Rema T. Das - Mythical Inclusive Education

Rema T. Das - Mythical Inclusive Education

 

 

Rema T. Das is a research scholar and teaches English in Ranchi, Jharkhand, a tribal land in the subcontinent of India. She is connected to circles which supports the downtrodden and often teaches poor children. Her poems are on social concerns, position and rights for the female, ecocritical and based on surreal aspects of life depicting Indian culture and traditions. The tribal concerns are deep since she was born and brought up in Jharkhand seeing the atrocities and poverty to which they are often subjected to. She currently works at St. Xavier’s College, Ranchi in the Intermediate section and tries to teach English to students who come from the outskirts and rural areas of Jharkhand. As a researcher, she has worked on inclusive education and is currently taken up Trauma Theory and Partition trauma for her doctoral research.

 

 

Mythical Inclusive Education

Educators in lockdown

Theoretical lectures on VDT.

Deep learning paradigm.

 

Decolonisation, Gender, Identity

Subaltern dialogues and notions of equity

Topics discussed online.

World is in shambles, difficult time.

Array of ideas, objective lines.

Who cares of pragmatism?

Poverty, hunger and crime?

That’s too cliché

Now Technology chimes.

 

Transition from seminars to webinars.

Collection of certifies,

Diplomas and degrees all virtually designed.

The rat marathon continues,

Children cramming, Debates slamming.

Blame game still induced.

Information banks filled with hope.

Empty hearts discourse.

Dialogues, ramblings reminiscences lost.

Social distancing, emotional chaos.

 

Education now has failed

No one can relate, this new idea of normal

World on a rally race.

Can we cope up now?

With the changing times?

Emotionally barren, rich on drugs.

Children on anxiety pills

Old men digging their graves.

Men affected on ventilator’s gasp

Poor impoverished cries.

Intellect blabber still endures

Equity, Education, Inclusion for All…

Till a teacher receives a call---

Darkness in thatched roof ma’am

My father tills and plods.

I am poor ma’am

These classes I cannot afford.

No electricity in village Ma’am

Of network failure, the agrarian grumbles.

Marginalised tribal again left, far, far behind.

This cry of education for all?

Fragmented existence, Stark reality-

Our education system crawls.

Subjugation, discrimination all aligned.