“And thus the lazy grasshopper learnt its lesson from the ant”. Getting your nostalgia kindled?
Do you still remember those Amarchitrakhatas and Panchantra story books? My childhood was filled with these stories either being heard from elders or read them fondly. These days we neither have elders at home who willfully say such stories nor these so called “books”. It’s always been the R. D. Sharma and JEE mains books right from sixth standard. Our society has evolved to such an extent that we teach an eight year old about sex education and not any of these meaningful tales.
Thinking about it, those weren’t just fairytales or bed time stories. They taught us life lessons. They molded us. Our perception, our opinion on the society. Present 2014 has no more of amarcithrakahtas ever being popularly talked about. Citing my own childhood days, I was blessed with wonderful souls who told me bed time stories until I was sixth grade. Trust me I never got bored of it. Story telling is an art and finishing with a social quality that should be instilled within nourishing young adults and is way beyond perfection. Such stories made me think. Grasshopper should have been a little more proactive if it had enough sense to know that winter is coming and storage of food was indispensable. King Harish Chandra lost everything but never lied in his lifetime so on and so forth. I would still be all ears if my grandmother could tell me bedtime stories. These stories always had interactions, human touch to it.
I couldn’t stop emphasizing the hard luck the growing toddlers face in this era. I had my eleven year old nephew coming up to me and talking about the jelly-bean software up-gradation in android phones. His parents were very proud in the right way their boy is growing up. I couldn’t stop feeling pity for them or for that innocent little human growing into a technology slave at such a young age. I was very curious to know how fortunate his childhood days are, and immediately asked him “what were his favorite panchantantra stories”? He gave me an awkward smile and it pains me so much to say I got silence for an answer. I wasn’t able to comprehend and digest the incident. I was flabbergasted. I got furious that innocent child had already adapted itself into the way how the society wishes it to be seen. Thanks again to modern technology and the proud parents who exactly knew what was unerringly needed for their child’s development.
The society, the parents, the teachers everybody wants the infant to grow, grow faster, mature, well-established, so developed that they don’t get a fair chance of growing, enjoying their childhood and learning what is necessary. Everybody wants a juvenile adult.
If you think teaching your child about physical abusing and harassing is essential then why not about Panchatantras and Amarchithrakhatas? Why not inspire the young bud with ancient rich civilization and culture rather than dumping it with harsh realities of life. It doesn’t mean that the child should be refrained from the harsh realities. It is just that we millennial from 80’s and 90’s generation feel we grew better and smarter than this smart phone era.