Everybody, except a few, in Darsana is not teaching today. Orissa is burning and Christians are fleeing. All Christian institutions across India remain closed today, so are we. I had committed to a few students; I would come; so they were there.
Good that the protest is peaceful. It is an easy chance for people to make use of it, and whip up passions, blaming it on wounded feelings. Today, people are easily hurt and wounded, in the name of religion and never about any other brutality or killing. Wounded hearts can wound and kill.
Let the storm slowly subside; let the state take action without any prejudice and punish the guilty. Except for the media, all, for good, have downplayed the happenings in Orissa, quite sensibly. Am I not sensitive...may be, but for good.
Today, I had more students, more than what I expected. May be, I am doing okay. In the class, sometimes, I think I am dramatic, sometimes very harsh, sometimes witty and humorous. I think, I do make an effort. Am I overestimating myself? I really enjoy when people appreciate my worth, but surely not when overdoing it. Am I blowing my trumpet today? Again, may be...but I do enjoy it.