Friday, January 8, 2016
प्रदान मधला मी
Monday, April 1, 2013
Need A Job? - Invent It!
By Thomas L Friedman, The New York Times. Published on www.NDTV.com on 1st April 2013
When Tony Wagner, the Harvard education specialist, describes his job today, he says he's "a translator between two hostile tribes" - the education world and the business world, the people who teach our kids and the people who give them jobs. Wagner's argument in his book "Creating Innovators: The Making of Young People Who Will Change the World" is that our K-12 and college tracks are not consistently "adding the value and teaching the skills that matter most in the marketplace."
This is dangerous at a time when there is increasingly no such thing as a high-wage, middle-skilled job - the thing that sustained the middle class in the past generation. Now there is only a high-wage, high-skilled job. Every middle-class job today is being pulled up, out or down faster than ever. That is, it either requires more skill or can be done by more people around the world or is being buried - made obsolete - faster than ever. Which is why the goal of education today, argues Wagner, should not be to make every child "college ready" but "innovation ready" - ready to add value to whatever they do.
That is a tall task. I tracked Wagner down and asked him to elaborate. "Today," he said via email, "because knowledge is available on every Internet-connected device, what you know matters far less than what you can do with what you know. The capacity to innovate - the ability to solve problems creatively or bring new possibilities to life - and skills like critical thinking, communication and collaboration are far more important than academic knowledge. As one executive told me, 'We can teach new hires the content, and we will have to because it continues to change, but we can't teach them how to think - to ask the right questions - and to take initiative."'
My generation had it easy. We got to "find" a job. But, more than ever, our kids will have to "invent" a job. (Fortunately, in today's world, that's easier and cheaper than ever before.) Sure, the lucky ones will find their first job, but, given the pace of change today, even they will have to reinvent, re-engineer and reimagine that job much more often than their parents if they want to advance in it. If that's true, I asked Wagner, what do young people need to know today?
"Every young person will continue to need basic knowledge, of course," he said. "But they will need skills and motivation even more. Of these three education goals, motivation is the most critical. Young people who are intrinsically motivated - curious, persistent and willing to take risks - will learn new knowledge and skills continuously. They will be able to find new opportunities or create their own - a disposition that will be increasingly important as many traditional careers disappear."
So what should be the focus of education reform today?
"We teach and test things most students have no interest in and will never need, and facts that they can Google and will forget as soon as the test is over," said Wagner. "Because of this, the longer kids are in school, the less motivated they become. Gallup's recent survey showed student engagement going from 80 percent in fifth grade to 40 percent in high school. More than a century ago, we 'reinvented' the one-room schoolhouse and created factory schools for the industrial economy. Reimagining schools for the 21st century must be our highest priority. We need to focus more on teaching the skill and will to learn and to make a difference and bring the three most powerful ingredients of intrinsic motivation into the classroom: play, passion and purpose."
What does that mean for teachers and principals?
"Teachers," he said, "need to coach students to performance excellence, and principals must be instructional leaders who create the culture of collaboration required to innovate. But what gets tested is what gets taught, and so we need 'Accountability 2.0.' All students should have digital portfolios to show evidence of mastery of skills like critical thinking and communication, which they build up right through K-12 and postsecondary. Selective use of high-quality tests, like the College and Work Readiness Assessment, is important. Finally, teachers should be judged on evidence of improvement in students' work through the year - instead of a score on a bubble test in May. We need lab schools where students earn a high school diploma by completing a series of skill-based 'merit badges' in things like entrepreneurship. And schools of education where all new teachers have 'residencies' with master teachers and performance standards - not content standards - must become the new normal throughout the system."
Who is doing it right?
"Finland is one of the most innovative economies in the world," he said, "and it is the only country where students leave high school 'innovation-ready'. They learn concepts and creativity more than facts, and have a choice of many electives - all with a shorter school day, little homework and almost no testing. In the US, 500 K-12 schools affiliated with Hewlett Foundation's Deeper Learning Initiative and a consortium of 100 school districts called EdLeader21 are developing new approaches to teaching 21st-century skills. There are also a growing number of 'reinvented' colleges like the Olin College of Engineering, the MIT Media Lab and the 'D-school' at Stanford where students learn to innovate."
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
On Primary Education
- Dialects in India are so poor that worldly knowledge can’t be told with those
- Alone Europe’s books are more knowledgeable than rest of the world’s books
- Nobody can progress alone with mother-tongue. Propagation of English is therefore necessary
- With India’s restricted resources it’s not possible to impart education to all
- Government collects revenues from poor workers however it spends those on upper caste and class people
- Primary education is not good; not useful and not vocationally oriented. Entire machinery is driving to giving jobs. System requires complete change. We want teachers who will hold ploughs in their hand; should have capability to link/befriend oppressed classes. Curriculum to be adjoined with agriculture and skill-oriented options.
- We just don’t want primary education but higher education as well. No nation can move ahead without higher education. Whatever is required in primary education for a skilled teacher comes through higher education.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Rock On!
Friday, April 6, 2012
Where Mind is Without Fear..
I am disturbed after meeting a guy who has been completely trapped by the societal pressure – to do something as a job. No doubt that Job Satisfaction is a mirage, that one chases to realise that it’s time to be practical right now, and lets be reasonable and do what people ‘generally’ do, however there are exceptions and they not only satisfied with their job, but create a landmark in their vocation may that be a Chemist in Lubrizol India Pvt. Ltd., Turbhe (my first organisation) or Vikas, waiter from Mohan Dhaba, Padhar. They are clear of their existence – what they ought to do and they just deliver it full-heartedly.
It’s a typical story – name is immaterial. S/he could be your sibling, neighbour, and friend. This scribbling is not faceless –just that put your known face onto it and read ahead. He chased to clear a prestigious entrance exam, took break for it. Not clearing it through amidst tough competition, unhappily opted for typical course and then passion of youth lost its way amidst ‘dreary desert sand of dead habits’.. He is one among million of students coming out of colleges, trying to find his groove. I can sense he has come out of closed structure of college and even tougher middle-class home – where parents have unloaded all their unfulfilled wishes onto him to complete it in the best possible way – by going through IIT, IIM, IAS, going to USA.. as if the initial years are spent in chasing these taglines, not realising what gives me adrenaline rush.. is it too much that expecting Ranchos to come out of our colleges is a myth – where one has to strive for excellence, so that success comes automatically. Living a healthy life with all aspects is a course not taught in any of these institutes. If one is lucky enough to come across one such teacher, elder person in life who leaves such ever-lasting touch of the subject with no defined syllabus – one course where everything happening around becomes a syllabus in itself, I decide my syllabus, exam, tutor and result as well!
At such extreme times, I become cynical and start blaming ‘system’. Everything that is undesirable and can’t be corrected by me directly, I tend to put all that shit on this hidden dragon called as system! But let me be a bit generalist and ask – how long such confused lots be coming out of universities, where on the other hand college dropouts Bill Gates and Marc Zuckerberg are founding the world class organisations in early twenties. We are happy to be IIT-IIM/Harvard/MIT educated and serving them till we retire! I get agitated by extra importance we have been giving to various taglines-starting from our surnames which depicts our feudal mindset, school, college, company, children’s degrees, their colleges, their jobs etc. my agitation is not out of anger and incapability of not having attended any of these institutes – which I might not have but how can that make me unfit to meaningfully live my part of life. If at all education from these elite institutes should have to make them nokardaar of best of the organisations or inculcate ability to make basic questions to the prevailing social norms, break them, and rebuild them again. By working in any MNC, my responsibility of building the larger challenges of society ends? Even if I forget these stupid fundoo questions, I again go back to emerging life of a 22 year old guy who has just passed out and put his first step out in this jaalim duniya. More than what he is sure, there are long list of things he is absolutely not sure of. This age has its own demands; he’s simultaneously looking forward for a partner to share all this chaos. Even having gone through best of the institutes, still the protagonist of this story is not equipped with raw material to deal with this dynamic situation. More so when most of his batchmates are succumbing to usual pressures and getting ‘settled’ in their life.. I don’t expect everything to be ideal, as I am becoming ‘old’ and pragmatic. (Slowly the ‘system’ takes over you ;)) that this is how it would go and I have to be prepared to face this. I have begun to understand how these forces play and make me to lose myself. I can maybe share these experiences with as many of them as possible and togetherly carry out this liberation.
Rabindranath Tagore’s poem is truly inspirational especially written for youths who are stepping into duniyadari after protected years in family and college:
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up
into fragments by narrow domestic walls;
Where words come out from the depth of the truth;
Where tireless striving stretches its arm towards perfection;
Where clear stream of reason
has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;
Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action..
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.
Friday, March 9, 2012
पत्र..
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हे प्रिय,
बऱ्याच दिवसांनंतर मी तुझ्याशी लिखित स्वरूपात बोलते आहे. तुझ्यापासून दूर होते तेव्हा तुझ्याशी होणारा संवाद, प्रेम, राग, शंका-कुशंका सगळं सगळं डायरीत लिहून काढायचे. एकत्र राहायला लागल्यावर थेट तुझ्याशीच बोलायला लागले. तरीही काहीतरी उरतंच... लिहिण्यासाठी....
अजूनही एसटीमधली आपली पहिली भेट आठवते. दिवाळीची तोबा गदीर्. फक्त तुझ्याशेजारीची जागा रिकामी. मी बसणार तेवढ्यात तू माझ्याकडे तिरक्या नजरेने त्यावर विरजण टाकलंस, 'इथला माणूस खाली उतरला आहे. तो आला तर मी उठणार नाही. तुम्हाला उठावं लागेल.' तुझ्या या खडूस निक्षूनपणाचा रागच आला. एका मुलीशी (तेही इतक्या सुंदर!) बोलण्याची किती कठोर आणि उद्धट पद्धत वाटली मला. 'तो उतरलेला माणूस आला तर आपण उठायचंच नाही. होईल ते होईल,' असा विचार करून मी बसले. तो 'उतरलेला माणूस' काही परत आला नाही आणि बसप्रवासाबरोबर आपल्या आयुष्याच्या सहप्रवासाचीही सुरुवात झाली. या प्रवासात बरंच काही घडलं. मुली कशा असतात, मुले कशी असतात यावर आपला झालेला वाद, रात्री रस्त्यात एक रॉकेलच्या ट्रकचं पुलावरून खाली पडणं, तू जखमींना वाचविण्यासाठी अंधारात उतरणं, तुझी बस चुकणं, माझं कंडक्टर व प्रवाशांशी भांडण, तुला शोधण्यासाठी परत अपघातस्थळी पळत येणं, दोघांनी बराच अंतर पुढे गेलेली बस पळत पळत पकडणं, तुझे रक्ताने माखलेले कपडे पाहून सगळयांकडून कौतुक वगैरे. तू जखमींना वाचविण्यासाठी विचार न करता एकटाच उतरलास. त्याचवेळी तू माझ्या मनात घर केलंस. म्हटलं...'चांगला माणूस आहे.'
मैत्री वाढत गेली. 'मैत्रीपलीकडच्या' नात्याचा दोघांनाही मागमूस लागला. मी निर्धास्त. तुझा फोन, 'आपलं नातं मैत्रीपलीकडे जात आहे. माझ्या घरी खूप पारंपरिक वातावरण आहे. मला तुला फसवायचं नाही. खोट्या आशेवर ठेवायचं नाही. आजपासून आपला संपर्क बंद.' याहीवेळी तू आवडलास. तुझ्या स्पष्टपणामुळे तुझ्याबद्दलचा आदर वाढला. अगदी 'आता आपण एकमेकांशिवाय राहू शकत नाही' इथपर्यंत.
खरंतर प्रेम, लग्न अशा गोष्टी मी स्वत:च्या आयुष्यात गृहीत धरलेल्या नव्हत्या. लहानपणापासून आई-वडील, भाऊ-वहिनी या नात्यांपासून ते आजूबाजूचे अनेक संसार होरपळलेले पाहिले होते. तर्र दारू पिऊन येणारे नवरे, दिवसभर शेतात राबून रात्री नवऱ्याच्या लाथा खाणाऱ्या बायका, भेदरलेली, रडणारी लेकरे हे सर्व अनुभवलं होतं...मग नकोच ते लग्न.
पण तुझ्याशी जुळलेलं नातं मात्र जैविक झालं.
तुझ्याशी मैत्री हा सहजयोग असला तरी पुढील वाटचाल सोपी नव्हती. मी तथाकथित 'खिशात नाही दाणा, अन् पाटील म्हणा' अशा जातकुळीत जन्मलेली. वडील सुशिक्षित. आयुष्यातले सगळे निर्णय घेण्याची परवानगी, फक्त लग्न सोडून. मला जातपात मानणं कधीच मान्य नव्हतं. त्यामुळे तुझ्याबद्दलचा निर्णय मी घेऊ शकत होते. तरीही त्यांनी टाकलेला 'विश्वास,' माझ्यासाठी घेतलेले कष्ट, माझं अवकाश धुंडाळण्यासाठी दिलेले प्रोत्साहन व संधी, पाहिलेली स्वप्ने हे सगळं सगळं विस्कटणार होतं.
माझ्या आईवडिलांनी त्यांच्या माझ्यावरील 'विश्वासाची' परत परत आठवण करून दिली. आत्महत्या करण्याच्या धमकीपर्यंत प्रकरण गेलं. दोघेही भावनिक झालो. क्षणभरच. तू तर जाहीरच केलं. 'लग्न करेन तर हिच्याशीच.' तुझ्यातला हा ठामपणा मला अनपेक्षितच होता खरा. आता लग्न करण्याशिवाय पर्याय नाही या निर्णयापर्यंत आलो.
असं म्हणतात की 'खरी समानता मानणारा पुरुष' घरातल्यांशी वागताना कळतो. तुझं स्वयंपाक बनविणं, स्वत:चे कपडे धुणं (बऱ्याचदा माझेही), चहा बनविणं, भांडी घासणं, माझ्याशी मित्रासारखं (बऱ्याचदा मित्रापलिकडचं) वागणं या सर्व गोष्टी तू इतर लोकांसमोर, नातेवाईक, मित्र मैत्रिणी यांच्यासमोर करतोस म्हणून मला तू 'ढोंगी' वाटत नाहीस. आपलं नातं गावी राहणाऱ्या तुझ्या नातेवाईकांनी स्वीकारल्यावर साडी, मंगळसूत्र यांचा प्रश्ान् आलाच होता. ती जबाबदारी मी पूर्णपणे तुझ्यावर टाकलेली. 'तिला घालायचं नाही तर ती घालणार नाही. तिला कोणी जबरदस्ती करू नका,' अशी ठाम पण कठोर भूमिका तू लीलया पेललीस. तुझ्या वडिलांनी आयुष्यभराच्या पुंजीतून बांधलेल्या घराच्या वास्तुशांतीच्या पूजेला बसण्यास मी दिलेल्या नकारामुळे निर्माण झालेली नात्यातील तेढ व वादळ तूच शमवलंस. तेही मला दोष न देता. मी माझं नाव बदललं नाही. तुझ्या ध्यानीमनीही हा मुद्दा नाही. घर, लाईट बिल, पाणी बिल दोघांच्या नावावर केलंस. होणारं अपत्यही दोघांच्या नावावर. तुझ्यासाठी नवीन असणाऱ्या विचारांवर तू विचार केलास. पटल्यावरच स्वत: अंगिकारलंस व इतरांना विचार बदलण्यासाठी प्रेरणा दिलीस.
तुझ्यासोबतच्या सहजीवनातली व माझ्या आयुष्यातला महत्त्वाचा कप्पा असलेली एक महत्त्वाची गोष्ट, जिचा उल्लेख करायलाच हवा ती म्हणजे आपले शरीरसंबंध. अगदी लहानपणापासून स्वत:च्या लैंगिक अवयवांना, स्वत:तल्या लैंगिकतेला इतकं झाकून ठेवलेलं की मी आयुष्यात कधी कुणाशी शरीराने जवळ येईन असा विचारही करवत नव्हता. शिवाय 'नवरा' कशा पद्धतीनं 'बायकोच्या' शरीराला ओरबाडून 'बलात्कार' करत असतो. याची अनेक उदाहरणे ऐकलेली, पाहिलेली असल्याने मला माझ्या आयुष्यात तो भागच नसावा अशीच माझी इच्छा. पण, तू मात्र अगदी हळुवारपणे, प्रेमाने, तुझ्या स्पर्शाने, आधी दोन मने मग दोन शरीरे एकत्रित आल्याने होणाऱ्या उत्कट आनंदाची मला ओळख करून दिली. बिनसलेल्या, लादलेल्या जबरदस्तीच्या रात्रींमुळे विस्कटलेले संसार पाहिले की मला तुझा अभिमान वाटतो. तुझ्यामुळे मी तुझ्याच नव्हे तर माझ्याही शरीरावर प्रेम करायला शिकले.
खरंतर तू भेटण्याअगोदरही मी आनंदी होते, तुझ्याशिवाय. आता मात्र तुझ्याशिवाय जगण्याची कल्पना करवत नाही. आपल्याकडे लग्न झाल्यावर 'मुलीची' कशी पटकन 'बाई' होते. तिला अंतर्बाह्य बदलावं लागतं. किती प्रकारच्या नको असणाऱ्या तडजोडी औपचारिकपणे करत, घुसमट आयुष्य काढावं लागतं. मी मात्र यातल्या कोणत्याच गोष्टी न करता मोकळा श्वास घेत आयुष्य जगतेय. लग्न किंवा 'चांगला' जोडीदार मिळणं हा जुगार आहे. असं म्हणतात. मला तर 'जॅकपॉट' लागलाय.
( हे सर्व 'पुरुष म्हणून करतोसय म्हणून तू 'विशेष' आहेस असं नाही. तर तुझ्यातला 'संवेदनशील' माणूस तू जिवंत ठेवलास म्हणून तुझं कौतुक).
तुझ्या वारंवार प्रेमात पडणारी (खरं तर प्रेमातच असणारी).
- लक्ष्मी
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
1084, 1084 ki maa and nandini
Read Hazar Chaurasavi ki Maa by Mahashweta Devi.. as always thanks to Ranoo, for recommending me this book - not only recommending but putting a copy in my hand. A small book of 130 pages talks about a naxalite as a protagonist, strongly putting forward two images of India – one consumerists and other exploratory, experimenting, concerned, revolutionary, at times cynical..
I fell in love with character of Vrati. Seemingly indifferent to begin with, but as the story unfolds came to know the deepness within him. He chose life out-of-ordinary and was killed as 1084 numbered naxalite. He supported his mother, Sujata, who has been staunch in her own beliefs as an independent and confident woman but put those out - first out of family pressure and then due to indifference out of mundane life. Her husband is typical; dominant, unscrupulous, having many relations out of marriage, flamboyant .. Vrati’s other 3 siblings are more or less like his father; only Vrati, his mother and their maid Hem are different. With such a small piece of novel and few words only someone of caliber of Mahashweta Devi could have made it so impactful.
Seeing the trajectory of life chosen by Vrati and his love Nandini - the reasons behind their choices of revolutionary path they have chosen, the idealism in early twenties, how it gets shaken by some of vested interests.. There is reference in the book saying in 1970s there was time, when generation of youths between 16 to 40 in Bengal and around has been almost wiped out after being killed by police. These two and their like-minded friends were compared with their siblings who are consumed by their consumerists lifestyles lost without any aim, however outwardly successful – What an irony!
Frankly I am not capable to understand Sujata with my maturity and understanding. I felt like she is majorly biographical portrait of Mahashweta Devi in her 50s and also culmination of many of those women who were sensible enough to live a life having their say but got lost somewhere.. There are many subtle layers to her characters effortlessly and completely elaborated by Mahashweta Devi with minimum words and incidences. Unlike her I could relate with Vrati and Nandini as they are about my age. I guess I would require 3 more decades atleast to understand her.
I was so much moved by the impact created on me by the book alone, I enquired to know more about Mahashweta Devi. Thanks to Google, I could know her from her Magsaysay award declaration. She was a professor of English literature, married early and took divorce. She spent later part of her life in doing social activism, choosing to be among tribals and oppressed class forming their federations. She wrote books depicting their struggles. Thus the books did not remain as fictions alone but have been portrayed as stories of unsung heroes. Reading her entire life story was an experience..
I couldn’t resist myself from seeing the film by one of my favorites filmmaker, Govind Nihalani. I downloaded 12 sets of 10 minutes versions from youtube and watched it! Looking the genre of book, someone out-of-ordinary like him could have directed it with this fineness. I am mostly a man of films than books, you can say I prefer 2D over 1D ( and not 3D). Having read the book first, I was so curious to relate to characters from book to that of films! I knew what was going to happen after that.., their conversation, dialogues. I wondered how it would have been, had I watched film without reading the book or have read after watching film.. No doubt, the film made justice to the script, the sensitivity of the issue. The film is so subtle, multi-layered. What I find good - in a good film is that director leaves many of the things to the audience to interpret; many of conversations do not happen with only dialogues as medium but also gestures and postures..much is said when actually left unsaid. Govind Nihalani, being a cinematographer turned director, the simple yet meaningful frames of the film makes it a wonderful experience. There couldn’t have been a better climax, where Sujata is sitting in her room and writing diary reminiscing his son Vrati with a dim light partially lightening her face and coupled with simple yet meaningful dialogues. I simply wished I could have cried to express myself! Govind is like my alter ego – if I turn to film-making I would do it after being a cinematographer and would probably follow same genre of films.
Sujata by Jaya Bhaduri is aptly performed with the required emotions, intensity as portrayed in book. I understood her as detached person describing two opposite worlds; that of her husband and son with her own inclination towards later. She has not expressed herself by own but more through Vrati and Nandini –that’s the beauty of characters! No doubt, Jaya Bhaduri played it well, but don’t know why she doesn’t touch me beyond a limit, she still keeps it close to rationale and maybe incapacitated to touch out-there.
Sujata ponders after meeting Nandini: Something has died inside Nandini. Will she never become normal again? Never be a wife? Never be a mother? From the light on the road, human beings, each and every part of this land – she loved. That person would never become mother? And one who can’t tolerate a child, changes men in life one after another, need cocaine after wine, goes places without any aim – those mothers in their loveless, careless life would give birth to children! ‘What a wastage!’
Joy Sengupta is awesome! I loved him and was beyond ‘joy’ seeing him playing a marvelous character like Vrati. Well, it’s a dream to be enacting a character like Vrati who is effervescent yet deep. He looks terrifically handsome, 20 year old idealistic, caring, matured, intelligent guy. I am remembered of Naseeruddin, Om Puri, Irrfan Khan seeing him. I wondered where is he lost after this. He has lot to offer. I longed to be like him..
Sujata remembered Vrati saying: It’s difficult to be yourself..
Nandini, Vrati’s love – was brought to life by Nandita Das. Both she and Joy are tailor-made for their roles. She not only represented her part but put forward the idealism, frustrations, hope, helplessness of the entire generation which opted of guns in their hands instead of a secured future. It’s convincing enough. Her face, body was in absolute resonance with what she was saying. She said all that Vrati was undergoing in front of his mother but couldn’t convey her when he was alive, growing to be a man from a boy. I loved these three characters; Sujata, Vrati and Nandini from the book and the way they were given life in film.
Nandini after released from jail after inhuman torture says to Sujata: I find myself agitated, disturbed and imbalanced. All seem unknown, un-identified. I cannot identify myself with anybody. With last few years experiences have made me unfit for this so-called-normalcy. What you feel as normal, seems abnormal to me.. what shall I do, tell me..?
The climax is not there in book. The book although ends on many questions, intensity, leaving you perturbed; the film ends with a very positive message. The end where Sujata is writing her diary addressing Vrati, was a tribute from a common man to people like Vrati, who live their life not shortened by duration it was lived, but for their madness - finding meaning out of it, for a personal commitment.
Thanks so much Mahashweta Devi and Govind Nihalani..and... Ranoo and Youtube!
- Vishal
- journey from i to my natural self, me..