Learning within
By Mahmudul Hasan Hemal
Every subsequent phase of human life is adorned with a series of learning to internalize, mostly for which a human life is a life of improvising what is unknown; in more simple way, we most appropriately learn the life itself instead of just leading it. Human-crave for learning life lead them to undertake journey towards unknown, towards the inner essence of life, to the most abstract to concrete.
This aspect of learning life has made widely diversified fields of education. In line with the study, mens inner understanding sparks through his philosophy, science and literature. This has successfully facilitates a man to claim himself the greatest among many other animals. Unless a man craves for the way that tempts him to be human, he utterly is not anything less than an animal. In an era of almost kill or be killed, what learning can save our coming generation from the brink of utter devastation and deviltry that has already been started?
It must be reviewed within ourselves how much preparation we have to give the coming infants a safe and habitable earth. Driven by all these lust, greed and vices inside us we are charmed by blood and killings with our hands roving on daggers and firearms, while love and humanity sleeps on the dirty floor adorned with long-dried rose. This is what we have done to us; this is what defines the tragedy of whole wheeling history of human race.
Science is being used to rip lives of millions in a blink of eye; the same science that are blessed with the angelic power of healing people, fighting the diseases and death. The art manifests itself in the war, with the art of killing people. But, I am sorry reader; this is not the art I dreamed, because this is not the art that upholds humanity. I never, in the name of the Almighty, appreciate the philosophy that takes a form of assassin to redden its hands with the blood of human, defying the moral resistance inside.
True philosophy and science is to learn the call of conscience. If you give yourself a bit time, if you spend some time with you within you, if you listen to yourself, you will certainly feel the power and sublimity of your self. The distinguished human quality including honesty, kindness, humanity, magnanimity, civility-all hails from the enlightenment of ones self. If a man can lit the candle within him, it is no way difficult for him to provide fire to the other awaiting hearts.
The true education which comes through an extensive synthesis of your formal and personal knowledge, I think, will not only teach you to erect your head but also pave you the way to bow down your head in reverence. It should quintessentially be kept in an enlightened mind that erecting ones head is not the final aim of education. A fully educated man should have a clear-cut understanding about himself, about the fluctuating conduction of values.
However, the aim of education derails when we create a beast inside us and unleash it to kill the innocence. Education that is not hard-wired with the basic practice of humanity is certainly feels like driving a car which has its accelerator but not the break. A man properly learned should know the value of standing beside a flower, to take the fragrance and beauty in sense, and not to pluck it being a killer himself. True love and sense is to appreciate, not to poses.
If human life is considered a book, we are, then, to read it; we read it between the lines, with meaning indicated impliedly in it. And a true learning helps understanding that life-named-book thoroughly. In fact, human faculty of doing things is commendably great. What he needs is the perfect harmony between what he is given in the name of education and what he has developed in his own soul.
Dear readers, if we keep keeping in the book what is in it, if we cannot bring those things for the greater development of humanity, then what on earth this education is? What difference does it make?
If our neighbors keep dying unnecessarily for want of a help they deserve from us, if we forget brotherhood and suck the life-blood of men who are really like us, if we drop mass explosive to kill people like ants, if a school-going daughter slaughters her parents, if ugliness wins over beauty, then it is high time we redefined the task of education with more psychological insight, with more deep touch of our heart.
No form of education teaches us to pull the trigger and let a bullet pass through the heart of a full-blooming rose.
The writer is a post-graduate (English) student of Chittagong University.
