The poet, a city bred child, is deliberately holding his parents responsible for ruining his childhood and not allowing him to grow according to the nature’s law. He wants to live a carefree life, unbound, unchained like the kids of the countryside. In the above verses the Poet beseeches to live the moments that his parents had once lived. We were free birds, would play our heart out till it was dusk.
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Even then that didn’t hinder our mental or professional growth. I sometimes wonder, “Did I study for even half-an-hour when I was in standard One?” or “Was there pressure of homework during our childhood?” The answer is well known to all of us. They have to pass most of their playtimes in learning things or memorising names, numbers, dates, etc. But now a days, kids are pressurized to gulp down whole lot of information before they could even pronounce their own names properly. Till our generation it was diligently followed. According to the ritual after the age of five years only a child is allowed to start reading and writing. In India, in most of the regions, there is a ritual to be followed before the initiation of education in a person. “The homework had to be submitted in the child’s own handwriting only before the deadline!” She told me wiping her tears.īeing a teacher I’m well aware of the pressure our education system has on the students. After numerous attempts even they couldn’t make her go near her study table. “How could she even utter such words?” They were stunned. My next door neighbor’s four year old daughter declared in a stern voice that, she would never do her studies as she hated it by heart. My Review of Smruti Ranjan Mohanty’s poem, A LOOK AT LIFE.Ī prisoner of your unrealized dreams and aspirationsĪs I was going through the poem, my thoughts drifted somewhere else recalling one incident that took place just a day back.
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