In the Company of Virtuosos
Stepping into a room full of virtuosos can be
overwhelming,
When one is in the company of savants,
brainiacs and prodigies.
It is like coming face to face with a superior
lot of human beings
Who will lead us into a trailblazing future
full of glory and wonder?
But beneath the veneer of infallibility peeps
out the vulnerable
Faces of children bewildered and lost, ready to
weep in confusion.
Distressed minds forced to become a crunching
machine!
Minds forced by a cruel world to exist but not
live their own dreams.
They live in a world of competition and rat
races, coaching and tuitions
To ace the magic number in the competition,
laurels and tributes
Rewarded not by gold but by numbers, mere
numbers, for an identity!
Alas! In our push for glory and success, we have
created zombies.
If numbers were to mark us, so did the tattoos
on the arms of the
Inmates of Treblinka, Auschwitz and Sobibor! We
have forgotten to
Teach our students to surf the winds of dreams,
hope and joy, and
Instead, trapped them in a cage of numbers and
entrance tests.
Give them back their childhood! Teach them to
live! Guide them
To savour the fresh morning breeze, or revel in
the sights of the
Green fields stretching into the infinite. Let
them taste the gifts of
Life, celebrate the innocence of childhood,
prance and play!
Let us not impose our aspirations and desires
on our children,
Just because we lost a battle. Let’s fight our
battles ourselves,
And not impose them on our children. Let our children live
Their lives, let us not selfishly impose our baggage on them!
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