e-World rules???

Technology has reached its climax in the modern era. Today, one cannot even imagine of progress without a computer. It is true that computer and its related gadgets have made our lives a lot easy. They indeed act as fourth dimension, helping us reach our goals faster. But whatever it be, one must never forget the utmost truth that e-world is quite different from the real world.
Today, every Dick and Harry is seen tapping the buttons of their phones when idle. A child, who is expected to play outdoor games, is often found playing video games, or chatting online. Ironically, an average child of today plays cricket, football, etc, but nothing real. Everything is limited to the computer screen, and the keyboard/ joystick.
One cannot just disregard the fact that while busy with some socially networking site a person is close, yet far away from their near and dear ones. The pleasure in being with someone physically is much more than that being with them online. Although they say that internet helps us to be close to one another when we are far apart, the paradox lies somewhere within. If we see closely, phones and internet are taking us far from one another. Just look at our past- the time when we didn’t have a phone and perhaps didn’t know what internet is. We often moved from one place to another just to wish a happy birthday of some dear one. A get-together during some festival was mandatory.
Now just have a look at ‘today’. We get online regularly, but often cannot meet our near and dear ones for months, even years. We think, internet serves us the need. Season of Raksha Bandhan- just upload the best photo of rakhi shown by google on sister’s profile, and send some money in her account, and phone her ‘Happy Raksha Bandhan. I’ve sent some money. Get a present for yourself,’ and it is done. Relative’s marriage- wish him/ her via phone and also send the blessings via satellite, and it is done. This continues for months and years, too long to make us forget the last time we had actually met. We often say that our vast life and tough job doesn’t allow us time for a real meet. In this case one has to admit that these gadgets have not reduced, but increased the work of people. Life was not so vast when these weren’t there.
Does it mean one must discard these gadgets? The answer is ‘no’. One must make the fullest use of these gifts of Technology and Science. However, one must keep in mind that everything has a limit. One must make sure that one rules a machine, and not be ruled by it. Also one must never ever forget that there is a life apart from e-life, which is far more beautiful and worth-living.

Enjoy your life...

"What do you want to do for future?" the teacher asked.
Some students replied, 'MBA', 'CA', and many other such abbreviated letters. When my turn came, I said, 'M.Com'. The class stared at my answer. Later, a student came and specially asked me, 'what will you do by doing just M.Com? Why not CA?'

I'd like to put forward a question. Suppose you get chance in CA, MBA, IIT, AIEEE, or anything as such. You labour hard, get good marks, and a high post job in a named company/workplace. You earn lakhs. But what's your life? You spend 20 hours in office, and work even on Sundays. You don't have time for family and relatives. You can't complain as you earn lakhs, a big amount. Will you be able to enjoy your life? What's the use of the lacs of money when you just can't enjoy it?? First, You burn midnight lamps preparing for the tough course. Then you get a job that keeps you locked in the office for the rest of your life till you retire. Increase in blood pressure. Tension at every step. Life's a complete hell!
Instead, if you follow some simple line, say, a bachelor's degree in something followed by another such thing, you can get a good job. You may earn in thousands, not lacs. But you can enjoy the money you earn.
One may ask, this world is competitive in today's era. So should we not accept the challenge? My answer is, of course take the challenge, but only if YOU enjoy the race. Don't just run because your friends too are running or your dear ones want you to do it. You run after IIT, and then spend the days writing assignments you don't fully understand and solving boring problems following the bookish process, and cursing the poor teacher and the fellow who had invented IIT. You won't get a good rank in your IIT in this case because you are not enjoying it. Instead, if you like it, of course take part. You will enjoy solving problems and they won't be boring. You enjoy classes and practising the matter. You enjoy life at every step, and even get a wonderful rank. This would get you a good job, and you'd enjoy there too. But this will only happen if you like the subject from within.... not because your friend likes it, or some relative wants to see you as engineer. Craze won't be valued everywhere, especially on something your entire life depends on.

So What I want to say, is, don't just run after 'anything'. See that whatever you do, you enjoy it. Think about your future, but keeping in mind you have a life to LIVE.... to live fully and enjoy it. See that your career or job does not turn your life to hell. Nothing can be worse than this. Thank you...

The poor-mark child

30 out of 100...! Is this Marks?! Slap! Slap! I spent a lot for u, gave u whatever you needed, wasted thousands on your tuitions, still... What's the result? RED MARKS?!!
The child listens this silently, with a heavy heart. He knows, he has to listen this from many more places. He is making himself ready. Papa is a friend of so many neighbours, even the grocery shop owner. He'd go and tell everyone. The child would be scolded from every side.
The child also knows one more thing. He'd fail in the next exam. But is too young to say this. Why won't he fail? He has the habit of overstudy. His day begins with pinchings and pushings by his mother early in the morning for his tuitions. He has to present himself there by 6, or even 5.30. The teacher is praised because he is never late there. Why would he? He knows he won't earn money if he doesn't go there. It is his daily bread. And what else does that teacher do? He cannot get through the books of his student, just reads and explains the matter more to himself than to the students. He calls the students 4 to 5 times a day to open their books and revise. Hence, the teacher becomes great in the eyes of the parents. The child can see just books around him. Wherever he goes, to the playground to grocery shops, his papa's friends say 'don't u have studies?'. Even in school, papa has some teachers as friends. Those teachers are the his spies. The child does a single mistake, and the news reaches his papa.
The child gets hatred for studies. He keeps his book open, but can't study. He memorizes, but forgets soon. Something else is going on in his mind during studies. What's that thing? TV, games, comics,....those which he didn't enjoy, or rather, couldn't enjoy. His tuition times never allowed, and his poor marks added fuel in the fire. Game is a necessary part of life, which he didn't get in optimum amount.
The tutor once said, 'your child doesn't study. Just takes poor exam, and after that, asks his friends 'tum kya likha, tum kya likha, tum kya likha'. Yes, the child did so, but why? To know if his own answer matched with his friends' answer. But what was parents' reaction? 'U take poor exam, and r concerned of what others have written?! U r guardian to those students?! See yourself. What will u do by knowing what they have written??' The child was told by papa the next day, 'your every movement in school would be watched, and the information will directly reach me. I have phone, Mr..... (some teacher) also has phone. He and the other teachers would inform me of every thing u do at school. What u write in exam, what you do after exam,....everything'. Papa tries to frighten the child. He has actually done nothing so much. But the child is too young to understand this. All he does is fearing the teachers. He finds himself in chains. His mania reaches to such an extent that even if he laughs with his friends at school, on seeing one of those 'spy' teachers, he stops laughing and hides himself. He seldom plays in the recess breaks, fearing his spy teachers would see, and complain his papa. He always tries to hide from them.
The child can't play, and as a result, doesn't have knowledge about games. He can't even hold a cricket bat properly. His papa directly told him 'your games are banned' on the day he saw the failure result. But he had actually banned his child's games long ago, when he appointed tuitions for him, one which taught him 4 times in holidays, and twice in classdays. Still the child struggled. Struggled with all the mental pain, and brought good marks in all subjects, but flunked in one, where 90% of his classmates didn't get the pass marks. He expected better reaction from his parents this time. But, poor fellow, he never knew that a new line would be added in papa's scolding words. 'You have failed in this subject knowingly. U have been able to get good marks in the rest, means you would pass in this subject too. U have knowingly left the questions so that you fail. You have failed on your own wish'. Forget the praise for the efforts the child did to get 75% and 85% in the other 14 subjects. The child could tell of his classmates' performance. But he knows this would work only if his friends had done better. 'All others could pass. Why can't you' was the sentence his papa used. But now, he would say, 'what scores others have done, no need to look at. Just tell why YOU have failed'.
'Had I failed in some more subjects, papa would have scolded me less. I'd not be blamed for failing knowingly', the child thinks. And he knows, he would score poor marks even in his next exam.

7 YEARS LATER

'You have not lived your life, son. At your age, we played so many games. You cannot even hold a cricket bat properly. All you do is staying at home, and increasing your tummy. You are not at all fit for today's world'.
The child, sorry, the college guy looks at his papa. He asks in his mind, 'who's the cause behind this, papa?' but can't speak out. The fear that had grown in him long back for his papa, still haunts him. The mania remains....