Its been six months now and surprisingly it had been satisfying. He was happy. A happiness which had no past or a future ,may be, just the present. A happiness which had no reason. But, he was happy.
His college days were over, and it was time for him to join one of those MNCs. And when he joined this company, he was a bit scared..., a bit confused.... Not clear about his future, Not clear about his goals.
Till then his life had some purpose, he knew what exactly had to be done...
He had to get a job. He had to get a job so that his family could be financially secure, so that his family could stay happy and thus he would be happy. For him, personally, he had never thought anything beyond that, that was it, the end, the end of his aspirations, his energy, his passion, his life.
and from then, started the life of the machine, which i tried to capture in one of my previous posts.
He was getting into the exact life which i was always afraid of.
He had started to live the "The Life for a Resume." The Life of doing innovations for the sake of it, trying to compete with others, getting the work done before it was scheduled, covering more and more work portfolio, all this and more so that his resume looks good. He was trying to squeeze his life into that A4 size resume not knowing that he was strangling, suffocating himself, not knowing that, later, when he will look back, this resume will mean nothing more than a piece of paper for him.
But it was going to change soon, and the change surprisingly did not come from the more happening malls, or the posh pubs of noida, rather, it came from a slum community in Noida. It was one of the friends from his college, who had introduced him to this NGO working in Noida.
Well he dint have anything else to do on the weekends, and so he decided to do the so called "Social service". But before he started, he wanted to understand, why he was doing this.
Was he doing this so that he could tell every one that he is doing social work. so that whenever some one called him, he could tell that,
"yeah.. hi ,.. you know what, I go and do some NGO work nowadays. " ..
hmm... May be , may be not....
But what priority did it have in his life ? well , a movie definitely had more priority.
Isnt it..????
Was he doing this for his own satisfaction ? that whenever he gets some free time go spend some time with the children and get that feel good factor "of doing something good". Was it..???
Dont know... may be .. may be not...
Was he doing this coz he really cared for them and wanted to bring in some change there. Was it...?
Dont know.... I really dont know...
He started going there. Started spending some time with the kids there. It was good. He was happy.
But then like all those gals who had rejected him, the kids were also not going to accept him initially.
For the first few weeks no kid went to him to learn. He just went there every weekend, sat there amidst all those noise they made,... he was trying to find some silence in that noise. He was happy.
One day one of their 'sir'jis asked them to do "chappan adhik paintalis" and one gal dint know how to do it. Trying to find the answer from somewhere she went to him and asked
"Sirji, sirji. ye kaise karte hain..?"
Well he dint know what chappan or paintalis meant. For that matter he dint know any number beyond pachis in Hindi. But he dint want to tell her that. It was for the first time some one was coming to him to learn something. Instead, he said,
"acha... dheko beta, ye toh bahut hi aasan dediya woh sirji ne.. main aapko thoda jyaada tough deta hun. dus + pantrah. dhekte hai kar paogi ki nahi..? "
"kar paoongi sirji, abhi karke laati hun".
with one of the cutest and naughtiest smile she left for doing the problem.
He was happy. some one had gone to him for learning something for the first time.
From the next day it was learning more than teaching for him.
kids teaching him daye, baye, and he teaching them left, right.
Though gradually more and more kids started going to him for learning, there was one kid who always sticked to him. Our "chappan adhik paintalis". He should be there, then only she would start studying. More than a student, she was a lil sister to him.
Now he knew, why he was doing this. It brought some purpose into his life. It brought some passion, some passion to achieve something for some one other than himself. He knew that he could stay happy now only if his this new family is happy. Kids were happy to see him, they were happy to be with him, and he was too.
Thus went one of the most satisfying six months of his life...
But things cannot move so smoothly right. It was on the day I came back from the vacation with my smaller family, I learnt that there was govt order to remove that slum from there. I learnt that although the NGO had fought a lot to oppose it, they could not. They had closed this center.
and again I was left all alone in that road.
I was again getting into the exact life which i was always afraid of.
Once again I had started to live the "The Life for the Resume."
The next weekend, in the evening..., I went for a long walk, I walked a long distance through those 4 lane roads in Noida thinking about the meaninglessness of this life and about my meaningless future, and one of the decision I took during those long walks was to move to bangalore, to share the happiness of my smaller family.
It was after a long gap of 6 years I went back to Noida again. I went for that walk again, on those straight four lane roads of noida, thinking about the past.
A traffic jam...
I saw her, my lil sister....
My chappan adhik paintalis.
She was begging for food...... ???????
A police man was walking towards her. He slapped her on her face. caught her by her hair and pushed her to the side of the road.
I ran towards her,
God, I did not have the courage to look at her face.,
She had...
she looked at me, recognizing me, she asked,
"Why Sirji, why, why did you leave us alone...?"
What should I say...
Oh God, I could not save my lil brothers and sisters.
Kannan
2.18.2008
2.12.2008
Some thoughts
Why many of us have pity over people in wretched conditions, with shabby looks and dirty clothes. And why few of us feel so bad about their condition that they don’t mind giving spare coins to these unprivileged humans. Feeling that he or she is living comfortable life and untidy person knocking on the car doors for changes is fighting to have meal for two times can drive anyone emotional and devoid him or her of reasons. A person can think giving few coins to beggars or urchins on traffic signal wouldn’t solve their problems but make their day little easier.
I have observed this tendency in many volunteers, whose soul aim is to make a day little better for children studying in schools or community centers sponsored by various NGOs. They are over protective and most of the times forgetful of shortcomings in children attending the class. So who suffer in the end …. These overprotective Sirji and Madamji would eventually leave that project or classes because of other commitments in life and replaced same kind of sugar coated very very sensitive and emotional volunteers. But these children miss another chance to become more equal in our highly unequal society.
I wish to have system where they are treated professionally than emotionally. They are poor and unprivileged and they would have to leave with this fact. Our aim should be make them aware of power of education and how it can change their lives And why they should always strive for better education. We can give them new bags so that they don’t feel bad among other children in school. We can provide them with clothes and we can many more things. But why to do all so .. Why make them privileged and I wonder if doing so would possible in long run …. Why not limit ourselves to giving them education, preparing them for better schools and guiding them for their future. Lastly, why not treat them as a normal child would be treated in a normal classroom.
Nikhil
I have observed this tendency in many volunteers, whose soul aim is to make a day little better for children studying in schools or community centers sponsored by various NGOs. They are over protective and most of the times forgetful of shortcomings in children attending the class. So who suffer in the end …. These overprotective Sirji and Madamji would eventually leave that project or classes because of other commitments in life and replaced same kind of sugar coated very very sensitive and emotional volunteers. But these children miss another chance to become more equal in our highly unequal society.
I wish to have system where they are treated professionally than emotionally. They are poor and unprivileged and they would have to leave with this fact. Our aim should be make them aware of power of education and how it can change their lives And why they should always strive for better education. We can give them new bags so that they don’t feel bad among other children in school. We can provide them with clothes and we can many more things. But why to do all so .. Why make them privileged and I wonder if doing so would possible in long run …. Why not limit ourselves to giving them education, preparing them for better schools and guiding them for their future. Lastly, why not treat them as a normal child would be treated in a normal classroom.
Nikhil
2.04.2008
AAGAAZ... the begining :)
No children in the class..
Electricity connection gone just before playing the movie..
Children’s parents barge in and take back their kids without explanation..
…..Those were some of the crisis moments that we went through with the start of classes at Aagaaz, but by God’s grace we pulled it through on all those occasions. And then, what’s the fun working without challenges! These moments remind me of an Ashutosh Gowarikar movie like Lagaan or Swadesh where the impending failures threaten the strugglers before success finally takes over. I may be dramatizing it too much, but it was the first social start-up I’ve worked on and it did scare the hell out of me some of the times :)
Thanks to Darshan’s support things seem to be headed for sunshine times. I wouldn’t like to bore you with details, but currently we’re teaching approx 15 kids, most of whom are going to school. We’re visiting the community to tap the most needy non-schoolgoers.
And yes, we celebrated 26th Jan by showing them the movie ‘Air Buddies’ (hindi version)- the movie in which the puppies run away from home because they don’t want to be separated. The kids enjoyed it. After that each child presented an impromptu performance- a somg or a joke (or even a PJ at times! Esp the one by Anita’s brother Jasvinder which neither me nor Mayank were able to understand!!). Then we concluded with a brief discussion about the importance of Republic Day, and yes, the sweets.
Deciding on a fixed curriculum and interaction with the community people are next on the cards. Plus admitting the non schoolgoers to the Govt school, for which of course we’ll need more volunteers. Thank you for bearing with the post in case you’ve read it through till hereJ. And yes, the pictures I’ll arrange next time. This one is one of my old Prayas pics.
Shruti Tewari
Electricity connection gone just before playing the movie..
Children’s parents barge in and take back their kids without explanation..
…..Those were some of the crisis moments that we went through with the start of classes at Aagaaz, but by God’s grace we pulled it through on all those occasions. And then, what’s the fun working without challenges! These moments remind me of an Ashutosh Gowarikar movie like Lagaan or Swadesh where the impending failures threaten the strugglers before success finally takes over. I may be dramatizing it too much, but it was the first social start-up I’ve worked on and it did scare the hell out of me some of the times :)
Thanks to Darshan’s support things seem to be headed for sunshine times. I wouldn’t like to bore you with details, but currently we’re teaching approx 15 kids, most of whom are going to school. We’re visiting the community to tap the most needy non-schoolgoers.
And yes, we celebrated 26th Jan by showing them the movie ‘Air Buddies’ (hindi version)- the movie in which the puppies run away from home because they don’t want to be separated. The kids enjoyed it. After that each child presented an impromptu performance- a somg or a joke (or even a PJ at times! Esp the one by Anita’s brother Jasvinder which neither me nor Mayank were able to understand!!). Then we concluded with a brief discussion about the importance of Republic Day, and yes, the sweets.Deciding on a fixed curriculum and interaction with the community people are next on the cards. Plus admitting the non schoolgoers to the Govt school, for which of course we’ll need more volunteers. Thank you for bearing with the post in case you’ve read it through till hereJ. And yes, the pictures I’ll arrange next time. This one is one of my old Prayas pics.
Shruti Tewari
2.01.2008
26 January 2008 @ PRAYAS an Awesome Experience !!!!
सर : बच्चो 26 जनवरी क्या होता है ?
हाथ खडे करो ....एक ,दो ,तीन और चार ,बस चार ही हाथ,अच्छा कविता तुम बताओ ?
कविता :- सर जी 26 जनवरी 1950 से पूलिस आयी थी !
सर : ओ.के.,और कुछ ?
कविता : कानून आया था !
सर : और कोई ? चन्दा तुम बताओ ?
चन्दा : सरजी उस दिन से संविधान लागू हुआ था !
सर: गुड .संविधान क्या होता है ?
चन्दा : सरजी ........पता नहीं ,
सर : और कोई बतायेगा ?
साबरीन : 26 जनवरी को देश आजाद हुआ था !
सर : नहीं बेटा ,देश 26 जनवरी को नही 15 अगस्त 1947 को आजाद हुआ था !
This was the way our republic day celebration at sector 16-Noida Community took off on 26th Jan 2008.One thing was very much noticeable on that afternoon i.e. every kid was looking so smart in new and clean clothes, Everyone was so enthusiastic about the celebration. I was just wondering, When I was kid I used to be such joyful when there was Holi
or Deewali J .So after the above discussion we tried to explain them what does it mean to be Republic ,and what is Republic day . Lot of people(Volunteers) and lot of ways to explain them. I don’t know how much successful we were to explain them about constitution and republic. I explained them about national Flag “तिरंगा” too.
हाथ खडे करो ....एक ,दो ,तीन और चार ,बस चार ही हाथ,अच्छा कविता तुम बताओ ?
कविता :- सर जी 26 जनवरी 1950 से पूलिस आयी थी !
सर : ओ.के.,और कुछ ?
कविता : कानून आया था !
सर : और कोई ? चन्दा तुम बताओ ?
चन्दा : सरजी उस दिन से संविधान लागू हुआ था !
सर: गुड .संविधान क्या होता है ?
चन्दा : सरजी ........पता नहीं ,
सर : और कोई बतायेगा ?
साबरीन : 26 जनवरी को देश आजाद हुआ था !
सर : नहीं बेटा ,देश 26 जनवरी को नही 15 अगस्त 1947 को आजाद हुआ था !
This was the way our republic day celebration at sector 16-Noida Community took off on 26th Jan 2008.One thing was very much noticeable on that afternoon i.e. every kid was looking so smart in new and clean clothes, Everyone was so enthusiastic about the celebration. I was just wondering, When I was kid I used to be such joyful when there was Holi
or Deewali J .So after the above discussion we tried to explain them what does it mean to be Republic ,and what is Republic day . Lot of people(Volunteers) and lot of ways to explain them. I don’t know how much successful we were to explain them about constitution and republic. I explained them about national Flag “तिरंगा” too.Suddenly Sonia said, we want to listen song not the Bhasan here :) , so next round of joy, talent & masti began with lot of patriotic songs ,Sona ,Hina ,Subi,Afsana,Danista,Reena,Gudiya ,Jyoti ,Chanda , every kid participated in those nice songs. Kavita, Isharat and Ashmina shows there theatre skills with their patented Skit “अनपढ भाभी” :) .Geeta was the “Voice of Noida” for that day ,She sings very well .after every kid has done their job now it was the volunteers turn .
Started with Anand Bhai’s valuable talk, he mainly stressed upon the education and hygiene part of their life. Now “Nikhil” Dhoni Sir told about one pledge funda ,It was wonderful concept actually ,he told them to pledge one good thing they will follow from today, On a lighter note Nikhil sang couple of songs of “Himesh Reshmiya” and he danced like a Rock star :),After Nikhil it was the turn of Ruchi madam, She told them about the value of being neat and clean ,being hygienic she motivated them to clean themselves, their home their community ,nice to hear it :).
Selva He sang a song beautifully and all the kids joined him too. After everything done Kavita and few other kids insisted to see any performance from my side .After thinking for a minute, I got the song which I had to sing
“लकडी की काठी,काठी का घोडा, घोडे के सर पे जो मारा हथौडा....” I asked Arun and Anand bhai to
join me and then we sang and acted accordingly :), it was great to be with our PRAYAS kids always.
Climax of the function was the most wonderful thing cause of “National Anthem “
Everyone stand up and sang “राष्ट्रीय गान”. After all this function delicious “Ladoo” and snacks party were there, we enjoyed it a lot, Thanks to Selva :) .
join me and then we sang and acted accordingly :), it was great to be with our PRAYAS kids always.
Climax of the function was the most wonderful thing cause of “National Anthem “
Everyone stand up and sang “राष्ट्रीय गान”. After all this function delicious “Ladoo” and snacks party were there, we enjoyed it a lot, Thanks to Selva :) .
Lot of volunteers attended the celebration on that day Ruchi,Anuradah,Divisha,Arun,Kanan,Nikhil,Anand,Selva ,Sonia ,Pamela & of course me (Darshan) were there with kids and they made that day memorable for us J.Those two hours of republic day afternoon were most wonderful hours on any Republic Day celebration for me.
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