Monthly Archives: September 2013

the law will never make the men free; it is the men that will have to make law free!!


It’s a baby girl!

The Espresso Addict

She was 27, and at home.

She stood in front of the mirror, naked. She looked at her breasts. This was the biggest they had ever been. But she knew that they were going to get bigger. She stared at herself for a long while before she ran her right hand across the entire area of her belly, from just above her abdomen, all the way down to its lower end. It looked bloated and the bump had begun to show through her clothes now. She was five months pregnant, and had just received her scans from her gynecologist. She had dreaded this moment would come right from when she turned into a teenager. And 15 years later, she still wasn’t prepared for it.

“You are going to have a healthy and beautiful baby girl. You just have to keep eating healthy, and get good sleep and sufficient exercise, just like…

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On Teachers Day…

On the occasion of Teacher’s Day, I would like to share a classic story that I adapted from the Nobel prize winning poet Rabindranath Tagore, in which he warned us of the dangers of McEducation almost 80 years ago. In ‘The Parrot’s Training’ , we are told of a golden cage that is built to imprison the wild and uncivilized parrot so that she can be properly educated by the king’s pundits. In addition to the 3Rs, she should also learn who is ‘the boss’ as well as be familiar with all the latest global brands. 

First, the teachers tried stuffing the bird with pages of the official textbooks. That did not work. Then a UNICEF project came with all kinds of child-friendly and joyful techniques for the girl-child parrot. They also taught the parrot about child rights. No improvement. Then the World Bank gave a loan to the king (with austerity conditionalities of course) to build a bigger cage with a nicer toliet. Still, no difference. Then the OECD came with the PISA standardized tests and new a national policy white paper was written. Harvard researchers were invited to conduct studies on the parrot’s brain and multiple intelligences. Nothing worked. Then Apple gave it an iPad, a free high speed wifi connection, and links to Khan Academy. She even got her own facebook page. But the parrot was not allowed to leave the cage despite her obvious distress. In fact, she was scolded for being ungrateful and impertinent. Then she was given mindfulness training. No luck. Finally, anti-depressants drugs were prescribed. As the parrot was overstuffed with information and tormented by the pressure of competition, she internalized her label as a ‘slow learner’ and ‘failure’, and lost confidence in her gift of flight. One day the cage was accidently left open but she was afraid to venture out. She was diagnosed with NDD (nature deficit disorder). The parrot became totally dependent on the cage. Her dreams were reduced to being a rat in the rat-race. A deep loss of purpose ensued. Slowly her spirit withered away. In the end, a lot of people made a lot of money on the parrot’s education, everyone benefited except the parrot. 

The time has come to more deeply understand the nature of the cage and its impact on each of us and our communities in both the South and the North – beyond what the World Bank economists tell us. It is important for teachers around the world to crack open and re-examine our definitions of progress, success, happiness and to look at how our imaginations for creative social action have been colonized by the cage. 

We also need to question the assumption that, if we keep adding more and more bells and whistles onto the cage, we can actually fix or reform its fundamental nature as an institution built for control and domination. 
– Manish Jain, Shikshantar Andolan

Anonymity is good!


There is a time in one’s life cycle..when there is a great need to be loud, since one was pushed to the corner by repression, suppression, loneliness, born of ignorance. So what Lao Tzu said..”be like nature and express fully. Then be silent,” holds true. There comes a time when there is a greater need to be secretive and quiet and almost reclusive…This reclusive phase is not born of depression or suppression..but born of reveling in one’s lovely solitude..that is born of knowing..”Now I am self reliant and can take care of whatever rises inside all is now welcome and joyful…the fury, the rage, the sadness, the passion, the urges, the desires, the ecstasy, the aloofness..all of it. Now I am one with nature…earlier I thought I was separate.” I feel one can be truly oneself only in anonymity..provided that anonymity is not born of shame, fear and guilt..But…

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