Education, and why I always bunked classes!

Through the days of my education, I have built this strong disbelief in the way its procedures work. It isn’t a mere rebellion against the Education-system. In fact, I have never particularly like classroom instruction. I am known for my lack of attendance at college for the last couple of years. But, it was just this dislike for being forced to sit at a place in need of learning something that freaked me since my very childhood. Agreed that my excuses were far diverse and varied from those of today; dance rehearsals, music practice, inter-school essay writing competitions in high school and self-study in the intermediate level were what made for my everyday escapology.

Through time, I realized it was my hatred towards the idea in general and not the subjects that essentially kept me off from any kind of acceptance for attending classes. I came to totally distrust the scheme of education through schools- the teaching- learning business. Today I strongly opine that Education is an aggressively manipulative conspiracy, that keeps people from being what they actually are supposed to be.

I came to believe that everyman is born with an extra ordinary taste and skill in at least one field. And that … is what he ought to pursue, immaterial of how much he earns out of it or how useful it is to the society. That one thing… that he doesn’t require to learn at school or college… the one thing that he does best, would become his identity.

It is the fact that every person wastes about a fifth of his life trying to understand what he likes that often freaks me. I am sure everyone takes time to realize what he loves doing. But attending school is such a compulsion that it gradually kills the person and redefines him into taking up the most money-making subjects. That redefinition is practically dangerous, and ironically dangerously practical! Dangerous not to the system definitely, but to those involved in making the system successful.

It again makes no sense that a person who doesn’t have a skill in his blood will survive the it. Although, I ve heard arguments that hard work can surpass any kind of intelligence and get success to its man, I could never think or work past my intelligence no matter how hard I tried! And I am sure, a field in which I hadn’t the intelligence to win, would ruin the rest of my life if taken up!

A person who chooses to be a driver, certainly needs to ‘learn’ driving. His proficiency in driving outstrips his skill at anything else. That should be the only reason why he becomes a driver. Not simply because he beats the rest of his fellows at the driving test. For me, manipulation came naturally. I, as a kid could easily twist facts to suit my comfort. I could handle complications like they were an everyday job. So, I see myself as a good manager. Not the good manager with an Mba from an IIM. I might not end up half as ‘successful’- moneywise/ popularity-wise, but a manager is what I am destined to be. I d better be it, or do nothing and leave the rest of the world in peace.