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The actual wisdom is near us, we get it from the life around us, from the people around us. That is the authentic and proximate wisdom. Most of the lessons that have made my life simpler were acquired from life around me. There are many lessons that my parents gave me while growing up, but I did not care then. It’s only now that I have started noticing their impact on my life. These lessons were nowhere written in the books, contrary to my belief that I had as a child that every lesson is taught by the books we read. Only those who hold pen, are custodians of wisdom, I believed for a long time. These lessons have started to make sense since I have started living away from my parents. While I was cooking yesterday in afternoon, I quickly recalled the lesson my mother gave me while I was still a teenager-very angry and arrogant. Once my mother asked m e that it was time ,I should learn how to cook meal. I remember getting angry at her and saying to her in high pitch “I don’t wan

In school we carried dictionary to learn new words, their meanings and use them to 'make sentences'. In school library Magazine 'Competition Success Review'- had an essay titled 'Words give wings to ideas'. I was happy to learn new words and say them to whoever came my way. Growing up has taught words are not enough and absolute. At times I fail to put words to order breathless sentences I frame but the magic Words remain in complete coherence with brain - orderless and deranged. Words remain euphemism for what I feel. Words reduce me. Words fail me. Words make me vulnerable. To be sane again I run away from words And sit Wordless.

How reluctant I was to make my documentary proposal when our teachers informed that we had to give individual proposal. I wrote my proposal on Pinjra Tod. See the serendipity, anything feminist comes home to me. Pinjra tod is an autonomous women’s’ collective to fight against gender discriminatory hostel rules in the Universities in Delhi. In our documentary we have tried talking about inception, politics, ideology and flaws with the movement. Today we gave the viva as well and now we know the documentary as a material thing is over. But Mahima who appeared in our documentary said something that keeps reverberating in my ears and will continue to (though I don’t know how long it would do) Mahima has been living in Delhi for seven years now and she says “No matter what my politics are and how liberated I feel in Delhi, I am not able to translate same in Agra”. She tells she doesn’t step out of home after seven pm in Agra, not because her parents have asked but while growing up and

                                     As part of our social development paper, in this semester we discussed Class, caste and religious prejudices. As the semester is reaching its twilight stage, we are trying to discuss the prejudiced with which grew up, stereotypes and pre conceived notions about Hindu -Muslim. In class there is mix of Muslims, Hindus and one Christian .Among Muslims we have one Shia and rest are sunnis. It was for the first time in my life, where I sat with friends and a teacher to discuss the prejudices we had against each other (which were told since childhood but nobody addressed it). I guess it happened very late in my life. These things should have been discussed in homes and schools. Kids should fight and tease each other but the cause should never be Mosque or temple. They should learn to respect differences and should know about each other. Muslims in their homes are told. Hindus are not hygienic. They do not take water after peeing, thus they