What our education teach us..?!

"What you have studied..?" "Is that all you learned from school?" These are all common scoldings we receive when we do any mischievous or any misbehavior in our boyhood days.

From the dress up, the hair cut, speaking aloud at street or public places, sitting in a bus while senior or women stands etc. for everything!

I still remember my school days when I travel by bus, we can sit on a seat until any old person or woman boarded. If you still sit on the seat for any reason, you would hear the voice from the crowd "nowadays the boys are learning only this sort of kindness from the school..the mistake is not theirs, the teacher who teaches.." Even if you sit after hearing this, they ask you to get up from the seat on your face. But, it seldom happened. At street, when you happened to see an elder person you should unfold your lungi or dhoti spontaneously. The gesture to show your respect. You cannot stand as it is, in folded manner. Like this, many of your acts would be observed, watched keenly by the senior environment. When they notice something in disrespect manner, they doubt on your studies and the school where you study.

The people expected the school and especially the teacher should teach not only the lessons to the students but, the respect towards the society they belong! The student's attitude and the inter personal skills measured and expected from their school. Still, in small towns they would ask about the school and the teacher's name. Believe it or not, the message would reach to the respective school /teacher within a short span of time in those days where no telephone, internet. I can give an example, when I was at class 8th me and my friend rode a cycle. During those days, the cycle riding was a great amusement and achievement for the school goers. There were cycle shops which rent out the cycles, especially the small one for boys. There were queue to take cycle and people would wait for their turn. For an hour fifty paise, half an hour 30 paise. The shop keeper keep a small time piece and note your name and time on a note book. Owning a bicycle was a dream! Some times, students borrow their parents or uncles bicycle to school, that was an amazing thing. They allow only their friends to touch and very close friends to ride it. Once, me and my friend rode and accidentally hit a person. The first question he asked was which school. We told our school name. And which class, we used to pronounce the class with section naturally then. When he starts shouting, we flew away.

Next day, we were called to head master's room. When peon called our name, we were almost dead. When we reached his room, our class teacher was there. He called us inside and shouted "Welcome heroes, Can't you stay home and study? Riding cycle and hitting people on road..Your teacher is not strict, that is the reason you are wandering like this..!" Our teacher bent down his head. He was very kind indeed. Then he called our Physical education teacher and told him the story. He took off to the PT room and..Need to mention? For us, more than pain wondered how the news reached was a big surprise.

The school and teachers were very keen on their pupils' behavior in the society. That was the care in fact. They built the society and living of every individual pupil. 
Now, can you imagine and expect all these from the school and teachers? Then, we can't blame the society!

Honesty, a special quality?

Just wanted to share two incidents on a same day, at the same location with a minimal time difference.

On the other usual day, commuting from home to my office on a regular bus observed two things happened randomly. Every day I commute nearly two hours morning and evening. My bus carries all sort of people unlike my earlier travel where my bus carries only IT employees. My recent bus travel is quite interesting and having opportunity to observe different sort of people. Construction labors, Garment workers, School children, Office goers and Agricultural labors etc.,

A few commuters purchase ticket for their travel. But, most of them travel with their monthly pass. Checking of pass depends upon the conductor. Many conductors question when you board "Pass or Ticket?" If we say pass, no more questions asked. A few will ask us to show the pass from distance and from their binocular view, they approve it. Very few will hold our pass and check every detail including our ID proof. Very seldom, the defaulters caught.

On the day of the incident happened, the conductor was very vigilant. A group of working girls, all are garment workers (Been observed from the uniform they wear and the stop where they alight) boarded and busy with their chatting. The conductor asked for tickets and all told 'pass' and showed their pass cards. They told in chorus we all hold pass, everyday travelling. He was about to leave the group and identified a girl who was busy with her mobile. Asked her to show a pass. Then she asked for a ticket. By the time the stage had crossed for a ticket to issue. The conductor got angry and asked everyone in the group to show their pass and id card. And he scolded badly in the vernacular language. A black sheep caught by himself. He was telling to other commuters about their attitude and dishonest until they all got down.

After a few stops, a school boy boarded alone. Looking very poor by his uniforms and a bandage on his foot. He stood near to the driver. Carrying a heavy school bag and the wound in foot make his face painful. Our strict conductor called him to come inside and asked for a ticket. The boy told him he would get down at next bus stop and showing five rupee coin to him. Now the conductor went close by. By seeing him, he felt sad it seems. He asked what happened. The boy told usually walks to school but, since injured at foot not able to walk and took bus. By the time stop approached. The conductor told him to get down without collecting money and not issuing ticket. The boy kept asking for a ticket. The driver also now joined and told him "no problem, you get down!" The boy again insisted for ticket. The conductor issued him a ticket with a smile and asked him to keep his money. After taken the ticket, he adamantly gave the coin to the conductor. He made conductor felt happy and proud.

He made us impressed by his action.

Very accidentally and fortunately, happened to met him on the same day evening while return home. He was sitting opposite to me. I gave him a friendly smile and asked about his injury. He had mentioned that he was walking on pavement, but the motorist jumped from the road and hit him from behind. The motorist not even mentioned a sorry made him more painful it seems. Then, I asked about the morning incident. "Though conductor not asked for the money, why did you give?" By the time his stop arrived. The boy told " The bus belong to the government, not to him!"