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Participative Democracy

December 21, 2008

He was in his third year of college. And since the semester examinations were still one month away, he and his class mates had nothing much to do. Since they had nothing to do, they wanted to do something. But what? There was a brain storming session during the lunch time. And they decided on three things. Since, the interviews and campus placements were just a year away, they wanted training on group discussions, presentations on stage and other personality development related activities. They wanted to be trained at least two hours per week by a professional trainer. Second, they wanted to learn at least one foreign language. German, French and Japanese were short listed. They were ready to stay back after the college hours, and if required pay some extra fees for it too. Third, since all work (!) and no play makes Jack a dull boy, they wanted some empty land near the college to be leveled and made suitable to play cricket.

So, now they had decided on what they wanted to do. But how to get it done was still to be addressed.

Macha, let us all go to the HOD room together and ask him to take it up with the principal”

“Yes da, they collect so much fees from us, and they should at least do this much”

“But I am telling you, all this is a time waste da. The management is only interested in how much money they get and what percentage of results they are able to achieve. They will not even look into all this”

“Then, let us go to the Chairman directly and talk to him. If he doesn’t meet us, we will go on a strike”

“All you guys will talk now. But when the time comes for action, all of you people will come back to the class rooms if the management doesn’t allow you to take up the semester exams. I know about you guys”

And so, they were not able to come to a consensus on how to get what they wanted. The lunch time banter was forgotten pretty soon.

After a month, while going back from the college in the college bus, a neighboring department HOD was casually enquiring with him on what the students in his department felt about the college. Since he remembered the lunch room banter incident one month back, he told the HOD about the same. Including the three things that they wanted from the management.

“So, did you guys write all this in a piece of paper and put it in the suggestion box?”

“Which suggestion box?”

“Haven’t you seen the suggestion box outside the office?”

“I am not sure”

“How many times do you go to the office?”

“Once in a week….”

“Then you should have noticed it. It is right next to the entrance. Anyway, write it in a piece of paper and drop it there tomorrow”

He told about this to a couple of his classmates, but they advised him not to waste his paper and ink. Still, he dropped it next day without even writing his name and department.

To his surprise, the first two suggestions were implemented the very next semester.

This is a true story. And if you think the title doesn’t match with the content, think again.


Destination Infinity

3 Comments leave one →
  1. December 22, 2008 6:24 am

    Perfect DI….U spoke my mind and with a illustriative expression!
    Ya…though Democracy in itself means this, may be we should highlight it and give a new name like the title! I thought of being responsible citizens as the new word to speak out my idea!

    We cant blame something doesnt change without even trying once to bring out the change!

    well said and rightly said!

  2. December 23, 2008 3:12 pm

    optimistic 🙂

  3. December 24, 2008 10:36 pm


    //We cant blame something doesn’t change without even trying once to bring out the change//

    Well said. That was the message I wanted to convey. But not just trying once. Second, Communicating things the right way and even just lending a listening ear to the woes faced by the administrative staff goes quite far in creating changes and getting things done!

    @Vishesh: It is strangely optimistic! to us because, we have never submitted a petition, we have never even written to the editor of a local news paper or a community welfare association.

    My house owner sends sweets and dishes to the electricity department personnel of our area during important festivals. There was a recent break down of power due to some bus bar failure. So, me and my house owner called them, registered a complaint and immediately went there to get someone to attend(on a sunday). When we went there, we were informed that the technicians were already at the house, inspecting the problem. Even a positive, non verbal communication, is always returned back.

    Destination Infinity

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