S Kothari, was one of the first committees constituted to look into the educational scenario in the country and come up with recommendations. The Kothari commission, 1966, under the leadership of Dr. The real cause of worry is that usually the laws that are rolled out either ridicule the spirit and essence of the constitution ,or fail to capture the problem appropriately, thus failing the citizenry. The answer might not be as simple because when we attempt a critique of the superstructure under which the educational policy is drafted and implemented, there aren’t many flaws. Then what is it that has thwarted success in this sphere. All public discourse and dialogue, all commissions and committees ,all summits and seminars have been reiterating the same statement. This opinion has formed the crux of all policy decisions surrounding education initiatives in our country. That ‘education is the most important and effective route to steer a society into development’ is a view that will find umpteen buyers. That day would be enlightening, there is nothing that is frightening….įrom a life that seemed so shallow, to a crown with Buddha’s halo………………………………………… Loneliness, anxiety I do not know.the mighty ocean is a dried up pond……. Then my soul would be touched and I would feel a bond, Then my soul would be heard and life would be a song,Īctions, words, deeds, prayers.can anything then be wrong……… I would be with myself, discover all heavenly treasures…. Then my soul would be seen and life can gauge its measures, Let love be eternal and hopes, a common gene…………. Let the inner voice be heard, let conscience be a screen, This belief is so truly false, it takes away the essence of me… It hides nothing, is transparent, and I believe I can’t see, There is something deeper, profound, pious and pure,Įmbodies hopes engulfs pain, pretences it can’t endure… Man does fly in the sky and has pots from hardened clay…. The water can be held in a bottle, the air ballooned away, The clouds a dark passing thought, the sands can be turned fertile… The sky which seems endless, the clay that I can’t mould….īut the oceans can be crossed by ships, the wind can’t change lives… The water that leaves me cold, the air that I can’t behold, Is it the cloud so grey, or sand that slips away……. Is it the ocean so vast, or the wind so deep, What is that so imposing, so enclosing, captivating and seems like a giant tree…. I often wonder, I often ponder, what’s the deepest thing in the world for me…
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