakingly he has taught the subject.It is disheartening to hear the number of suicides that are reported every year during the board exam results.

Partiality and discrimination always affect the free learning habits and the real disasters happen before the actual failures ,as the mind submits itself to fractured images and self destructive patterns by meek acceptance and a sense of resignation to fate that things are created to be the way it is.Parents ,play a crucial role during the formative years as they alone have a special way of assisting a kid with aplomb.

Comparison with siblings and cousins has given a notion that it fosters competence these days , but it saps all the creative juices by trying to adapt to a false persona.All of us have individual traits which cannot be compared to anyone else in the planet.Not all of us can be a michaelangelo or a beethoven but may be a cinch more than that in our own way and satisfaction.

If a student has to maintain balance in his ecosystem,remove all the bridles and take away the saddle and let them ride on their own without any guideposts and directions ,discovering the pleasure of discoveries. May it be love,pleasure,or pain allow them to have their say at it.Afterall we are born free why do we need shackles in the form of binding decisions from kith and kin?especially career selection in conservative families.

We are free horses drinking water from grass springs and we need to completely bask in the sunshine glory masked by the intermittent lapses of shining sword like clouds and given a chance, we are all set to conquer the frontiers.Please give us that little bit of beginner's luck.

The Spectacle Of Nature - My Lessons From The Grand Master

I made some interesting inventions last week lying on the hammock over my terrace. My position was such that, you could observe the sky and the commotion in the street without any hindrance. The hiding legends Wordsworth, Tolstoy, Maupassant, Thackeray, and Blake came to the forte. This post has some analytical, poetical, philosophical content as I have put my thinking wheels into action .The focus lies in relationships between nature and us. Its impact in various walks of our lives and some random jottings.


All of us would treasure our isolated slices of existence. During those moments, feelings which have long deserted us return to examine the legitimacy and royalty of its residence and if we had kept it clean, they compete with one another to exercise its privilege of conferring the stunning Prima Donna of beauty. That was previously encrypted under the layers of reason and logic. To live life simply without the accompaniment of imprisoning greed and the merriment of satisfaction generated by a thousand tentacles of our ego is a tough task indeed, but a little introspection can help us to locate the gates under a haze, like a shaft of sunlight that shows its line of filtering of the dust particles. They are ever present but the identities are created only when the window is opened and the light is let out on its own way, it passes through its own course highly intent on seeking its destiny (i.e.) to go through another window. But on its way it highlights the dust particles and some of us have this awareness of cleaning up things after a long time and we in turn liberate some smoky particles by dusting off. It adds more visible force to the rocketing light that creates an invisible channel of communication from window to window going through the camouflage of blinding sunlight and it retraces its own individuality when the need arises. We help someone to reach his destiny and in turn we are helped to move a few steps ahead in our pursuit.


The starlit sky with its diamond encrusted expanse, harbors moon as its pendant, acknowledging its greatness with the golden spangles of shooting stars which streaks across now and then in an attempt to be the royal divine messengers, but they are just crumbs of consuming space left over in the fear for lack of celestial digestion and when it reaches earth, it becomes a specimen of utmost importance for an analyzing scientist who tries to bring the incomprehensible to comprehensive terms of understanding by observing infinitesimal samples from infinity. He takes pleasure for discovering a trivial entity and pats him selves for his saw toothed brain, which cuts the joy away from him by sinking its teeth on the flesh of innocence. Shaping abstract equations prevents us from reaching the objects as they are from our point of observation.


The shooting star and the scientist are different entities but there is a common thread of analogy which can be kneaded to the seam. A student who is a topper in the TNPCEE exam cannot be superior to a student, who is the topper of International Science Talent Exam and he in turn becomes shorter when compared with values relatively hard and higher to him. But, each of them is recognized as alpha human beings in their respective spheres of influence. Those assumptions break when exposed to higher realms of understanding. Finally, what we learn is that there is no solid definition for weakness and strength, success and failure. So, we create our own games, formulate our own rules, play in our own field by redefining the conventions and in the process we surpass the records and become a legend for others to emulate. And as for "others" they would always remain as "impostors", because they take on false identities by burying the coffins of creative thoughts deep underground. This is the reason why I hate the advertisements endorsed by celebrities.


A bacteria is a giant only under a microscope, when the slide is taken out it's just an invisible dwarf both are manifestations of the same eye but the insertion and deletion of microscope makes all the difference. That "microscope" is our "perception". "Slide" is the glass sheet over which we decipher the anatomy of various issues and even the classification. Sometimes, we ignore "virus" as a mere "bacteria" and over trivial issues we exaggerate a mere bacteria to a life threatening virus. Wrong diagnosis may be cataclysmic. To illustrate with an example, a man who falls in love thinks that his whole world revolves around that magic women. When she rejects his proposal, he starts thinking to the level of committing a suicide which is blasphemous to the gift of life endowed by god to him.


When we view a transparent glass box it results only in meaningless reflections, a haphazard deflection. Constructing an outlet for harnessed reflection helps us in observing the patterns as in a "kaleidoscope". A graceful acceptance of our entirety as they are formed in our own will, and when we rotate this kaleidoscope, we seem to be disoriented as we observe the emergence of our multifarious personalities and gleeful experiences with dynamic shades, each having an individuality of its own. When this happens, we come to know of our hidden potentials and the skylarks soar to unreachable heights. Even this urge, is an effort towards the glorious sense of being, preparing the bowl for an everlasting elixir.

An apple falling from a tree means different things to different people but it helped in making an important breakthrough in science for Newton. The idea of scientist and discovery is not dealt in the same context here. There are some of us who would have tasted the apple and could have said it's bitter, if it had fallen in our head. A casual occurrence in free solitary observation became the turnkey to unlock the wonders of science as science is a peak from which we mount our telescopes to observe the vanishing beauty of nature.


One step leads onto another, a door opened leads us to another series of doors, it is not in the luxury of unknown elements that brings us the joy of a discovery but the path of curious navigation. Because, once the doors are opened the palpitating anticipation becomes a thing of past and it is no more under the spell of stationary distraction which once was dynamic while moving through the doors.

I wish that everyone should begin this exploration of mystery and adventure as it may result in an invaluable serendipity that would spur us in our own growth and also for others.

Life Is a Game !