A warm summer morning, Maria sits on the couch of her balcony sipping her morning cuppa. It soaks in that yes she is not too far from her diamond jubilee birthday.A few brisk years and she will be there. She wonders, what has these streaks of grey and years of toil taught me?
Yes before I drift away its important to mention that Maria has been a teacher for 30 years today. Like all other women she has also juggled through motherhood, home and family. But what’s important is she has groomed many student careers. She has been an academic mother and navigated many pupils to successful destinations.
Maria is not too ambitious. She believes in good work culture and a peaceful life. But alas !! she works for the government. It’s immaterial what you have done for three decades, whether you slogged or slept. What is important is how intelligent you are in juggling your strings, image and humility in front of the men in power.
True that India is a democratic country. But Maria fails to perceive the essence of it these days.
People are voted to power to represent us all. But once in power very few abide by democratic guidelines.
Public humiliation on camera of news channels and social media is the trend of the day.
Just because Mr X is a departmental minister for a couple of months/ years, does democratic principles permit such absolutism?
Honoured , empowered and admired is the officer who is a good juggler. Overtime life has gathered experiences and realisations. But today it looks like being considered dishonest and indisciplined is the norm. How has the world been moving all these years.
Maria runs through the morning news paper. It seems to be packed with horror stories of price hike, robbery, defeat and insecurities. A brisk shower and morning chores as for three long decades. She drives to work and reaches before time.
The office staff smiles and hands her a notification. She realises another intelligent and connected employee has been upgraded. Maria does not ever yearn for anything like that.
But she mutters to herself, Oh! Lord I hope I am not crushed once again.
Maria feels like telling her students ” Don’t loose ground whenever you grow up”. But lackaday she may be targeted for more woes on her way.
She drives back home at the end of a long strenuous day only with insecurities thinking…… hopefully I am not a prey to these pontifical domineering democratic leaders or their followers.
If this is work culture nurturing today. We don’t know what we are headed for.
Maria goes to bed crestfallen for now she cannot start a new life nor can she drop out. It’s next morning again and she is off to work with dedication but no expectation.
She has to work to sustain and prays she can do that till the end.