I view development in the form of revolutions. I don't have to take all of them individually to study their effects, i just need to see the bigger ones which are and have changed the world. I see them in the order Renaissance, Industrial revolution and then what i call Commercial revolution or you may also call it monetary revolution for clarity.
Renaissance was a creative revolution, it brought art, music, love, sensuality in the world. It showed us how beautiful things are. It gave artist oppourtunity to establish the value of his work.
But soon this was analysed by a few smart people who found a flavour in machines and within 100 years of end of renaissance, they turned these artists into proletaraits. Making them miserable and dependent on factories.
First of all i don't understand how a cultural movement could ever to come to an end?
Aren't we evolving anymore? Don't human societies and cultures change with time constantly influencing and learning from each other? If yes, how could you say that the period ended?
The problem with the society is that they are easy led. An individual mind is harder to bend but to bend the thought of masses, it just needs political statements on news. And we start believing them as truth without giving back a thought.
The industrial revolution made life of independent self-employed skilled people miserable. Then came the concept of jobs. Over a period of time these jobs were divided into fields and professions and universities and colleges were extensively set up to pursue these fields of sciences and engineering for producing better workers. And they did a good job at it. Industries grew to unprecedented extent with the help of technology.
New jobs were born, consumption was increased and then came the Commercial Revolution. People got focused on money. All the ever wanted to do was to earn more money. Some by working in the industries, some by investing in new areas and it all required consumption to be increased continually else everything will start falling apart.
Intelligent people were sent to market but with a different mindset this time. There was a time, you should ask from your father or grandfather, that they went to university to study. They had a passion for it. They would cross flooded streets and bad terrains to get the knowledge. Thats precisely what knowledge was meant to be for. But now the mindset has changed. You go to a good university, you earn more.
And the whole focus changed. Soon we would find more people who would not connect their knowledge with their work. More dissatisfied people hating their jobs. Almost everyone says they hate their jobs even if it pays them well. What does it all mean?
We are misled. These corporates earn profits by rendering us into confusion whole of our lives are spent thinking whether we could have done it differently? Would it have been a better thing?
These corporates made life easy by reducing risks for us but making us dependent.
Freedom of thought, if you know, come only with a cost and its the cost of risk.
What i am trying to say? What is my point?
Its straight forward. I can't see money as my motive for life. If want to be a writer, i will be a writer. Remember great people always say, pay attention to you work and do only that which you love to. And they are right. But don't we listen and ignore it after a few days.
How could so many people in the world are engineers and doctors and in finances?
Are there fields the only sustaining fields on earth? Where did the arts and philosophy go?
Where is the class and discipline of original thought?
Don't you think we need a new form of renaissance, a revolution bound around creativity and technology rather than profits. Don't you think this world has taken a wrong turn somewhere in the middle? Don't you think we have become so socially isolated that someday we might forget how actual human interaction feels like? Don't you think that our education should contribute value to our understanding of the world.
I would ask all of you to back and start reading the books of middle school and you would be amazed how much useful things are taught there. Why isn't it continued throughout?
Is it because of jobs? Is it because of money? Is it everything?
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Sunday, February 27, 2011
Friday, December 12, 2008
Beyond The Seen
A gentle push, distinctive noises breaking the silence of air, one confident breath, thrust, flare and click! This is all it takes to capture the world in pulp. Simple it sounds, profound it is.
Literally speaking, a photograph is nothing but a representation of person, place, scene or thing in a convenient form-print, digital or slide-with the help of a device called camera. But beneath those dead frames of exaggerated reality lies a whole breathing world. Ever fresh and alive! What we know in our very familiar words as, memories. Our memories, their memories and the memories of the world itself! For most of the people photographs are a way to peek into their own past and watch them selves in times-happy, sad or fun. But more often than not photographs become impersonal objects depicting everything from a leaf falling off the tree to the smile of the beloved ones, who we don’t even know but can somehow connect very well through this medium. When we go on a trip, we keep capturing the roads, trees, skies, flowers, mountains, houses and people because somewhere on the back of our minds we know that this world and this time is not going to last in our lives for long and we all are subconsciously attached to it and want to keep a piece of it safe in our heart, in our memories-the face of the world, as it was, beautiful, pure and pacific.
For me photographs are like adventure trips where you can not only discover the object under focus but you can also enjoy the thrills of the vicinity. For me they are the stills showing the change in the world. For me they are like personal feelings in shared spaces. For me they are like little secrets kept in a stash. And sometimes, on rare occasions, they are a mystery with an aura of their own. It is something originated beyond the camera, photographer, films and lights. It is an idea consciously provoked, unconsciously originated or subconsciously present in the mind of the photographer. And it is the beauty of this very thought that keeps me lingering to them.
Photography has brought a revolution in the world and with time it has, silently, got so ingrained in every ones life that we seldom think and talk about it. But that photograph with a little emotion and thought behind it is certainly the most amazing thing you have had in your hands. It is like diving into the past and coming out alive in a moment, kept, so perfectly safe and intact to its very essence, for ever.
Literally speaking, a photograph is nothing but a representation of person, place, scene or thing in a convenient form-print, digital or slide-with the help of a device called camera. But beneath those dead frames of exaggerated reality lies a whole breathing world. Ever fresh and alive! What we know in our very familiar words as, memories. Our memories, their memories and the memories of the world itself! For most of the people photographs are a way to peek into their own past and watch them selves in times-happy, sad or fun. But more often than not photographs become impersonal objects depicting everything from a leaf falling off the tree to the smile of the beloved ones, who we don’t even know but can somehow connect very well through this medium. When we go on a trip, we keep capturing the roads, trees, skies, flowers, mountains, houses and people because somewhere on the back of our minds we know that this world and this time is not going to last in our lives for long and we all are subconsciously attached to it and want to keep a piece of it safe in our heart, in our memories-the face of the world, as it was, beautiful, pure and pacific.
For me photographs are like adventure trips where you can not only discover the object under focus but you can also enjoy the thrills of the vicinity. For me they are the stills showing the change in the world. For me they are like personal feelings in shared spaces. For me they are like little secrets kept in a stash. And sometimes, on rare occasions, they are a mystery with an aura of their own. It is something originated beyond the camera, photographer, films and lights. It is an idea consciously provoked, unconsciously originated or subconsciously present in the mind of the photographer. And it is the beauty of this very thought that keeps me lingering to them.
Photography has brought a revolution in the world and with time it has, silently, got so ingrained in every ones life that we seldom think and talk about it. But that photograph with a little emotion and thought behind it is certainly the most amazing thing you have had in your hands. It is like diving into the past and coming out alive in a moment, kept, so perfectly safe and intact to its very essence, for ever.
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