We don’t need no sex-education...

Does sex education make humans unique? I think it does. And, I am quite positive that no other species other than humans need it. At least, nobody till now has come up with such a study yet. This in itself contradicts the theory that humans have the most developed brains. Come on, if it’s the most developed of all brains why on earth would it need education? Surely, there are many skill-sets that we need to acquire for which education is required. But for god sake sex is the most primitive knowledge that every species including humans are born with it.

There’s a debate worldwide whether sex education should be in the regular curriculum of all schools and colleges. I’m sure, most of the modern- thinking, forward-looking educated liberals are for it. Strangely, I find this silly. No, this isn’t some kind of gimmick to catch eyeballs or just to make myself sound funny. Mind you, there’s a thin line between being funny and being silly. Oftentimes, being funny ends up in being silly. But reverse is not true. Anyhow, since now I have explained this I can tread on both lines without any guilt. So, that’s that.
On a serious note, let me explain you why I have said what I have said. People say: sex is both an art and a science. I agree with that, and am sure you will too. But here’s the catch which I would like to explain one by one.

Sex as an art:

If sex is an art then it requires extensive practise just like any other art subjects require. Say for instance, if you’re a writer you require writing extensively. If you’re painter, you need to paint so on and so forth. Quite frankly, no school or colleges where sex education is imparted advocate practice of sex in order to master it. On the contrary, they advocate abstinence to the students. So, why the heck are they teaching something which they themselves don’t want their students to practice? Give me a brake...err...Break!

Now, the science part:

If sex is a science it requires practical, just like other science subjects like physics, chemistry, or biology. Similar to other science subjects this too requires a laboratory where student can cum err...come and perform their practical. All the theories they learn from the text books can actually be applied there. Say for instance, condom,—by the way I feel condoms are the single most important invention for humankind in the last 2000 years— students must know how to use it, when to use it, where to use it, etc. Strangely, no laboratory has ever been designed or even thought about. Leave alone India, not even in America—Oh, by the way I love America, God Bless America!

I’m sure some detractors will say it’s for the betterment of the masses, for the people who are in villages, poor, uneducated and thereabouts. For them, I would say: Get real man. Who’re we kidding? Youngsters in urban or even semi-urban areas know all about these stuff—what you teach in sex education— even before they reach their puberty. In rural, remote areas they don’t get education anyhow, forget about sex education. So better take a chill-pill.

Nah, we don’t need such half baked education. Humans just like other species have survived without it, and can continue surviving without it. AIDS or NO AIDS.

This Pink Floyd song ringing in the background seems perfect for the occasion:

We don’t need no education...
We don’t need no thought control...
Hey! Teacher! leave the kids alone...
All in all you’re just another brick in the wall.

Let me know what you think?

What’s in the story?

I find writer’s job not only to be lonely, but also to be of a loser. Let’s face it storyteller’s romantic art serves no real purpose in life. They don’t save our lives like doctors do or build bridges like engineers. Yet, nothing gives me a greater pleasure than a well told story.  It’s only because of these great writers and their stories that I’m still alive. Those carefully laid words to form a beautiful story motivate me to carry on, and just give me a hope, a hope against hope that there’s a better tomorrow, not just for me but for everybody. Take stories out of my life, and what I am left with is empty and meaningless dates and events.

I have said this before, and I say this again: I’m a madman. People often ask me why you are what you are, and I always plea my temporary insanity to perpetuity to them. But that’s another story. Surely, what you have noticed is how often I fumble and lose track of what I intend to say, and which certainly isn’t the right way to tell stories. A lousy storyteller would go round and round in circles, often go off at a tangent, miss the important facts or take forever to say some facts. Either such stories abruptly, or take forever to end. A bad story will always stifle a yawn, and smells boring from miles away.

It’s not always easy to locate lessons from a story. However, a good story always gives you a reason to ponder, to think over it. And to create a good story, tone is of prime importance. Get the tone right, and you get the story right. Turn this around, and the whole story becomes false even if it’s factually correct. A true story is not a chronology, that’s work of History.  

When we’re child we all used to listen to the stories from our grandparents and parents. Remember, how our grandparents would cite great stories of their times and imply its relevance upon us. Every inch of knowledge we gain from them was nothing but some boring redundant facts carved into a story. As we grow up we found those stories to be naive. But the fact remains that we need stories as much as we need it in our childhood.

We live on hopes, on tomorrows. The reason why it’s said that the world is for young people is perhaps because young people have more tomorrows stacked up than old people. As we grow old, piles of yesterdays outnumber our tomorrows. And, suddenly somehow we are entitled to tell embarrassing stories of our yesterdays. In that sense, our whole experience is actually nothing but our capacity to tell stories.Good, bad or ugly, again, is another story.

The old cliché goes: life’s is stranger than fiction. My word it is. There’s no greater fiction than life itself. May be why the stories that interest me are the stories of life, dreams, loneliness, love, fear, and thereabouts. And these stories that I believe in are more real to me than my life itself. And, that’s what in the story.

So,

What’s your story?