Wednesday, 23 April 2014

बहावा















बहावा किती वेडं झाड आहे!
फुलतं तेव्हा म्हणजे आतून बाहेरून नुसतं उसळून येतं...
स्वतःचं सौंदर्य, रंग सगळं बघणा-यावर लुटून टाकतं नुसतं....
मला त्याला नेहमी म्हणावसं वाटतं.... अरे वेड्या असं सगळं बघणा-यावरंच उधळून लावलंस तर तुला रे काय उरणार गड्या?
पण त्याला त्याची फिकीरच नाही....
ते स्वतःतच मग्न... स्वतःच्या बहराच्या उत्सवात बेहोष...
जाऊन काळा तीट लावावासा वाटतो...
तसेच रातराणी आणि निशिगंध...
आहे नाही तो सगळा सुवास आपला लावला उधळून
निदान स्वतःचा जीव केवढा ते तरी बघावं!



Sunday, 16 March 2014

Physical, Intellectual, Emotional and Social Safety



I have learned something recently that has liberated me from struggle of accepting people and situations to a great extent…
It’s a concept called P.I.E.S.
Physical, Intellectual, Emotional and Social safety.
The assumption is each person is doing his or her best, at that point in time to keep his or her PIES intact
And whatever is being done (may be wrong as per your judgment) is what that person genuinely believes in for keeping the PIES intact.
So for example I work for issues related to dams…. and much of my energy goes in dealing with ‘Why on earth would politicians bulldoze on someone else’s life for their own selfish monetary gains and their own fancy vision of development? (Most of the dam projects are not proposed in a participatory manner... have too many technical shortcomings, vested interests, political lobbies and cater to only a few people marginalising people who have to give up their lands for the submergence of back waters of the dams... Whose development and at whose expense? remains unanswered)… I couldn’t accept it… now this PIES theory sort of gives an explanation… they genuinely believe that this is how they have got to do to win the game… they need to earn more to retain power and they need more power to earn more money and this is what they ought to do in politics… money and power at any cost is probably their idea of their social safety…
Now the beauty of understanding this is…. I do not have to agree with what they believe but I sort of can understand the helplessness of the situation…
So even if I still completely disagree with what they do…. there is a space around it which helps me not get entangled in judging the person and reacting emotionally….
Another classic example is my dad…. He is brilliant and that’s his biggest problem….
He naturally has the best solution for everything or best approach for everything…. He has been managing at highest levels in his work all his life… been best in acads… cracked IIT (only he and a friend of his were selected for IIT from Nasik for his batch)… so it’s all excellent …. BUT…. That makes him a perfectionist manager at home as well all the time… and he keeps dominating every decision… every situation…. very casually orders for things to be done… keeps giving instructions and most importantly keeps insisting on going by his advice all the time….and it is very difficult to deal with… what he does not understand is that my very foundation.... my very core values are all borrowed from him… and I look up to him more than he understands…. only my definition of looking up to him differs than his own one…
I have had a tough time to deal with this for years…. I struggled for getting my freedom of making mistakes and learning from it… of exploring the world without tainting a perspective… without being given any kind of advice…..
And he is still the same…. All the more annoyed because I listen to him a lot less than I used to….
But after understanding the PIES theory I got a new perspective…. He actually completely and honestly believes that his advice is the best to go by for everyone in the house and especially me…  so it gives me a little more space to understand him and not react hastily to what he is saying or doing… at the same time I still am free to disagree with what he believes….
Its so liberating seriously…. because constantly judging people takes toll on you in various forms…
I learned about PIES very accidentally
I was talking to a friend who was working with a class of 6th standard in a school on experiential education… ExpEd essentially believes in getting the emotional continuum of students right before teaching them any acads… if the children are emotionally stable… and happy …. they learn a lot more easily…. and efficiently is what ExpEd assumption is…. So he was telling that at first there was a lot of emotional drain out in his class… which stabilized only after about two months… this also involved sorting out gender issues in the class….  Now mention of gender issues triggered my interest because I was struggling to accept something for past 2-3 years… When I had gone to Melghat to conduct a regional camp of Nirman for Medical students of some college from Yawatmal…. what I had encountered with was an immense sexist behavior of the boys in the participants… there were comments on me… teasing…. and not in a very healthy way…. All I kept wondering was ‘do they not understand that this is hurting me?’….
I had lost my confidence of dealing with groups entirely after that incidence…. I kept that question alive in my heart that what makes them behave like this…. When I talked with Aditya (the ExpEd friend) … he tried to explain this based on PIES theory… that these people are brought up the way that they feel like being macho is THE thing and being macho means being sexist…. They genuinely believe that they got to be macho for their social acceptance and being macho for them means being sexist….
So I do not have to label them as MSPs and discard them… I just need to understand that they are a product of too many processes…. And they are doing so to keep their PIES intact…
It was a eureka moment…. !!!!
I know its no way the answer…. But as I have said repeatedly said…. It just created a space around it and I can look at it in a sort of a detatched way….
It’s much much a freedom….
P.S. Matured readers will understand that I mean no disrespect for my dad... I love him :)

Tuesday, 11 March 2014

Beggar girl and the stray dogs...

Something happened today that has stayed in my mind like a frozen moment...

Me, Sajal and Shastri were standing near Cafe Goodluck ...
We were discussing about dams... Shastri has been working with Shashwat (an NGO working near Manchar, Pune). He was talking about the kind of issues the displaced families of Dimbhe dam are facing... These families are kaatkaries..  i.e. tribal... they have no proof of existence what so ever... and so are easily brushed away from the farce of rehabilitation and resettlement... the R&R process typically needs proof of owning a land to get a compensation... now-- these tribal have no proof of even their existence.... how are they supposed to have proof of owning a land?
Then Sajal was talking about Gosikhurd dam in Vidarbha... the dam was built 30 years back... and the struggle of nearly 16000 displaced families is still going on....
The development that we see around... owning to which urban residents enjoy much comfort and luxuries... stands essentially on lives of too many of such vulnerable families having to give up everything almost at a gun point... of the Government...

We were talking for long time... all this while 4-5 stray dogs were roaming around in the lane....
Suddenly all of them ganged up.... and started howling... alarmed we turned our heads... and saw that a very small fragile beggar girl was walking down and the dogs were about to attack her...the girl was so small and frail...she shuddered for a moment and was screaming with fear...

Shastri ran after the dogs with stones in his hand... the dogs fled... the girl was relieved....

What we witnessed in that quarter of a minute was exactly what we were talking about... Resemblance between the frail girl and the kaatkaries uprooted from their land was uncanny...

The talk resumed...and after a while we parted ways.... but I am still stuck at that frozen moment....
The small frail girl screaming with fear... and gang of dogs all set to tear her down....

Tuesday, 11 February 2014

आजकाल पुण्यात पेपरमधे एका नाटकाची जाहिरात येते "चला कामजीवन जगूया". आणि त्याची tagline अशी आहे- "बायकोने आकर्षक दिसण्याचा प्रयत्न केला तर काय बिशाद नव-याची नजर दुस-या बायकांकडे जाईल!".
या वाक्यात किती बेसिक लेव्हलचा प्रॉब्लेम आहे हे किती लोकांना कळतं माहित नाही. नाटक काढणा-यांना नक्की कळलेलं नाहीये.
म्हणजे आपल्या नव-याला आपल्याशी बांधून ठेवायला बायकोनी जिवाचा आटापिटा करायचा, सुंदर दिसायचं. शाश्वताचा शोध न घेता जे शरीर नश्वर आहे  त्याच्यात आपला सगळा वेळ आणि एनर्जी खर्च करायची.
कशासाठी? जर बायकोशी committed राहण्याइतकी integrity नव-याजवळ नसेल तर बायकोनी त्याच्या मागे मागे जात त्याला स्वतःशी बांधून का ठेवायचं? जाऊ देत ना... फिरू देत टिळा लावून सोडून दिलेल्या वळू सारखं...
आपल्या समाजात सगळीच कडे गृहीत धरलेलं आहे. पुरूषांच तो इतर बायकांकडे आकर्षित होणारच!
इतकी मोकळीक एका स्त्री ला आहे?
मागे मी एक कथा विशेषांक वाचला. अंकाचा विषयच sexuality असा होता. त्यात १५ कथांपैकी एक कथा सोडल्यास इतर सगळ्या कथांमधे पुरूष परस्त्रीकडे ओढला जातो असा विषय होता. आता मुळात परस्त्री आली म्हणजे यात स्त्री पण involved आहेच. पण कथा मात्र पुरुषाच्या angle नी लिहिलेली.
मधे एका मित्राकडून एक नवीनच "सुविचार" कळला... "पुरुषाचं सामर्थ्य हेच त्याचं सौंदर्य असतं आहे स्त्रीचं सौंदर्य हेच तिचं सामर्थ्य!"... क्या बात है! पुढे काही बोलायची गरजच नाही!

हे असंच स्त्रीला "स्वातंत्र्य" (पाहिजे तसं जगण्याचं) देण्याबाबत. मागे एक मित्र बोलता बोलता म्हणाला "मी माझ्या बायकोला पूर्ण स्वातंत्र्य देणार आहे." मी त्याला विचारलं "स्वातंत्र्य ’देणारा’ तू कोण?" तर तो उखडलाच, म्हणे मी दिलं नाही तर ते तिला कसं मिळणार?
स्वातंत्र्य ही काय पुरूषांनी ’स्त्री’ ला ’द्यायची’ गोष्ट आहे?
खरंच किती बेसिक level चे घोळ असतात लोकांच्या डोक्यात!

Sunday, 9 February 2014

I am like......



Today I had gone for a session of “Diploma in Experiential Education & Practice” or DEEP as they call it. As the name suggests it is about how to facilitate experiential education amongst a group of people of any kind. I learned about it from a friend of mine. The instructor is generous enough to keep it informal so that anyone can simply walk in.
Today’s topic was use of drama or acting or theatre in education.
The visiting faculty who was from background of theatre of oppressed took all the participants through a series of games, improvisations etc.
At the end of session he asked us to write minimum three metaphors for ourselves. An image- how we perceive ourselves….
Here’s what I wrote-
I am—
Like a bird wanting to take a leap
Like a bunch of words that are waiting to become a verse
Like a canvas that is being painted
Like a camera film that has various impressions
Like web of too many strands entangled in a chaos
Like an order emerging through the chaos