The generation of course was born when humanity in general was dying. Unhinged from its immediate mooring, this generation is indeed in a state of a free fall and if we expect conformity from them in the name of discipline, submission and surrender in the name of regard and respect and a blind following of dictates at the cost of their inherent inquisitiveness, it becomes easy for us to brand them as growing absurds. Isn’t it the high time to look for some new functional pre-requisites to sustain the worth, the very purpose of education.
I sincerely believe that certain traits on ancient Indian education system. I sincerely believe that certain traits of ancient Indian education system, which are universal enough tends to lose their edge, may come forward to rescue us. In spite of its serious limitations the greatest contribution of ancient Indian system lies in the set of cultural values it fostered and spread values that remain valid even when the condition which created the institutions responsible for these values and through which they were made manifest, cannot remain the same in the changed situation of the day.
Our ancient philosophy speaks of the journey of life in terms of battlefield, where the protagonist tormented with the conflict of motives, the force of selfishness and the subtle whispering of ‘evil one’ is in a perennial dialogue with the supreme. As the dialogue proceeds the dramatic element recedes to the background. The echoes of the battlefield die away and what surfaces is the gradual unraveling of the bewildered human psyche. The chariot of war here becomes the lonely cell of meditation and the corner of the made manifest, cannot remain the same in the changed situation of the day.
Our ancient philosophy speaks of the journey of life in terms of battlefield, where the protagonist tormented with the conflict of motives, the force of selfishness and the subtle whispering of ‘evil one’ is in a perennial dialogue with the supreme. As the dialogue proceeds the dramatic element recedes to the background. The echoes of the battlefield die away and what surfaces is the gradual unraveling of the bewildered human psyche. The chariot of war here becomes the lonely cell of meditation and the corner of the battlefield where the voices of the world are stilled, a fit place for thoughts on the supreme, the sublime...... Can’t we locate the conspicuous figure of ‘school’ the temple of learning in this age old symbolism?