Friday, March 24, 2006

And Miles to go before I Sleep

This blog of mine has been neglected by me for quite some time ...... On asking myself why ??? there are lots of things that come to my mind ..... its been so hectic off late ... with all the travel i had to do over the last week.... working on multiple projects simultaneously ..... deadlines.... workload .... these are all reasons for sure .... and none of them incorrect .... but if i think deeper .... is this the only reason .... or did i actually had that unstoppable urge to express myself .... and kind off crib about anything and everything ..... which I had earlier ....i guess that fire wasnt there.

The last few weeks that i have been associated with Bharat Uday (refer to my last post ) ... have been revealing and truly thought provoking ..... it has dawned on me that it is the easiest thing to blame the system .... crib about the state of affairs of our country ... and write your heart out ...... the day you move out of your cozy & comfortable homes away from your comp and think of doing something on the ground rather than blabbering on the net ..... you realize “there are miles to go before I sleep” ... the last few weeks have completely transformed me as a person , changed my thought process radically .... and i beieve it has been for the better. During this period i have had the opportunity to interact with people mostly like me who are actually doing something and playing their part in whatever small way possible to bring about change , not like most who talk all the time but feel there is nothing they can do about it .

I was really touched by one such person , as a background this guy is a 25 smthg well settled working for Infosys as a Programmer analyst , which in my view (Given my exp with infy) is the coolest possible job on the planet :)) .... the thing which is different about this guy is that on a weekend you wont find him enjoying himself in a b'lore mall or a movie theatre ..... but planning marketing strategies for Jute Bags being manufactured by a Rural Plant set up by him along with a few likeminded friends ...... what had started off as a single plant employing around 15 rural ladies giving them permanent employment with earnings that dont dwindle with the change of season in 2001 to 7 plants today supporting more than 150 such families. I had a lomg chat with this guy and also visited one of their plants, the thing that struck me hard was when he said “We dont believe in Charity our aim is to empower the underpriviledged” , the main challenge during all these 5 years according to him has been to bring about a change in the way people think, to imbibe in them virtues of quality and productivity.

I have come to a firm belief that if we want to see the the rise of a great nation ..... empowerment of the downtrodden has to be the key .... we need to make them productive , rather than being protective about them and we need hundreds of people like the person I talked about to bring about a revolution, just thinking what can I do wont work ......

Talking about Bhatrat Uday mission .... there are a lot of contradictions as is in almost all organisations of its kind .... there are a lot of things which even I dont subscribe to ...... but still it is atleast a platform where coming together we are trying to do our bit.... over the weeks, we have had a few meetings subsequent to the one described in my earlier post and I have been more and more amazed looking at the enthusiasm the people have today to bring about change ... and the best part is that now the majority of guys coming are mainly young students who r in their 1st yr, 2nd yr of professional courses ...... you can feel the mood of the nation, there is for sure a revolution on the brink of eruption ... the jessica lal outcry and subsequent action is another indication towards that ..... we the people can no longer be taken for granted ....

Before Signing off .... the immortal words of robert frost come to my mind

“Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it's queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep. “

- Robert Frost