The inevitable Doom

As the clouds have covered the shining light of the blazing sun, the flourishing credit and cherish coming from the surroundings after achieving an excellent grade or number in the theory based machinery education system of India shed our mind with the illusion of dull self-appreciation throwing us in the world of darkness from where we can not see the reality of practical field especially regarding to job market and that is what happened to me.

In school, we were taught, "As the survival of the fittest is the eternal rule of this world, you have to survive here competing with others" and what was the measurement of selecting this "fittest pupils" - simply the grade or number. Who scored better regarded as superior to others. Here to get scores or grade we had to memorise either some hard copy materials or books or teacher's damn notes. Free thinking, expressing your own views and obtaining practical knowledge had a very little place there. We hardly remember that teachers tell us how to use the knowledge they taught us in the practical field. Pen and paper or chalk and duster speak the last words.

A group of pupils including me were admired for achieving a good score or adapting ourselves to this damn system and the rest were admonished for not doing well. It, no doubt, gave us a self-satisfaction that subconsciously kept us far away from reality and limited our knowledge to the world of books or some existing information.

It inevitably caused the downfall of our career as time goes by. After completing schools when we faced the real world and discovered a completely new type of competition where practical and diverse knowledge is obvious then it was quite seemed to us the bolt from the blue. We were at a loss and as one can not see anything in the midst of fogs, we were unable to see any light in the midst of this darkness.

In the meantime, I met some schoolmates all of whom found jobs, one of them is engineer, one doctor and the rest are in banks and offices. They all are those students who hardly receive the appreciation of teachers. When they, in turn, asked me "what do you do". Embarrassment takes a new turn.

I remain silent for sometimes and then replied, " I am in search of a job".

I do not know what did they think about me but some words of them compel me to think that the academic world is quite different from the practical world.

Here no syllabus exists and whatever appreciated the practical skill, not some damn marks or grade. People who have creative power and spirit to do something will be the "fittest" and rest will be the loser.

In school, we are not told to focus on marks and grade by memorizing some theories or reading materials and are not allowed to wander in the island of thinking where we can test those things whatever we read in the book that helps us to do something of our own or create a new thing. The inevitable result is that we can not embrace the environment of the practical field where skill and creative power determine your position and are thrown in the darkness of failure, stress and depression.