In the College where I teach, teachers
have to do a biometric identification when they come in and again do it
while leaving. A teacher has to stay for five hours in College and the
only witness of this five-hour stay is the biometric machine. The
records are then submitted to the University at the end of each month.
For the past three days or so, the biometric machine is not
working. Yay! It seems that the machine is protesting and has violent
mood swings and as a result it is celebration time for most of us. It is
not everyday that we break the five-hour mandatory stay but the lack of
the biometric identification seems to give a strange feeling of
freedom.
I can imagine students getting happy and jumpy when they are
freed from the shackles of attendance and all that jazz but teachers!
Well, sometimes when there are rules which one is forced to bow down to,
even if the tyrant is the biometric machine, it is a forced sort of
discipline.
The childlike aspects of teachers come to the fore when there
is a break in the regular routine - I don't see them hurrying to record
their identification and fulfill the five hour jail stay! Of course, we
don't rush earlier than before but still the chains of mandatory five
hours stay is temporarily suspended.
I wonder about the different shackles of forced discipline
that exists in my life and unless they are suspended, we will never know
their bearing in our lives.
Inspite of everything, life goes on
What are your shackles (read discipline enforcement) dear reader?
