September 16, 2012
In an era where humanity seems to have sold its conscience to the lust of money, the ancient adage holds true; the love of money is the root of all evil. Yet, at the brink of global economy, where the world at large seems a hop away from reaching the economic zenith with due credit to technological advancement, we ironically find money as a barrier to the overall development of an average citizen.
This maybe exemplified in the life of Maria. A precocious child at the volatile age of eighteen, born and nurtured in the middle class family has succumbed and gradually overcome the ubiquitous peer-pressure of the adolescent world. This girl dreamed of achieving great heights through her hard work. A girl who was able to manifest the most vivid thoughts onto a parchment, applied to a prestigious institution within the state earlier this year. Lamentably, she was forced to turn down the invitation that the college had to offer with reluctant humility.
The reason? Along with the fabulously ornamented application form that was dropped into the mail box also came a booklet that explicitly explained the paramount importance of handing over a ‘capitation fee’. An understanding an overly mature girl, aware of the financial difficulty at home, she took a decision that shattered all childhood dreams and split ambitions towards which she arduously worked for the past ten years of her life.
We as a society have reached a state where we have the audacity to hold our peace in the midst of the cruel and unjust system. An education system that encourages the admission of merit students and non merit candidates on the basis of their bank balance? An education system that shuns the formation of a budding Einstein or Newton? How long are we going to appease our children with unprecedented hope? The only option the younger generations are left with is to settle for the mediocre, and in doing so we are directly responsible for its consequences.
Statistics prove that close to 15% of youth mortality is in suicide instigated by similar circumstances. Thus, we reach a stage where money had led to the end of a career, end of a source of family income, end of self-esteem and ambition and even end to the lives of our sons and daughters, dooming them to a fate they least deserved. For as the good old bard of Avon Shakespeare utters, “What a piece of work is a man! Men’s evil manners live in brass; their virtues we write in water. Bell, book and candle shall not drive me back, when gold and silver becks me to come on”.
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