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THE REAL CASTE SYSTEM: THE CONCLUSION

Welcome to the conclusion of THE INDIAN EDUCATION SYSTEM.


In a constantly changing world with new tech advancements every day, our education system, is much like our caste system hasn’t changed a bit. Just like the caste system, the education system has 4 primary castes: 1. doctors, 2. Engineers, 3. Government officials & 4. Businessmen. If one wants to become any thing else….*** never mind . But it’s not easy to get admission into these castes, you have to run a RACE. And this race begins even we’re born, as soon as we enter this world our parents choose the caste we’re supposed to get into the future. After a lot of struggle and running around, they bribe their way into getting us into a good school. From KG to 4th standard, life goes smoothly. We dream of becoming cricketers and astronauts, question everything thanks tour curiosity, and can’t wait to grow up. But as soon you reach 5th standard: “son, it’s time to start studying for your 10th board exams, if you want to score well, life’s a party after that!”. New finish line. We start running behind marks, leaving our questions and curiosity behind. Cricket coaching and dance classes get replaced by COACHING CLASS & TUTION CENTRES. The moment we pass the exam: “OK, now go study for your 12th boards, if  you score well in this, your future is set!”. So we start running again. We ‘elect’ for the science group like everyone else, mug up chemistry formulae, disregard differentiaton and integration out of helplessness, find every guide and question bank in  the world to clear the exam when: “THIS IS THE BEST YOU COULD DO? The only thing that can save ur future is entrance exams”. New finish line. But no matter how hard or fast we run at this stage, we need a cheat-code called ‘capitation’. Most of us wouldn’t hae enough capitation to get admitted into the ‘doctor’ caste and therefore try to get into the next caste ‘engineering’ according to how much capitation we have, we get into nameless college that advertises itself no.1, struggle for 4 years through test, exams, vivas, practicals and arrers and when we’re finally done: “serves me right for getting you into an engineering college, who the hell is going to ginve you a job now?”. Every year, india generates 1.5 engineering graduates, but only 7%  of them are employable. And when we running without any job: “why don’t u do an MBA?”. The running continues…but many years later, when we decide to look around, we realize there’s no one around. “am I lost? Where do I go after this? What am I running towards, and why?”. But before we find answer to these questions, we run out of energy, and so does our story. More than of 50% india’s population is young. 18% of this population is between 18-24 years of age. Some of them are well suited for this race and are fit to run. But what about the rest, the majority? It’s not that they ccan’t run, but what if they’re running the wrong race?   colleges or our government? And even if we find the culprit, how can we change the situation? I’m not sure if there’s a solution, but there’s prespective. Let’s come back to kural’s story I’VE COME SO FAR. I can run, or die. Or I can die while trying to run. Standing before the monster, as kural’s heart was bursting with fear, a single thought was running through his mind: “just DO or DIE”. And that’ it….in a flash of a second, the monster he feared all his life, had vanished. Just getting to this place was more difficult and scary than this monster itself..what was the big deal about this? Basically, some of us can follow the system and run the race like everyone else. And some of us, like kuraloiyan, disregard the system and create their own path. But the real question is WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO? 

How can you expect a fish that’s swimming in a lake to get out and do long jump?. According to the national crime records bureau, in 2k16, 2413 students had committed suicide due to failing in an examination. That’s 7 students every day giving up their lives because the failed in an exam. Outdated syllabus, stanaradised testing, poor infrastructure, corruption, underpaid and untrained teacher, lack of skill development and career guidance...the list keeps going….if we fall sick, there are hundreds of medicines available for each kind of illness. But when it comes to education? A single pill for 135 crore people. But who’s to blame for this? Our parents who want to ensure a stable future? Our helpless friends? Our teachers, schools,

THAT's all for the day we'll see an interesting topic on a new day and i conclude my thanks for the veiwers who read this. This is DHINESHRAMAMOORTHY signing off...

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