Painted nails, hairless bodies and fruity fragrances, these are the attributes that one is conditioned to refer to women with.
Wednesday, March 30, 2022
THE PORTRAYAL OF WOMEN
Saturday, March 19, 2022
ALIVE
Friday, March 18, 2022
THE ROUT
Thursday, August 5, 2021
THE SHIFT TO ONLINE LEARNING
Learning digitally is not only a new way to learn but, a better way to look, create and think out of the box.
The spread of this global pandemic has brought the world to a standstill. But find an optimistic viewpoint in every negative situation, they say. And as if the time walked on the line of the same.
Streets got emptied but hearts filled with old memories; social gap widened but misunderstandings shrunk. When the purpose and meaning of living changed, education wasn't too far to evolve. Styluses replaced pens and mac books replaced notebooks. Boards changed to screen-shares and lectures turned into zoom meetings.
But this wasn't all. The book worm turned into an active student. The lethargic ones are working hard now and the introverts are socializing. All due to sense of togetherness in the time of this crisis. Indeed, a shift is evident. An absolute shift in comprehending, discussing, sharing and tutoring of facts. This system of educating has turned into that of providing knowledge.
It makes us learn irrespective of the ambience, accumulating all our thoughts, perspectives and lives together and giving us a chance to strengthen our bonds with our loved ones. Most importantly, providing us a shield from exposure.
And if this wasn't THAT heroic, we wouldn't have been appearing in online lectures, exams, competitions, webinars and meetings. The fact that this is an e-competition is a witness of that. However, heroicness comes with loopholes too. The virtual world is exhibiting it's beauty to those who already have an access to it.
In India, 22% of the population still remains chronically poor i.e. below the poverty line. Not every slum student would have a 24 hours access to even smart phones. No malnourished, paper seeming child would have resources to fulfill his academic needs.
Virtual classes have led to theoretical concepts which is meaningless for those who are even devoid of basic necessities. The education they lack, paints their future with fog. And as virtual lessons provide room for procrastination, their subsequent times slyly turn blurry.
A big disadvantage to school students is the lack of one-on-one support. Many at-risk students who use online courses to “catch up,” find themselves faltering for further explanation when they don’t grasp a concept. Because the online classroom is not made up of a room of “real” bodies, it isn't likely for students to have a broader discussion.
To conclude, Online learning, which came as a panacea for the crisis, is seen as a new paradigm. Everyone needs to learn digital skills to improve the quality of education. The emphasis on online education has to be accompanied with changes in curriculum, textbooks, examination systems and pedagogy. Unless the screens become the students' windows, they won't be able to expose themselves to the global books.
- Garima
Monday, July 19, 2021
GRASS : THE UNWANTED WEEDS
Whenever I get crushed
As their black tongues say
That I am the UNWANTED
Say grasshoppers or those horny beings
I am asked to fetch nourishment
To the ones who ask for what is lent
As that is what they say
Still our family works
Under the title of UNWANTED
But the wise know my use
But I am one of those who don't
shy away from society's teases
But bad to bad
Still cannot name myself
As KARMA the bitch
but no one looks at my effort
Where I am hiding, swaying,
Magnified eyes finding nutrients.
But I know that I am non living
Or living some theories consider me
My movement and food being the reason.
As dried up flowers in books
I gather all my courage to grow
Grow as under the title of UNWANTED
For I am - THE UNWANTED GRASS
Saturday, January 25, 2020
STARS : THE TWINKLING HARDWORKERS
As I stand at the window sill
Finally, I delete the song
I keep skipping in my playlist
Patiently, yet welcomingly, I wait
For the next song to play
As the low keys bless my ears
I smile with approval
Tugging my hair behind my ear
I accidently look at you
And I see, thousands of you
Flickering and beaming at me
People call it atmospheric refraction
I call them obstacles
Your fluctuation is the result of it
The effort and hardwork of yours
Sunlight, storms, clouds
Are all your enemies
Still some of you reach here
Near me, as if trying to please
People give us examples of success
Hardwork, efforts, achievements
Nobody tends to mention you
Yet even considering you
All I want is respect
For the stars ( twinkling creatures)
That travel further than their world
Through the layers of obstacles
Just to reach us
I repeat - JUST TO REACH US
The twinkling hardworkers
THE STARS
~Garimađź’“
Monday, July 8, 2019
THE NIGHT : YOUR ARRIVAL
My toes dig deeper into the beige deserty sand
Your shallow wind hits my skin
My hair make a wavy movement
Chirping of birds seem to fade
I wonder if anyone welcomes you
Just like yellowish sunflowers get laid
My skin reflects your orangish yellow colour
Waves calm under your motherly touch
Watching the approaching black colour
Splashing waves slowly caressing you
Smelling the lingering aroma of every flower
And obviously the lunar king ruling you
As I ripple your reflection in the water
I could just have you in my hands
No one knows that you give water the colour of water
I wonder how people ignore you approaching
My eyes reflect your twinkling silvery pearls
Because you are the day's end and the beginning
You are THE NIGHT
Saturday, July 6, 2019
THE SUN : IT WAS NOT YOUR FAULT
Not, for getting milk from the milkman
Not, for feeling how cold it is today
Not, for picking up the window clashing newspaper for dad
Imagining, goosebumps rise on my skin
Watching, you caressing my curly locks
Little did I know
Not, because of my frustration
Not, because of my realisation
As my innocent mind reminded me, Of my geography lesson, yesterday
Taking the bucket of stars along with, you
I didnt need your help
The staring moon, made it easy for me
To understand that
Gave me answers
Counting the silvery dots, calmed me
As if someone could understand, me
But you, could not watch me happy
You appeared from the horizon
Giving me, a reddish display
You appeared shining bright
They were habitual, to the dark
Taking away, the dark with whom I had woven everything
How, could you be so shameless
To see how could you face, me
Even after, taking all the crumbs I had
I wanted to see the guilt in your, eyes
But instead you just, smiled and shone
I realised,
It was not your fault
To shine,
To break through the darkness,
Or to smile with every, new morning
I realised that it was not, your choice
To come
I know, everyone liked mornings
Except me
And I couldnt be more, selfish
To ask you to go away,
It was mandatory, for you to come
It was necessary for the SUN, to appear
~Garimađź’•

