Showing posts with label administrators. Show all posts
Showing posts with label administrators. Show all posts

20 Mar 2009

This Week's Lessons

The Politics of Hatred

Recent news suggest more than one instance of people being made pawns in the game of politics where only the politician has something to gain and no one else. The pawns who take all this so seriously in the name of loyalty and sycophancy get affected in the process, often much more than they could have ever imagined. Much in the same way, at office or work, we see this happen in small proportions.

The politics of hate has much to do with the way we think- exclusive instead of inclusive. We spend far too much time in our island-selves and often forget that there are genuine people outside these islands - people who probably deserve much more applause than you do. Often, we become so self-centred in our existences that we forget the compulsions that others have.

Another thing that comes to the mind from this week's observation is the fact that often people discuss people more than they discuss ideas. This is such a pity because it is ideas that differentiate the buck from the muck. Let us try to discuss ideas more often and people less often.

Third, is the old communist idea that comes to mind. The all-knowing, all-pervasive, omnipotent state thinks it should take from each the most they can give and give to each the least they need to survive. Does this rule apply for all states? Is this the ideal for administrators all over? I wonder!

I hope to be able to write more often. It is truly cathartic!




2 Mar 2004

ADMINISTRATORS

They smile when you perform,
With well-worn smiles,
They pat your backs with rehearsed sincerity.
They seem to be thankful.

But when it’s time to be fair,
They hide behind thick-screened silences,
They conveniently forget,
They fear being tagged ‘partial’.

In the planet of cutthroat wolves,
The lambs are taught not to slog.
Those with clout are rewarded,
Deceit and cunning, their qualifiers.

If you play fair, you are down and out,
Rewards are selective punishments
Incentives, instruments of oppression,
Only false pretences win you the day.

C.DEEPESH


STAFF ROOM

Every morning we meet
With smiles and beaming faces
And then begin to gossip,
Entwining ourselves in the rich gossamer
Of irrelevant chatter.
We make loud noises,
Shuffle feet and beat on tables.
We roar, we bleat, we laugh,
We hurl rough words about each other.
Our hearts bleed, we suffer.
We leave with a heaving sigh of relief.
And return yet again with beaming smiles.

C.DEEPESH