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Lost Touch With Beauty And Goodness

Children playing on a seashore

I am 30 years old man who lives in Bangalore for the past 6 years. I came here looking for a job afterwards and settled here (although I am still unmarried). In hindsight, when I look back through the lens of time, I felt that my happiest time was when I was 1 year old, and a childhood photograph of mine attests the same. There was an instinctive feeling that world is bursting forth with joy, that world is fundamentally a good place to live in, that people mean what they say, that we cried just because our little brother or sister was crying, that we played on “the seashore of endless worlds” as Rabindranath Tagore would put it.

To sum up, it was a feeling that unshakable hope and great faith was born with us and in us.

I also felt that the education factory which churns out well crafted “educated children”, the more common term for which is called school, was the first effective and lasting step in introducing and glorifying the fear of punishment, fear of doing or thinking anything which the herd doesn’t approve of, fear of peer comparison by not being able to outdo the other “smarter” kid, fear of being bullied by the big kid when teachers were not watching, fear of living in prison sitting in front of a black board without contact with the great world in which one is born.

All these lay a good foundation for the eventual formation of a worldview which says:

If you accuse me now of preaching, I will invite you to read the above points again and ask yourself as a mental exercise:

What sort of person will someone be if he thoroughly embodies such a worldview?

What would make such a person happy?

What would I have to do with a child to break his spirit that so that eventually he inevitably becomes such a person?

What would have to happen to such a person so that he seriously questions his world view?

Do I know somebody who greatly resembles such a person?

How much am I like that person?

On a closing note, I would like to point out that constantly questioning one’s motives goes long a long way in the right direction without the need for preaching from anybody including myself.

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