
Penetrating through ravines and looming threat of Maoists when I entered into Daringbadi, a hill station in Kandhmal District of Odisha I was mesmerized with its scenic beauty. The snaky way atop had given enough excitement already; till the snippets from my colleague with regard to the recent Italian abduction from the belt made it, more convincing to take the journey altogether. For many this highly sensitive area is often a taboo to be discussed but at a personal level I believe why not love a place for its beauty, essence than delve in its sinuous representation. How many of us get to do the work that we enjoy, I am one of the lucky few who gets that chance. Working as a Communication Support in the developmental domain I travel to faraway places in unseen lands. More than anything it’s the people that I meet, the love they share and the experiences I experience with nuanced satisfying moments that makes this whole job more challenging and worth retaining.
I recently visited a model run school in socio-economically deprived zone, of Odisha. And while conversing with my local partner representative ,there was a realization that it was more of a life-changing understanding of my home state rather than just a field trip. Like many other of my contemporaries’ life came in platter to me. My parents stringently chalked my life, but I couldn’t sustain within the pigeon-holed dimension called Life. I seeked a life where I could be an inspiration, a life that gave me a good night’s sleep with a degree of gratification that I did the change that I dreamt of! And when opportunities allowed me to work in this sector and it was then that I took a plunge into my life.
When I held little Karisma in my lap at the demonstrative school all the pain while struggling to strive melted with her unstoppable giggles. I lost myself in to a world that was so different, so encompassing, and so real.I saw twenty odd children in a single room from mixed age-groups fearlessly dancing on a community song in their local dialect of Kui (A tribal Language) with their facilitator in Petrabadi a hamlet submerged in deep tribal pocket of Daringbadi. Inaccessible for you and me without basic amenities, the children sustain here and are part of a pilot project on injection of mother-tongue based education in the age group of 0-6 years of age. For many of you wondering why a child so young needs to study, then it’s a program which amalgamates care and school readiness desirably because a child is regarded as “tabula rasa” paint what you want and the canvas shows you the beauty of your dreams.
Amazingly Karisma a girl who could have spent her entire life working in the fields or as a cowherd jumps in glee with her peers while singing a rhyme in English. (Not surprising enough right ).You would be spell-bound when you speculate the life that she lives away from the modernity that we are so accustomed , she doesn’t even know that there is any concept of electricity.She doesn’t even know there are gadgets to get work done ,but the centre has facilitated her to understand her immediate environment,love her culture, have the scope to see opportunities scattered in the world for her.
She is ready for primary school this year, a right that she is born with, but in order to enjoy her right she needs to understand the right ,know that she has such a right in the first place and only then can the spirit of that right will be felt. This experiment prepares her for that transition.
What are you and I in a world where young children are so deprived of life?
Young children like Karisma are present around you just give them a thought!
