An hour and a half walking around the unknown lanes of Ratlam familiarises you with what this town has to offer, or so you would think. Most of us imagine this place to be the sidey railway station or the shady ‘Decent Hotel’ that we saw in Jab we met. Frankly! That’s what I had thought myself when I wrote ‘The Talk‘.
Ratlam – is a realisation of the precious possessions. Today when I open my laptop I can almost close my eyes and move the mouse and type out http://www.google.com. With a few clicks I change my travel plans and a few others I can stay in touch with everyone I want to and ignore the ones I wish! This tiny girls hostel and primary school where I have been spending a lot of time and trying to get students to use a computer program called ‘Mindspark‘ – a digital self Maths learning program. Sounds great and like any other computer based program. A student from the city tends to pick up what to do in less than 10 seconds. While my best friends here take around 2 days to get used to the mouse and the fact that they need to click for some action to take place. Everytime I type a few lines on my screen I think of my self as the privileged soul.
The kids here are so happy with 25 minutes of their computer program while we crib when we need to shut our laptops or phone in a flight or a hospital. It’s strange how they do not wish for more and while the girls here have been asking me to stay back, every morning the only thought that crosses my mind is, “I hope you get to study all you can.. I hope you get everything you want, I hope that one day you see where the world is progressing… I hope I can steal you away and show you how comfortably one can live these days… ”
And then again I think otherwise…
(Besides walking on the muddy roads, teaching the kids I have been taking some interesting shots at you might see. Life feels in control, I feel free and mornings seem to bring an unknown sense of confidence because what I am set to achieve is a smile on these beaming faces!)