The Chair

THE CHAIR
There are not many things in this by and large mundane a world that would incite childish interest and terrible fear, at the same time, in me and with the same deep intensity.
So far actually I have found one....
The reclining Chair at a Dental surgeon's chamber...

The chair at Dr Roy's chamber always looked very enticing, soft and comfortable...in fact, it always looked very interesting...
(It was kinda that chair on which the eldest of our joint families of yesteryear's would always rest in the evening with an air of patriarch..and well, mostly, with a hookah in hand...)...

Whenever I would visit Dr Roy's chamber and discuss my toothy problems, the Chair..covered by a light green leather would always stay on the back of my mind...and I would have a passing look at it..time and again...
Despite some lighting gadgets and tray-holds attached to it by the left side near the headrest, the chair looked largely innocuous.. and innocent...and well, in a sense inviting too..It would,in a sense, exude a charm and cast a 'spell' on me...

But that's all deceptive...

All discussions about my 'extra-sensitive teeth'...which would always give a shooting pain with the winter cool setting and chilled water touching....were over, I would invariably be asked by the doctor to sit on that chair which by this time, I would feel, somehow,had lost its magical charm....As you all will, perhaps, agree that inside a dental surgeon's room... you would not have much courage. ...I would also be left with no other option but to manage on my own to squeeze onto that chair and hit the back with an awkward thump...( you always would face difficulty to sit on that chair)... and, the agonised moments would begin from then... the good young doc with a serious face for no reason would use something that would push my body's upper part 'down' behind with that chair slowly yet decisively...legs sans support....... all the while I would be constantly asked to keep the mouth open ...with some lights shining inside the oral cavity.... Oh!! it was only then I would find I did actually 'stand' nowhere...all my confidence and courage would simply vanish, my mustache-end would drop meekly and automatically and I would be acting helplessly at the 'orders' of the doc ...like a hypnotized man...
The chair would neither feel comfortable more, nor Dr Roy would look like that beer drinking all-smile-cricket buff 'boy-turned doctor' any more....
The winter has set in, and I am now thinking of the chair... I have to visit the doctor this year too....and...The Chair comes to my mind...
It is perhaps the only Chair ..a Dental Surgeon's chair..... that takes away all the power and all the pride from anybody and everybody...and makes anybody and everybody a...... poor soul...a painfully poor soul....

Really an interesting piece from Manas Paul 

Reality Distortion

Modi supporters are in some Reality Distortion Field were they carry the flag of development around their eyes, and can't read just anything written against him, Pleas guys do your own unbiased research about him, don't just get obsessed with the false numbers or history(recent funda) projected by their social media campaign teams. and why to forget about 2002 when the person is same and can cause a similar massacre again. planned efforts for Ethnic cleansing can never be acceptable by any logical means.

This Tehelka article explains more 

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Rebellions

                Education is the most important journey of an individual and like any other journey it is filled with its own adventures and barriers. I learned a proverb in my childhood “Education of childhood is like carving of a stone”. Being such an important aspect of civilizations, there has been vast amount of research in systems and methods of teaching. Even after all those filtered and conditioned systems, they seem to fail for a specific kind of students.

                I am talking about rebellions. They hate the system. They hate all those people trying to turn them towards the right direction. It is not in their blood and even they don’t like it. But it is something which soothes their souls. They will complain about the system. “Rules are made to be broken” would be their tagline. Listening to some shit about how to exist is a waste of time for them. They will

act confident about their future but deep in there, would be a long chain of insecurity pulling them towards reality.

                The reasons behind creation of these energetic species are various.” Lack of admiration for their good and rewards of pleasure for their bad” encourages them to go one step further on this route. Being stubborn and arrogant gives them a lot of pleasure. It specially happens in a teenage when raw minds often fall prey to a lot of dilemma, fun hurts, and friends turn foe. Everything happens so fast and there is no time to introspect.

They create an another Imaginary universe for themselves, where they are heroes saving the whole world and this imaginary world gives them a lot of pleasure so they run away from painful mortal web of reality. Their needs are inestimable as is their energy. They want everything fast, here and now. This often leads to unethical elements of society misusing them for their own profit.

The biggest challenge is to identify such intentions of a teen and befriend him, Counsel him regarding his choices, Introduce him to diverse career options and most  important praise the good in him, Identify his inner talent even if it is trivial. Psychological support to a disturbed teen can save his entire life and he will be thankful to you for the rest of his life.