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THE TRASH WE SOW IS THE TRASH WE REAP

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The other day, when we saw tons of trash thrown back by the Sea along the Queen’s Necklace – Mumbai’s pride, Marine Drive – we all knew what the Sea had conveyed to us through that mono act: “What you sow, you reap”… “If you send me good stuff, I will send you back good stuff in more measure. But, if you send me trash, you will get it back in tons and tons, like this.”
Well, the message runs much deeper, Sir.
This Sea called ‘Life’ has been too kind and tolerant to us. We are lucky, actually, to get away with our ‘sins’!
Look at what we do, each day… Some of us, relentlessly and shamelessly, from the moment we get up from our beds to the moment we go to our beds… We dump ‘trash’ into this Sea called ‘Life’…
What trash?
The trash of divisive thoughts…
The trash of religious discord…
The trash of political discord…
The trash of gender discord…
The trash of caste and class discord…
The trash of hatred and revenge…
The trash of insensitivity towards our aged and ailing parents …
The trash of disresp…

TRUE WINNERS... TRUE SPORTS

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For once, last night, I was able to watch a match without getting all worked up, tensed. My knowledge about football is very shallow; it's mostly confined to semifinals and finals of FIFA World Cup spectacles. So, last night, I was not particularly rooting for either France or Croatia. Yes, somewhere inside me there was a soft spot for Croatia and I wanted them to win…
But, it was just a match. Only one of the two teams could win… France did. And, I was happy for France, too.

Sports and sportsmanship, the more I think about them, I realize, that  are two of the finest and most empowering words in human dictionary. What the sports field can teach us, nothing else in life can. I, myself, was a very shy and aloof boy while I was growing up. I don’t remember playing any outdoor or indoor games in my life. So, it took many, many years to comprehend what sports could do to one’s self-confidence and outlook towards life…
I am lucky, and feel blessed, that I am able to appreciate and value t…

BEYOND OUR REMOTE CORNERS AND PADDY FIELDS

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Like the entire country did, I, too, rose to give a standing ovation to Hima Das, when she did what she did. For a moment, I went blank and speechless… I knew, that a new teenage-star was born in a remote comer of my county, to keep inspiring hope and confidence in my life…
The goose bumps are still not gone… Pray, they won’t!
But, public memory – which includes mine, too – is very short. We have almost forgotten Mary Kom, another young – bruised, battered and wounded - girl from a North East remote-village of our country. We needed a Priyanka Chopra movie to tell us the gutsy saga… But, like we all do in life… Mary Kom goes her way and we all go ours…

Now, this 18-year-old Hima Das has exploded in our consciousness, as they say, out of the blue… Wow! Wow!
A few days from now, we all will go our way… and, Hima will go her way… Life is such… True!
Do we need a Mary Kom and a Hima Das to energize us?
Yes, we do. I strongly believe, that such stories keep our faith in human spirit. Simple peo…

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE - THE CONJOINED TWINS

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I was, always, poor in Geography and, yes, in General Knowledge, too… I still am. So, in all my sixty-long years, and four-long decades of teaching, I had no idea where was Croatia located. Even my knowledge of football is limited either to some famous football stars or countries like Brazil, Spain, Portugal, Argentina, Germany, France etc… But, certainly, not Croatia.
So, in my class, yesterday, I asked a twelfth-standard student, with whom I had difficulty drilling in these Accountancy fundas, “Do you know where this country Croatia is?”

The floodgates opened! My boy tutored me for ten minutes on not only Croatia, but also on Senegal, Tunisia, Costa Rica and many such… I was pleasantly surprised, when he described to be about the state of economy, the culture of people, the religion the majority followed etc. As my boy was giving me this fresh ghyan about Croatia, Senegal and other nations, less-heard by me, I sensed in me an interesting thing: I stared liking this boy more!
Till that…

OH! THOSE DAYS, WHEN GETTING UP FEELS LIKE A TASK

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“Hey there human!
I’am starting something new on my Instagram account and need your contribution.
Tell me, what you do when you’re feeling blah/beat-up?
Oh! Those days, when getting up feels like a task!
Please send a favourite picture of yourself (If you are okay with me  posting it along with the write-up).
Thank you so much.”

Acouple of days ago, Suman, an old-student of mine, now a dear friend, sent this message to me. I read this message during the interval of the latest English movie, ‘Isle of Dogs’. I smiled, and then, just forgot about Suman’s message… But, Suman

MY MISSION IS TO CLEANSE MY OWN DARK NATURE

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Do you have some people around you who are ‘hell-bent’ to destroy you?
There is something in the very DNA – the basic nature – of some people around us, which makes them lust for others’ agony… They just feel satisfied.
And, let me tell you this: their academic qualification has nothing to do with how they behave… As it stems from their accumulated and inherited ‘bad karma’…
That’s what makes two highly qualified people behave in two extremely different ways: one pens peace and the other, venom!
Somewhere, sometime and somehow, one has to become ‘conscious’ of his behaviour stemming from his past bad-karma, and he has to now, consciously, go about doing something good to people around him… The more he does this, the more he gets ‘cleansed’ of his dark nature…
That’s my conclusion, Sir. I have realized this: I have to keep doing good and constructive things… I have to trust, love and care more… I have to forgive, tolerate, and adjust more… and, let others be… Let Nature do its justice…
In Li…

CAN I PLEASE TALK TO HER?

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Some days ago, a parent called me. His daughter studied in S.Y. B.Com in one of the best Commerce colleges in the city. He wanted me to teach her in some subjects.
“Sir, I can certainly teach your daughter,” I said, “But, can I please talk to her?”
That’s the time I realized, that the young girl was a deaf-and-dumb and wasn’t able to talk on telephone. So, we met, here, in my office yesterday.
The young girl was a tough girl. She wanted me to help her for the entrance exam (CPT) of Chartered Accountancy. “Sir, she says she doesn’t need help for S.Y. B.Com,” the father explained to me, “She is determined to get into Chartered Accountancy.”
I had not taken up any CPT commitments this year, and I only taught one of the four subjects. So, I suggested some good classes, where professional coaching was provided. But, while I was politely making this suggestion, a silent guilt was simmering in my heart. I did not want the father and the daughter to misunderstand me… that, I was dodging… declini…
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