Monday, April 24, 2017

The Teacher.

A stipendiary student learning in the same class for many years....and unlikely to end his stay in his familiar space....he is fearless, as there is no examination to pass...No certificates of merit by anyone but he is judged in each and every hour by his own inquisitor’s eager minds very harshly and impartially and impatiently. The certificates are imprinted in the conjunctive or cornea of the eyes of the innocent learning eyes sitting and looking at him attentively without blinking. He delivers the words and enacts the act what he got imprinted in his ever opened library.
The shelves, the large reading table, the chairs with a silent and a constant dialogue between the occupants of the shelves and the chairs of the library are being echoed in his ears and spiral waves are caused to stir and settle with appropriate answers. He talks, he listens and he assimilates the letters in the book or brain or by heart. But when interrogated no exclamation of ignorance is ever tolerated. No one is the master he is the master of the youthful mind and souls...
He cannot seek more than what is required for the bare needs for existence. “Simple living and high thinking” the slogan he lives with minimum greed unlike other urban weeds who without deeds but sows the seeds and reaps the yield. A bank of treasured knowledge that can never afford to announce bankruptcy...He is alone but the whole world watches him. Though alone but watched by millions.
Decades of seasons, he has lived through, but remained an outsider. He is not expected to get himself stagnated in any one situation of any kind. He is just unlike others...a myth...a secret box never gives his priorities in either social or political or personal context.

He is a rightist, he is a leftist....and sometime called a centrist...To his unique and most diversified followers with extreme polar differences, he is an atheist to some and a great believer of God to others, for some he is simple, to some he is an enigma...he is liberal, he is conservative...but what exactly he is....Yes.... at one point everyone share the same opinion that he does not offend anyone even by chance........ A bundles of extreme opposites...sometime looks coward sometime spineless....but never condemned by his innumerable admirers. Instead, his very soft attitude as an exponent of peace and nature of accommodation is praised and prayed. Yet nobody knows...what he is and what he stands for and for whom...!!.He is free from all isms. His conviction and his faith his religion are ever hidden and guarded in a general rule of acceptance. Identity is a mystery.....He is water in his presence, spreads and diffuses in any boundary without a thin nictitating membrane like frog. He is as strong and solid as steel and he is as soft as fresh water muscle......He is as liberal as radiation and he is as porous as sponge to absorb readily.
He seldom expresses his opinions and guard them with a ferocious secrecy as his revelation may shake and may push his ex-friends or students to the hilt of frustration....So...he keeps his guard for himself till his death, consoling the children with their own conviction according to their satisfaction of his friend is on his side.....but never forgets to underline the fact no conservative or liberal ideology would allow anybody to dominate and suppress and exploit the humanity....
Yes...He says the world can exist with a wonderful harmony with great diversity of thoughts and beliefs in every possible angle...when the most adoptive creature.....THE HUMAN has adapted so wonderfully to the peaks, the deserts, the grass lands, caves, river banks, the polar Eco-system which are too hazardous and challenging environmental extremes.....He is a successful species who can live anywhere he chooses to and alter that natural ecosystem according to his needs with his innovations and technologies...
But well, well yes…he the teacher may be right in his reception, perception and expression…..
BUT….Who cares…? For the once expressed thought of a teacher long ago and his ideas are no more feasible and hence are irrelevant. It is the time of not just survival but to get and indulge in enjoying the all man made illusory comforts in a freeway and most importantly the social status and money power which are in my view is an irresponsible and the most selfish act of present advanced and civilized humans….
So, they say victoriously, for those idealists...."grapes are sour"

ಪಾತ್ರಧಾರಿಯೂ ಅಲ್ಲ, ಸೂತ್ರಧಾರನೂ ಇಲ್ಲಿಲ್ಲ,ಪ್ರೇಕ್ಷಕರೇ ಎಲ್ಲೆಲ್ಲ
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