Reserved should Deserve

   

Nirmala was a small town girl. She belonged to a middle class Brahmin family where her father ran a small stationary shop for the livelihood. As growing up in middle class family and seeing her father struggling to keep the family running, Nirmala decided that one day she will become a doctor and serve the nation. Nirmala put all her efforts and got very good marks in her 10th exam. Nirmala put all her efforts and got a rank of 1459 in her CET. She had no quota, nor she belonged to any backward class. She failed to get a good college in CET. While her friend who got rank 3235 and has SC quota,got his admission in one of the best Medical college. This made Nirmala lose faith in herself and she decided to quit this life and she killed herself. Helpless father of Nirmala tried to fight against this. But no one came for his help. His complaint was closed a week after stating that Nirmala is weak heartened and she doesn't have guts to face this world.

This is not the story of Nirmala, it is the story of thousand Nirmalas who face this situation every day. Not only in case of entrance exams, this problem is everywhere in the public sectors. The one who studies hard will not get the expected result, because of the reservation based on caste system. But no one tells a word against it. Reservation system has killed the real talents. That is the reason we see most talents in the IT and Industry sector than Govt.

The reason why i am telling all this is because of the recent incident that made a big news. Rohit Vemula suicide case. If we see the background of this case, ABVP activists expressed objection to Rohith's alleged protest against the death penalty for Yakub Memon, a convict in 1993 Bombay Bomb blast in which 257 people were killed and also his condemnation of the ABVP attack on the screening of the documentary ‘Muzaffarnagar Baaqi Hai’ in Delhi University. Action was taken against Rohith by college due to his involvement in an alleged attack on ABVP activist Nandanam Susheel Kumar. Rohit and his 4 friends were suspended from university and the stipend of 25k was stopped. After 6 months of this incident Rohit commited suicide with a note.

Even if we see Rohit's suicide note we do not see anything that makes the issue so big ( http://indianexpress.com/article/india/india-news-india/dalit-student-suicide-full-text-of-suicide-letter-hyderabad/ ).  Sometimes I wonder if it was some other student (Non Dalit) no one would have bothered. RaGa and Kejriwal wouldn't be so much concerned about this.  All these aftermath seems to be vote bank politics and a political play.

Those who really want to eradicate caste system shouldn't support any caste. They should just value humanity and truth. If he is Dalit or Brahmin, law should be same. The so called political leaders, who are screaming in favour of Rohit and ASA, should also scream when thousands of Nirmalas commit suicide. If you are fighting for the abolition of caste system, then reservation should be removed first.

If speaking out your heart is a crime then where is the value for our fundamental right?(Article -19)

http://www.thehindu.com/news/national/iimc-students-facebook-post-against-dalits-stirs-disquiet/article8189372.ece

From a Kid

Those were golden days of our life. Getting up in the morning listening to the sweet voice of our mother and getting ready for the school was routine. Though everyday wearing the school uniform was boring, waiting for that one day where we can wear our colored dresses was exciting. Teacher was the favorite person and getting appreciation from her was the motto of the day. The girl who sits next to us was our best friend. Telephone was the only way to connect with your best friends after coming to home and asking homework and bitching about the girl we hate was only topic. Yes..It was our schooldays.  We used to struggle just to complete our Homework. Annual exams were the toughest part for those days. Summer holidays were most awaited moment.

Then we entered the next level of life. We entered teenage. We were high school kids. Completing homework was not only the task. Other talents started developing. Visiting market holding mom’s hand is changed to roaming the market on Bicycle. Shopkeepers became new friends.  As a 90’s kids mobile phones attracted us. The one who had 1100 was the Hero.  Classroom crushes developed.  Searching for him/her and trying to impress him became new habit. Though class 10^th exam was scary, High school days were most enjoyed. It has written in Bold and underlined in the book of our life’s journey.

Wow, now we entered the college.” I am a college student “  got  imbibed in head. For me, staying out from home was new experience. Adulthood started occupying us. We were no more kids. Responsibility also got in to us along with the physical changes. We started spending more time with friends and enjoying the Independent life.  Since it was the more critical life, concentrated more on studies. As soon as we entered professional course (Engineering in my case) enjoying the life to its best became the final aim. However getting the job was more important. We hardly used to go to college. Bunking the class became more common. Cinema theatres became new hangout place. Lecturers became Comic characters. But asking parents for money was the only difficult thing. Life was at its best. Golden days of our life were glowing.

Now all those best days are over. We are adults, responsible citizens. Getting the salary, waiting for the hikes has become our aim. Satisfying the manager is the biggest task. Life has turned so much from ‘summer holidays’ to ‘planned leaves’,‘ Best buddies’ to ‘Foreign clients’, Cinema theaters to conference rooms. We all have grown as the time passed. But still there is a kid alive in us, who still wants to watch Tom and Jerry, still wants to have the road side candy, still wants to make fun and laugh loud. I want all of you to wake up that kid in you. Let the kid in us always alive and keep everyone happy .

Square peg in round hole

While attending class today, my mind wandered into a territory which has left me with unanswered but
very important questions.
"Why am I here? Am I at the right place? What the hell am I doing in engineering?"
I tried to focus back on what was being taught or at least pretend to do so mainly to avoid being labeled as “Alice in wonderland.” However the class had moved too fast and the board looked nothing more than a collection of Latin letters.I started nodding anyway to the words she said and tried to keep those thoughts closed for now.

When I came out the questions started to bother me again. What will I do after engineering?
Debugging, coding for over 8 hours day, shopping and outings on weekends and getting paid after a
month seemed unimpressive if not depressing. Somehow it seemed like someone had applied a for loop on my life and that one month was getting reiterated over and over again.

When I asked many of my engineering friends why they joined engineering? I got these
answers:

•  Parents forced me to join.
• There is good scope for it and we get a decent salary.
• My relatives have done their engineering and they are doing well financially.
• Didn't get proper ranking in CET/COMED K to take up medical.
• Was not interested in taking BA, BSc or BCA so took engineering.

Only 10% of the students are really interested in engineering and they are working towards it. One
of the surveys made suggested that only 25% of the Indian engineering graduates are actually
employable. Then what about the rest?

So what is the solution for this problem? Solution is within us. Doing what you like goes a long way in
making this journey of life a sweeter experience. A fundamental change is also required to stop the attitude of going with the crowd. Life is too short to spend your time doing something which you don’t like!