Pandora is it.

Jasmine reads my blog diligently. But not because she needs to read it but i suspect its just that she had it in her feedly link and it shows up there. She has hardly ever said anything about anything that I have ever written. She is a quiet spectator to the blog. So yesterday i was pleasantly surprised when she out of the blue remarked – you haven't written in a long time. Yup, I told her. My mind hasn't been clear.

You know having the best intentions aren't enough. I had the best intentions that as i join the new place i would write everyday. It would be a great experience trying to articulate and note down all my experiences as i see them for the first time in 11 years. A  new company, a new environment, a new culture. I would be excited and all fired up about cataloguing all my experiences. But i guess, nothing of the sort happened. First, this place sucks by giving a keyboard. I am so used to a key board that i find it pretty irritating to write on the laptop key board directly. Bah.

That is one hell of a bad excuse for a blog that is dedicated to my daughter. But then if my wife asks me for something, how can i not give her, so in fact of the matter that i hate typing long on the laptop, here i am writing this post. Of course there is enough of stuff to talk about...

Last month was a revelation as far as Jispa’s studies are concerned and we have decided to focus on studies every Saturday. This way there is no pressure to study just before the exams and it leaves me free to explain stuff in my own way. This time, I dont know what I was teaching but i ended up listening to the Great Hargesia Goat Bubble along with her. This a great radio play that explains how asset bubbles are formed and how markets react to them, create them and then how they eventually go bust. All using the story of goats. Its a 40 min play which i sat through with Jispa, explaining to her while pausing it where it got a bit technical. Jispa and I really enjoyed this one. Then we moved onto History and math and other stuff. History is even more fun. Indian history is simply understood by reading the official school book. Its enough history to understand a lot of what you read around you. Right now its about Babur and the advent of the Mughal kingdom in India. After Babur, Sher Shah packed Humayun off and ruled Delhi till as Jispa told me – he shot himself while cleaning a rifle. This last bit is possibly apocryphal. But the poor guy supposedly would have never let the Mughal rule take hold until he died early. He is the same guy who laid the foundations of an ably administered kingdom which the Mughals used.

So that is awesome fun. I am going to keep reading her textbooks and other related stuff and enjoy all about growing up with the pains of exams.

I think another thing i must make her do is simply google or read at least the main wikipedia  page of any character she encounters in her history book, or the main wiki page of anything she studies. It just might give her another angle to what she is studying.

Chemistry is another thing i am rediscovering. I was always reasonably good at it. So now, only a few videos later, i can explain largely most of the stuff to her. In fact the videos are so good that i don't even require to explain stuff to her. She and me just watch the videos together and then we are done.

This weekend I took sometime off to give an interview over a con call. I apologised as the call took an hour long. After that i apologised to Jispa saying ‘sorry, interview for a new job’. She was wondering that I just got a new job.

I told her that right now I am in high demand and that this is something I have to do at this point of time.

I told her that the single most important quality that i have that got me here is – now this set me thinking – I wanted to say something that completely summarises my life so far and leave something simple and interesting. I said – the single biggest quality that got me here was ‘constant curiosity’ . that came out nice, considering i thought about it for about 2 seconds. That is true. I have been curious about everything and that has led me to constantly try to learn and experiment and improve. “ah” she said “so you are like Pandora”.

Sigh – my entire life being brought down to Pandora. What else are daughters meant for?

Boss!

Now at this age with a 12 year old kid – you are definitely an “uncle’. You may not like it – but you are the uncle. But sometimes you can get elevated. And if the boys in your daughters class elevate you then you have done something that is a huge achievement.

A couple of weeks back Jispa was at a party. When we went to pick her up the kids were playing in the compound after the party. Jispa got into the car and then I decided to play a prank on the other kids. I told Jispa to watch the fun. I quietly moved my car next to the kids. There were a couple of girls from Jispa’s class whose back was to us. I suddenly revved up the engine and let out a sharp horn and braked. The boys simply looked up and the girls let out a scream and were completely scared. They almost dropped everything they had. In a few seconds the boys knew that this was a prank and were laughing their ass out. Then the boys – the naughtiest and the worst of them came up to my car. I rolled down the windows – we hi fived and then the boy screamed out – “ Uncle – BOSS”. That’s it. No body said – great prank, awesome prank, awesome idea, Great, cool or anything like that. For that fleeting moment – I was upgraded from Uncle to BOSS! On the other window another legendary naughty kidd, hifived and proclaimed me BOSS. What more can I wish for? I was no longer a simple Uncle, I was THE BOSS!

Another self gloating thing. Jasmine and Jispa have been at logger heads over studying. Hence over the last couple of weeks I took over. I learnt from last year that teaching her school is different from teaching at the schools I grew up with. we could simply study the notebook and come out of the exams with flying colors. I learnt that the text book is more important than the notebook. In fact they make it a point to ask questions outside of the notebook that tests your fundamental knowledge of the subject. So this time I have started with the text book and then moved onto the notebook. In English I did not even touch the notebook. More energies were focused on talking about the chapters. But the school likes to raise the bar. One chapter they have is on Prometheus and Pandora and her box. The story goes blah blah blah and Gods give Pandora a box to take to earth. She is advised by a well wisher not to open it. Curiosity gets better of her. She opens it to release suffering and other worries from the box and hence earth suffers from it. At the end – she hears a tiny voice from the box she tried to shut. There was hope inside. She then release hope as well as a balm to all suffering. The question she got in the exam was – why would Zeus put hope in the box when we wanted to send the box as a punishment for all mankind. Wow. Now that’s a nice question. Jispa rose to the occasion and answered – that zeus wanted mankind to suffer for eternity. So if there was only suffering and sadness, they would have fought and killed each other to the end, but hope gives them the courage to live on and then to suffer these for life – for always there will be hope. I was stunned. I would expected a humane answer like – finally he is a god and so he left hope so that his children bear the suffering. But Jispa’s take on it was that Zeus was unimaginably cruel or possibly a sadist. Hope kills you more than anything else in suffering. Hah! Amazing. I told her that it’s a great answer and if you have written it well enough – I don’t care if your teacher doesn’t like it. Nice one. She said – ya. I have always found these Greek Gods to be really cruel in all the stories.

I have read this story as a child and never saw this side of the equation. Why would you put hope ina  box meant to suffer. And a possible reason  as Jispa pointed out is not so altruistic. Possibly Jispa sees it because she does try to think differently, or is it possible because at home we are pretty agnostic towards God and religion. We don’t revere God at home. So she is not brainwashed into the undisputed benevolence of God. She questions his motives and sees him as such – She sees large swatches of black in his behavior. Very very Interesting. Very different from what I saw. I am impressed.

Another one on studying. Yesterday Jasmine called me at lunch. She asked me on Jispa’s science preparedness and if she could get by just reading through. I replied in affirmative. Jispa was done. After I put the phone down I was pretty happy. I was the BOSS. Normally it’s the dad asking mom if the kid is prepared for the exam. Not the other way around. That was the ultimate BOSS compliment!

So now I hope Jispa is really prepared for her exams. We have done it the right way. No mugging but understanding. Slowly and surely done the right way. I was then telling Jasmine – now whatever she gets I will be ok with the results because this is the right way to study – marks are of no consequence.

BOSS!

Bonus Really Bakwaas video:-