Friday, October 8, 2010

Social Service

Time: 10.15 AM
Place: crowded AC Volvo bus on the outer ring road

( I'm completely occupied with the 1000 problems that I'm currently forced to face. I'm time slicing and scheduling the processor(Brain) that too a little rusted, to find solutions to those problems)

It's Sarjapur stop. This girl comes and sits on the seat opposite to mine. I recognize her to be an Oracle employee and smile at her. She smiles back.

10.45 AM
I give a break to the though process and look around to find two things. One, we've reached only Bellandur, which is just 4 kilometres from Sarjapur. Two, this colleague of mine, was sleeping.

I continue with the process after the break.

11.10 AM
I get a call from someone introducing a new problem. I'm listening to him intently, to understand if it can be solved quickly. The bus reaches my stop. It is extremely crowded. I tell the caller on the phone to hold on for a few minutes. I hurriedly collect my laptop bag, hand bag and gym kit. I'm struggling to hold the phone in one hand and ID card in one hand and the rest in the other.

The conductor is losing patience, he thinks, "These IT girls, are so slow always and are good for just showing off".

I then realize this colleague is sleeping, when we've reached office already. I request the conductor to wait for couple of minutes and wake this girl up.

All the 214 eyes in the bus are watching me, this girl wakes up, I tell her, "get down soon, it's our office". She replies in a sleepy tone, "I quit Oracle sometime back, I'm now working for a company in ITPL (this place is half an hour from my office) ". I smile back sheepishly and wish her good luck and find my way to the door.

I'm so embarrassed, I hear a few laughs, see a few smiles. The conductor is fuming and shouting at me in Kannada. His last words were, "Please get down. Enough of your social service" :)

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Education – Open to all with this Open system

Like every other year when the results of the government examinations for class 10th and class 12th are released, this year too on one hand we saw students beating the past records with their incredible scores and on the other hand we also saw many children who couldn't manage to get the minimum marks required to pass the government examination. So, what's the future for these children? Will life come to a halt because of this failure?

The devastated parents think that the future of their child is bleak and give up on pursuing the child’s education. Worse is the scenario in rural India, where children do not have enough facilities for schooling. We generally blame it all on the government. But, an awareness program about NIOS by the CSIM students on 15th of May, has given us a chance to appreciate the government for this wonderful program.

National Institute of Open Schooling (NIOS) is an open school system, catering to a heterogeneous group of students upto pre-degree plus some vocational courses too. This is another board of education just like CBSE , ICSE and is recognized by most of the universities. NIOS is the largest open schooling system in the world for alternate education. This system has its own curriculum and the examinations are held twice in a year. A student can study at his pace and is not forced to complete a grade in one year. Unlike other boards, students can take 9 chances in 5 years to complete the course. Students also have a choice of subjects that they want to learn. NIOS focuses not just on academics, they also offer life enrichment programme to teach life skills to students.

The other reason why one should choose NIOS is, the fee is very nominal and includes the cost of books too. The books are sent through post. Also NIOS course content is written in a simple way that one can pass the examination by just self-reading. But this is not just a study through correspondence, there are some schools offering NIOS as part of mainstream schooling in Bangalore and in other parts of the country too. English, Hindi, English, Urdu, Marathi, Telugu, Gujarati and Malayalam are the various mediums of instruction at the Secondary stage, while at the Sr. secondary stage, the options are Hindi, English and Urdu.

Considering their flexible curriculum along with an affordable fee structure, one can definitely say this is best option available for the Socially and economically deprived, the differently abled, formal school dropouts (You can carry upto two 2 credits from your previous board when you join NIOS), part time workers and of course with interesting vocational courses like Plant Protection, Play Centre Management and Beauty Culture it could be useful to even hobby learners.

With 1.4 Million students certified so far, many still believe “NIOS is only for special children”. This is completely a myth. Let's do our bit to demystify the myths and wrong beliefs about this system, which has many success stories of life transformations, by spreading a word and creating awareness about NIOS.

For more information about NIOS, please visit their website - http://www.nios.ac.in/

P.S

One of the most popular TED videos by Sir Ken Robinson http://www.ted.com/talks/lang/eng/ken_robinson_says_schools_kill_creativity.html

Friday, July 16, 2010

Farewell

One of my best friends, left B'lore yesterday. I feel like a part of me is missing and couldn't accept the fact that I wouldn't be meeting y friend for at least a year, can't accept the fact that my friend will be busy and I can't call my friend at any hour of the day and talk about how much I hate a colleague of mine or about how cute a kid in my apartment is or about how boring a website is. I can't accept the fact that I can't ask him to bunk work to watch a movie or stop his work to feed my tummy (my friend is to be blamed for all the extra kilos that accumulated in the last 3 years). The very thought that someone who will make you smile, someone who will lend his shoulder when you want to cry, someone who will guide you, someone who will give you confidence to take the next step, someone who will support you when need be is going to be unreachable for more than a few months, makes it just worse. It's true that when someone who is so much part of your life moves away, it is unbearable.It is also true that it is much more difficult for the ones staying behind that it is for the ones moving away. I feel the biggest challenge for me in life is to bid farewell to the loved ones. Although I'm so proud of my friend and the fact that he is gone to chase his dreams, the word 'farewell' and the thought of surviving alone, sends a shiver down my spine. Why is life so cruel? :(

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Sports Season Springs Surprises

I'm not a die hard sports fan. Although I belong to a nation where people will be ready to sacrifice food and water to watch the famous game quoted by Bernard Shaw as “Cricket is a game where eleven fools play and eleven hundred fools watch”, the only statistics that I know are that of the captain of our team :). Newspapers give me the knowledge about sports. But, this season when the media is confused about which sport to cover and the sports buffs are contemplating on which sport to follow, the results of all them are a surprise even to zignorants like me. On one day world no.1 cricket team Australia loses the match, the second day much hyped England loses to Germany in FIFA, on the third day top seeded Federer loses to Berdych and latest is Argentina crashing a few million hearts (including mine. But, Deuscheland truly deserves it.) I don't have enough knowledge to analyze the cause. But, these surprises send me a message that , a winner is not a winner always and a loser with hard work and determination, can become a winner someday.

P.S

Hope it's Spain's day tomorrow. Wish Spain wins in FIFA tomorrow and Nadal wins in Wimbledon :)

Monday, June 28, 2010

A letter to Tamizh thatha of 2010

Dear Thatha,

I would like to address you as Tamizh thatha than as Mr. K. Karunanidhi :). Belated Bday Wishes! I hope you celebrate many more birthdays with the same zest but not at the same expense. Firstly, I'm glad that you decided to donate your famous Gopalapuram house to run a free hospital in the future. Although this was your plan -B for celebration this year, I'm glad the plan -A got delayed by couple of weeks.

I belong to TamilNadu and I have spent most of my life in your state. I'm currently living in another state. From the time I understood politics and showed some interest in it, I remember seeing your photograph in the newspaper everyday. Irrespective of whether you rule, you always seem to have something to say. Today, I decided to write to you and ask you ever single question that's been popping up for the last few years. I also want to advice you on a few things.

If your basking on the success of Tamil conference, Please try to be practical and do something useful for your people at least for the last few years left. I'm a Tamilian and of the 6000 + languages in the world ( Internet gave me this figure. I'm sure you use Internet for your official work but with Tamil fonts ) the only two languages that I can speak are Tamil and English (Thanks to you for not exposing the people of your state to anything more than this). I also remember liking you for the same reason. But, this was while @ school. Yes! I was happy that I had one subject less compared to my cousins who studied in the CBSE board. But, you were old when I was a kid and why the hell did you think we elected you to halt our progress and restrict our opportunities by not letting us learn our national language. Do you even realize that India is our country and that Tamilnadu is just a state in this big nation. Do you know that because of your vindictive motive, we Tamilians find it extremely difficult to live in any other state in our country? In fact we can stay outside our country easily, but not in any other state within our country. You raised a huge virtual wall along the borders with the neighboring states. (Now, don't ask me how is it possible that half the population in Blore are Tamilians and how SETC and KSRTC are running with huge profits every year - The answer is simple. Blore is metropolitan in the true sense and they welcome people from other states. They're open to learning any language and they've learnt our beloved , sorry ' your beloved' Tamil )

Because of the IT boom ( I'm sure you remember that you're not responsible for this ), many outsiders are forced to live in Chennai. They consider this as a punishment and are de-motivated to work for the employer, if asked to from Chennai. I'm not exaggerating when I say, people choose unemployment over a job @ Chennai. They compare living in Chennai with living in Sahara. I feel ashamed and have to pose a sorry face (Only because of your foolish love for the language) when my friends visit Chennai for a day for their visa stamping and come back and narrate the experience as if they escaped from a Jungle. I don't think they exaggerate. How the hell do you think they'll read the shop names in Tamil, Name boards in the buses in Tamil, Street names in Tamil, Auto guys speak only Tamil, Street-cornner-bajji-kadai guy speaks only Tamil. Can you survive in US all alone for more than a week ( I not very confident about your English language skills as I have hardly heard you speak English )

Do you think the city will grow?. Do you think we will have many foreign investors? ( we will for all manual jobs where language isn't an issue). Do you think we will attract the best talent of the nation if we don't change with changing times? It's not enough that the city boasts of it's heritage and culture, it should also be accommodating. In which language will you even explain your heritage to the outsiders if they don't know English? Please open your eyes and make a better path at least for the future generations. I hope your sons will be smarter and use a better weapon other than Tamil to get votes.


Today's newspaper says that you want to make Tamil the language of union government. I'm sorry - couldn't control my laughter on reading this. Please tell me how are people benefited from this? And do you expect Dr. Manmohan singh to Declare this in Tamil. He might just kill the language ( he is not to be blamed. It's difficult for him to pronounce 'zh'. Don't trouble him pls). The newspaper also said that you've spent 400 crore on this Tamil conference - I tell you clearly that I don't want the tax that I pay be splashed on something that won't change the life of anyone including you. Btw, do your grand children know to speak at all? - just curious (am I not a typical Tamilian? :))


Okay, keeping the Tamil story aside, I want to ask you about your famous schemes (Infamous among youth actually). While I was in school, my Tamil book always had a lesson about the the Government. I remember reading about Mr. K. Kamaraj and Mr. M. G. Ramachandran. I still remember how much I respected them for their Mid-Day meals scheme. I can't imagine that my children have read abouut you and then they'll also read that he was the one who offered colour Televisions for the poor people. I don't know what to answer, if the cildren ask me, "Amma, Is color television one of the necessities in life?" Please answer this question too. Do you know this popular saying "Roti, Makhan aur kapda" (Sorry again! Here is the translation in English - Food, shelter and clothing" ) these are the most important things in life and there are thousands out there who don't have access to it. Will you please use the money in the treasury judiciously and find ways for the people to earn it themselves. Believe me, you'll get many more votes if you think along those lines than on lines of color television and cable channel ( of course you may not fill your personal treasury in the process. But, you've earned enough and it's time you thought about the innocent people of your state than about your family).

Finally, here's my piece of advice. You're quite old. you'll beat Jyoti Basu and create a record in a year. Be happy with it and hand over the mantle to the younger generation (Don't worry. no one will beat your record as we youngsters don't have healthy eating habits and might not live up to your age. Also, we're sane and will pass on the baton early ). Younger generation doesn't really refer to your family alone. It means general younger generation.So, give a chance for the passionate, educated and informed youngsters. Be clean and hence be a role-model to your ministry. It's high time you stopped copying from other states ( even paintings on the wall. Shame it is. Please put your brains and computers to some use and come up with innovative schemes for the welfare of the public). Take advice from peers (from other states) but don't copy. Stop your anti-Hindi propaganda and start learning Hindi. Encourage people to learn their national language. Collaborate with the union government and don't spend your lifetime by just threatening them. Be open to new ideas (like the new secretariat - I appreciate your efforts for it) and please don't splash the money on such conferences. We're still a developing nation and not very rich. We need to use the money in a better way (Talk to your finance minister about it). Finally,on the personal side, come up with better scripts like the Parasakthi one. I can't stand to watch your new movies. Quit politics and start contributing to Tamil with your expertise in the language.

Take good care.

Regards,
Indian citizen.

Monday, June 14, 2010

Jai Ho!

"Will you stop your freaky American accent" - a friend tells me. "Madam, next time when you come for a vacation to India, please visit my shop" - a tech shop owner (my accent effect).

While I was researching on from where the hell did I pick up this accent, I was reminded of a few more conservations.

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" I thought you are a kannadiga. You don't look Tamil at all" - a north Indian friend of mine, who recently moved to Blore after 3 horrible (he said so. not me.) years at Chennai.

" It's hard to believe you like Sambar at Blore. What's wrong with you. I think you forgot how our samabar will taste. " - another friend who moved back to Chennai.

" You're so straight forward and honest. Totally unlike the south Indians" - a colleague at work.
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The thought process raised some serious questions about my origin. Justification for my doubt. Although I'm from Tamilnadu and can't speak a word of Hindi, I don't feel left alone in a Hindi speaking group. I'm not one of those who would say "To hell with Mr. Karunanidhi" or remind the group that there is a single soul who can't follow even one word. I would still enjoy the conversation and try to pick a few words from it. I like khara bath more than upma. I prefer nipattu over thatai. I will give my entire fortune for a single yummy Akki Roti. I like the sweet Blore Sambar and the unchallenged Blore Masala Dosa. I can't survive even a single day with just Thayir Sadam and mavadu ( If you aren't a Tamilian, you will be surprised to know that most of the TamBrams need just water, curd rice and Mango pickle for their survival. Coffee is like the bonus). I can't gulp down even a small cup of filter kaapi - Because of this one dislike my friends conclude that my parents are my foster parents and that I don't know my roots.

Unlike my people back home, I'm a laid back person and face every day and every challenge with a smile. I'm not aggressive and can't be rude to people. I can't shout at the domestic help for being irregular. I don't care to check my bank balance everyday and don't plan for savings after my retirement. I prefer to spend on SLR than on the 600 sq.feet flat around the corner. Marks are just numbers to me. I don't consider it a sin to walk into Habib's or even into a Pub. I respect Salsa as much as I respect Bharathanatyam. I want to play guitar as much as I want to play Veena. I can neither watch Sivaji Ganesan waste bottles of glycerine nor laugh for Vadivelu's silly jokes. A perfect sunday to me is not a movie at satyam and dinner at saravana Bhavan. It is either trekking at Savandurga or at least a walk at Lalbagh. Cubbon Park and Lalbagh are my kinda places. I feel claustrophobic, if I have to spend hours in Forum mall or Central mall. I prefer RangaShankara over PVR. I prefer Friends over Kolangal.

I prefer cotton over kanchivaram. I hate to drape the five yards for hours and wouldn't mind a gown as my wedding attire. Big fat Indian wedding - a crazy idea according me (check my post Wedding Bells) and look at it as the last day when the girl's family get to smile (as they will be answerable to money-lenders from the next day).I'm not crazy about jewellery. I look at gold as just a good investment option.
If my histroy books in the school was correct, if the book on south India is correct, if my observation and assessment of people are correct, and if you had read the same, you can easily understand why I can't relate to a fellow Tamilian.

I hate to litter public places and convert my handbag to a garbage bag most often. I can't stand to see the beetle stains on the walls. I puke immediately and if I have a gun, I wouldn't mind going behind the bars for shooting the guy who spits. I say 'Thanks' and 'Sorry' equal to the count of my breath everyday, which is strange among Indians. Although I can think of at least 10 more reasons why I feel like an alien in my country, I also realize that I'm truly Indian at heart. Although I don't cry for the Bahu, when she is tortured by her sasu ma, I'm still very emotional and impractical at times. Although I don't quite know and understand the reason for most of the festivals that we celebrate, I still love the fact that we celebrate - that's bcos we celebrate together. I Although I don't really understand our political system, I still appreciate the few good acts that are passed. Although, I don't really follow the one game that binds the nation together, I still jump when India wins over Pakistan. I still believe in monogamy and shudder when I hear about broken relationships. Although I can't want even 15 mins of Karan Johar movies, I still love Big happy families. I Can't think about living in a nuclear family. Although I like pasta, Burrito and sizzler, I mostly crave only for Dosa :). Finally, although I can't relate to most of the Indian population living in villages, I can still connect to them and aspire to work for them and with them.

As I grew up, my perspectives and life style might have changed, but I realize that I'm seeped in Indian tradition and I can think of 100 reasons for reassuring me that I'm truly Indian at heart.




Sunday, February 28, 2010

Sooper Sunday!!

Morning walk on cubbon park with a friend- photography - seeing a real snake for the first time at his house :) - yummy breakfast - fun class with kids - unexpected holi celebration with kids - yummy home made lunch at sissie's -craft and play with nieces - badminton with sis - confusion game with the whole family - adoring niece - adorable niece - Bedtime story for the cutiepie - Good night kiss from my darling niece - ah! life :)

A great sunday after months. I loved every minute of it. Wish it's the same everyday :)

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Be the change you want to see

A friend always says that we're luck to live at this moment in history where a small idea can bring in a sea change. I totally agree with his thought and also feel it is much easier now to know things and most importantly touch and shape a fellow-being's life. I'm truly thankful for many many things that I've in life and the list is quite long:

* I've a family who support me for everything that I do.
* I've friends who motivate, encourage and show me a direction when I'm lost.

But most importantly

* I've had access to good education.
* I've access to drinking water.
* I've a nice roofed house for shelter.
* Never have to think about hunger. I've access to food.
* I've access to any kind of clothes that I want to wear.

I don't know what it feels like to be homeless, to be hungry, to starve without food, to hug a dead body for warmth, to eat the dead animals due to hunger, to make match sticks for money, to polish boots for a penny, to long to go to school, to long to be educated, to sell the body and feelings to just live a life, to stand outside a government hospital for 10 hours to just get a crocin for fever and to see the future go blank because the crops failed.

I'm also thankful because I've the power to be the change I want to see in the world. I work on a few social projects and most my friends feel that I'm stressing myself with too many things. But, I just want to tell them that I'm happy when

* I teach kids - I'm what I am because I had an access to good education and I strongly feel education to masses can be one of the most important solutions to most of the problems that India faces today.

* I see the crescent on her face when she knows she can earn - I work on a project to train unwed mothers and trafficked girls on clay modelling and pottery - I have a loving family and amazing friends. These girls need the confidence, courage and skill to face the world that got them the title 'unwed mother'.

* I see the pride on his face when he knows he can employ people - I work on a project to make the disabled people self-employed - They've to challenge the world which doubts their ability that 'if you're looking for a job, you can join my company' with pride. The number of disabled people of India who are employed is still a minuscule number compared to other developed nations.

* I see a hope in his eyes as he feels he can change his village - I work on a project to bridge rural entrepreneurs with the resources available to the urban entrepreneurs. - I feel India can truly see a change only with enterprise-led development in rural areas too.

I'm sure most of us want to contribute and give it back to the society. But a few of us just think it could be difficult in our busy lives. I just want to tell you that just a phone call or a small idea can also make a difference. I just want all my friends and family to experience and feel that nothing is more joyful than the joy of giving and being the change that you want to see.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Journey has begun




9300 kilometers, 350 yatris, 18 days, 15 role-models, 11 states, 1 train and 1 mission - an introduction to the Tata jagriti yatra, which was a yatra in the true sense.It has sowed 300 seeds of confidence which through the process of enterprise led development will reap the fruits of developed nation India. Although the Tata jagriti yatra (http://www.jagritiyatra.com/) has come to an end the inner yatra (inner journey) has begun.



For a few it was fun, for a few it was friends, for a few it was ideas, for a few it was network, for a few it was self-realization, for a few it was group realization but it was India for all.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration if I say that this yatra would've been the most exciting, entertaining, extracting and the most educating journey for all of the yatris on board. It was definitely not a fun or a sightseeing trip. We went to Mumbai,but saw no Gateway of India, no Colaba, no Taj. We were in Delhi and saw no Parliament house, no India Gate. While at Chennai we didn't see Marina. In this historic journey although we didn't see the places of historic significance, we met people who are silently creating a history.

Life wasn't cozy for 18 days. We were from different states, some from different countries too. We spoke different languages (can't forget the entertainment other had at my expense bcos of my proficiency in Hindi). Yet we were together and learnt together. The biological clock got adjusted to the routine which started with the wake up alarm (which was the jagriti geet- How can your day be not good when you wake up to the song that says 'Yaro chalo!'). The tweeny weeny eyes protruding out like that of mask's when they saw the plateful of Khakra, Poha, Upma and bread smeared with butter and jam. Before the eyes were completely open, one was reminded of the long queue in the bathroom (may be bathbogie I should call :)). We were exposed to the first management lesson - Decision Making - whether to stand in the long queue and miss the breakfast or skip the shower and attack the breakfast (considering the foodie I am, I never did injustice to my 'pet' :))

We learnt the second important lesson - Team work - when we were given 5 mins and had to exchange the empty water bottles for the filled ones. This was a good idea which avoided littering of plastic bottles. (We were concerned about the environment too ). We took turns and worked as a team to collect the bottles. (My task was obviously supervision ;)).

We generally visited the role models during the day and analysed their models and organization in the evening. This was such a value add as we go different perspectives and got a chance to notice the points that we were blinded too. Team work surely works.

It is difficult to pen down about the role model visits. Not because I have to search for words, but because I have to do justice with the right words. We were a student each day and was taught a subject which is not taught in any of the universities and in none of the management courses. It is the 'lesson of life'. It was taught by those who have not just lived their life but has made a difference in the lives of hundreds of people around them. (Read an article in the newspaper that IIM-A is introducing a course on 'Learning what is not taught' which is probably what we learnt in 18 days)

It started with Mr. R. Goplakrishnan of Tata group. He was a guest at the flag off function. His speech was remarkable and although he was not in our role models list, to me he was the first one. His speech was an eye-opener. I always feel myself very lucky when I get to listen to such people. That is because, not always that you get a chance to learn from someone else's experience and learn from their mistakes. I also feel that the one who shares such an experience is the true mentor and a true leader. He asked a question to all of us which set the stage for the rest of the 18 days, "We are the inheritors of a rich heritage. Are we going to be a good ancestors too?". It was evident from his speech that his

Our next role model was the famous Dabbawallas. I found Mr. Manish Tripati's speech very entertaining. Although there was pride in his tone when he said that Prince Charles visited them, there was also an iota of disappointment in the tone when he said they weren't recognized by their countrymen before Prince Charles. He clearly said their success is attributed to their core value 'customer satisfaction', which is the key in any successful enterprise.But the question, why hasn't the dabbawalla concept been so successful elsewhere is still lingering in my mind.

We then landed in IISE to meet Paul and Sabriye of IISE (International Institute of Social Entrepreneurship). It's sprawling campus is a few acres of serenity. The ambience and closeness to nature itself gives you an indirect chance to convert your contructive anger into an idea that can make lives better. This is the idea of Sabriye and her partner Paul. An hour with Sabriye and you know that there is nothing impossible for the visually challenged. This lady who lost her vision at her late childhood, feels there was no darkness due to lack of vision, but there is darkness in the minds of people, in the way they treat people like her. She went to Tibet by choice and transformed the lives of hundreds of people through her organization, Braille without Borders (www.braillewithoutborders.org). Paul and Sabriye moved to Trivandrum a year back to train and create social entrepreneurs across the globe. The main criteria for selection is the pain that you went through and anger which you want to convert to an idea.

Our next stop was at kanyakumari, which was for our spiritual learning. You don't need a teacher when you're in the sea. The sound of the waves in the sea throws you umpteen questions and you find your soul searching for an answer to those questions when you're in the quiet meditation hall at the vivekanda rock.

The southern leg continued in Madurai, where we stopped to visit (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3cjnNPua7Ag&feature=related) Arvind Eye Care. This is the best example for how you can solve big problems through simple ideas. Using McDonalds model for eye care is something that none except Dr.V can imagine. I learnt that just keep your eyes open and you can find solutions already existing. Just customize it to your requirements. Arvind, is one my favourite role models as the change they bring about is very significant.

The train halted next at Chennai. We visited the Kutumbakkam village. Mr. Elango, the panchayat leader, is the architect behind this village which serves as a model for the Tamilnadu government. The best thing I like about this village is that it is not just self sufficient, but they've worked together to kill discrimination based on caste through their 'samathuvapuram' project - where people irrespective of their caste stay a live together in a community. The idea of Samathuvapuram is bought in by Tamilnadu government and is implemented in many villages now.

We then headed to Bengalooru. We visited Agastya foundation, (http://www.agastya.org/) which has a mission to spark creativity in rural India. Their mobile labs have started to bring a revolution in science education in our country. I personally liked their idea as I always feel our education system is very theoritical and not practical, because of which we tend to not understand and relate to the concepts. I scored 95 in Physics in 12th standard. But, I wasn't really surprised when I didn't remember most of the theories and models in the physics lab at Agastya, mainly because I didn't relate to the concepts while I studied and hence it didn't remain in my mind. Understanding what you study makes you come up with applications which is the need of the hour. It's such Agastya is a boon to students not just in rural India but to every student in the country. As an add-on they train a few students to train the rest of the class, which brings in life skills as well.


With a satisfaction of a possible brighter Inida, we went to Mother Earth, which is a store in the heart of Bangalore city, selling handicraft, organic food and and other for home products. Theirs is a hybrid model, for which they have a non profit wing, Industree training the artisans. They buy the goods from the artisand through their for-profit Mother Earth. Neelam, the founder has tied up with future group for the store, and claims it to be a fair trade like Fabindia. We can witness the touch of kishore Biyani at every square foot of the store. I liked the idea as it works towards sustainable livelihoods and nurtures crafts that are fast disappearing.

Do you know which is the completely unsexy incomunicable disease in the world? Pat on your back, if you guessed it rightly as 'Hunger'. This is how Manoj, the CEO of Naandi Foundation at Hyderebad, explained the problem addressed by their midday meal program. The Naandi (http://naandi.org/), am told is the world's biggest kitchen, feeding thousands of children everyday with a hygenic and nutritious meal. They also work towards child rights and sustainable livelihoods. Manoj's presentation was like a power packed corporate presentation. It's still amazing to know that they feed so many mouths without any hitch. They work closely with the government and I understood one of the reasons for their success when Manoj said, 'If I'm more popular than the government, I'm out of the business'. I learnt that knowing the boundaries and limitations and playing just your role is important for any successful entrepreneur.


Next stop was at Tata Steel. Although we had visited many role models by then, and I was hearing most of the fellow yatris WOWing every other role model, my heart never felt WOW. But, the first WOW moment for me was at Jameshedpur, when I saw those huge machines. Finally, machines made me realize that nothing was impossible :). Salute to Jamshedji Tata.

Gram Vikas, (www.gramvikas.org)was the next stop. Joe Madiath, the man from south, who fell in love with Orissa on a visit there and decided to stay back and help the people in Orissa. He thinks that the biggest happiness is seeing some else happy and lives to it.




The sanitation and gobar gas projects in his Berampur village is again a big hit and is the prototype model to be followed by many villages across India now. He is more of an activist which is evident from his powerful speech. He has brought the villagers together by starting a corpus fund which is used in many of the development projects in the village.


We travelled a night to reach Deoria in UP, where our role model was the Jagriti Sewa sansthan organization. We had a business plan competetion. We were divided into groups based on our areas of interest. The tourism and the health group won the competition (You guessed it right, I wasn't part of either of these). This competetion was for just 2 hours and it was amazing that people from different countries, different cultures, different states speaking different languages could join hands together and think about a particular cause and try to find a solution for it. There was a slient promise and a tribute to MJ, 'Healing the world and making it a better place to stay in' .

We travelled up north and reached the Capital, New Delhi. I got goose bumps at the very thought of being in the capital. We met my most favourite role model, Anshu Gupta of Goonj. I had read a lot about Goonj (www.goonj.info) earlier and knew that they won an award in every possible category they apply to. So, I was inquisitive and eagerly waiting to hear directly from the horse's mouth.



We went to Goonj at 8 in the night and it was worth the wait. When asked about how the plan to scale up and expand goonj in other cities, Anshu's reply was, "We don't want our organizatioin to grow, we only want our idea to grow. So, we are ready to share our model and experience and anyone can take it forward". This answer explained the mystery of their success. The most important lesson is that the cause should be bigger than you. He also made us realize the bitter truth that most often we donate what we don't want, we don't donate what they need", which was a realization of the selfishness in what we consider as a selfless act.

Bunker Roy, (http://www.unesco.org/courier/2000_03/uk/dossier/txt02.htm) reciepient of every possible award in social sector, the man who is a kingmaker and not a king, the true changemaker, has clearly changed the lives of so many people, and transformed the village, Tilonia, which was bare to the barefoot institution today. To be a barefoot student you don't have be meritorious, it's perfectly fine if you're dropped out because you can't score, they welcome you with both hands, as they believe that formal education makes life less challenging. The barefoot model is well known internationally, that people from many developing nations come here and learn about solar power and devices or handicrafts and spread it back in their country.His clear thoughts and sharp replies made us feel that he is a true visionary.

Not just the role models, we had panel discussions, were we met interesting people like Shaheen Mistry (Teach for India), Nandini Vaidyanathan (Startups), Mandeep Singh (COO, D.light design, India), Laura Parkin (NEN), Sanjeev Bikhchandani (Naukri) to name a few and they also left an impression and a lesson for us.

Each one of us have our own favourite role models. The choice was based on different parameters and the on the cause that one could relate to. But, all of these role models have one thing in common and that was the biggest learning. All of them were passionate about what they are doing, All of them are determined to change the lives of people in some form of misery. All of the are hardworking and confident about seeing the smile, all of them take that extra mile to be a changemaker. All of them work tirelessly to be selfless. All of them are rebels but for a cause. All of them see a problem as a challenge.All of them chase their dreams of bringing about a change and live their lives for it but they are not wihout fault either. Finally, they are humble when they say lot more to be done yet, when you feel they've already done enough for the generations.

All of them finally left us think, debate and argue with self and realize the inner voice and has given us courage to chase our dreams too.

It's not just the role models who inspired us. Some of the fellow yatris who were pioneers and making a difference in their possible little way inspired and motivated us. In fact ,a few yatris from rural India (Madhav, from Pune - one such)possess the true qualities of a social entrepreneur and was a true inspiration. We learnt from them and from their experiences too. We now want to be a part of their struggle and add a meaning to our lives. Their 'We can' attitude is contagious and the 'wecan' virus has affected all of us. The only medication could be think and act therapy. We've started with the course and let's wait and see the effect.

All work and no play will make the yatris dull too. So, we not just worked hard, we also partied hard on the new year's eve at the Yashvanthpur station in Bangalore. The platform was converted to a temporary dance floor and all of us were shaking our legs for popular numbers and the Dol that was arranged. Partying Didn't stop at Bangalore, we had the second chill out session at Deoria. It was like a wedding party and the way the villagers welcomed us was very touchy.

During the yatra someone asked me, "which rolemodel do Ii think is very innovative?" and the person was surprised when I replied "TJY". The way the temporary bathrooms were designed and the idea of a common room in the train is nothing short of an innovation. The entire yatra was organized so well that except for the jerks and shakes one can never realize that one is in the train.



The journey has just begun for most of us , but now we know the direction and we know that we're part of the time-period in which simple ideas are going to change the world and make lives better. We are ready to chase our dream of letting someone else realize their dream.


P.S

Thanks to my yatri friend Arjun - stole the two jagriti pics from him :)
Some more photos that I clicked can be found here