This morning I woke up very early with noise of crackers, which children bursting in the club house play ground in our society to celebrate Dhanteras. Previous night I haven’t had sound sleep, infect I hit the bed past 2 AM and till morning I have seen series of dreams One dream which got interrupted with crackers, where I was playing with many kids at Asha Kiran School, at Jamshedpur.
Almost after 13 years, First time today I had mentally visited Asha Kiran School in a dream, where I did some voluntary work in 1995; it was a school for special children. It was the similar time in October’95, those days was staying at “Engineers Hall’ (hostel for GETs at Telco, Jsr). During normal days, Engineers Hall used to have over 150 boys and girls. But during this deepwali season, only 12-15 of us were there rest every one had gone home, as I had been to Indore during Dusshera, there was no chance of going again during Diwali, and I had to spend first Deepawali away from home, and friends after 24 years.
As the festival days were coming closure, more and more friends from hostel were leaving for there home towns, and local markets were getting decorated with crackers, sweets, greeting cards, decorations, and I had started developing sinking feeling ( being very attached to Indore) During one of the evening walk from Bar of Telco Club towards hostel, I came to know about a Diwali Carnival in Asha Kiran School. Next day evening after coming back from plant I headed towards the School, which was within Telco Township.
School was a beautiful building, well decorated, and it was my first experience in any special school, where nearly 80~ 100 used to come for there studies, and therapies, each one of kid was unique, facing different challenge in life. That day my belief in “Fairness of God” has shattered for the first time, why “God” punished these wonderful kids, without there knowing, and leaving criminals and culprits without any punishment During my stay in Jamshedpur, I visited this school many a times, spent endless hours in meeting teachers, students, and parents participating in there hobby classes, exhibitions, events, doing some thing which can help children as well as school, developed understanding with some kids... Although I have not done any thing formidable for the school ever, but the brief interaction of couple of month’s ahs made a deep routed impression on my psyche.
Moreover during January 96, during my one month Community Development Project with Nav Jagrat Manav Samaj ( NJMS is an organisation, supported by TATA's for cure and rehabilitation of people suffering from Leprosy- president award winner society, working in area since 1981), I had interacted with many abandoned leprosy patients in interiors of Bihar ( Now Jharkhand) , visited there colonies, Old age home of Missionaries of Charities in Jamshedpur...my so called faith got totally shattered...but I also got to meet people like Dr. Shekhar, Sister Isa Bell...who lived the self less life.
However in Mumbai, initially for 5-6 years i did visited Jidd school, Maa Niketan to understand there working, spending some time celebrating birthdays of kids, or Holi , Diwali with those kids. ..but with the time and later on in the external noise and rat race, ignored the calling of my inner self. But looks like today’s early morning dream was my calling from god, to be on unfair side of his blessings.
If every thing is not fair in the world created by god…how and why we expect Fairness in our world, why we expect fairness from colleagues, friends, family, or everyone.
In life or relations Fairness is an expectation, getting Disappointment is a Reality.
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