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Recently, I attended a conference on the United Nations Sustainable Development Goals for 2030. It set some mental cog wheels in motion and disturbed the calculated veil of inflicted reality we choose not to see beyond.

We are distancing ourselves from the other side rapidly. We are a little too comfortable in our limited realities and do not really get bothered by what the lower income groups are going through unless it is our housemaid who takes leave from work owing to a death in the family. However, on the flip side, the suicide of her farmer relative remains a mere fact in the cesspool of a multitude of similar instances.
We will lose the little development dividend that several built after so much hard work if the things that do not directly affect us do not start to be a cause of concern.
If in today’s global scenario it is difficult to hear the voice of the developing world, in the developing scenario it is getting difficult to hear the voice of it’s population below poverty line. It is a fact we are too comfortable without realising the vast implications, especially in a country where one percent of the population has in it’s fold thousands.
The solution is not just those who can read and write. It is those who can learn, unlearn and relearn. So by all means, let’s make our rural literate. But let us educate our urban.

Education is powerful beyond measure. After grappling with the implications, it is now that I have fully comprehended that the question of sustainability across all walks is no longer whether or not, it is how.
It is liberating when you allow yourself to go through an inner paradigm shift. If the world doesn’t stay stagnant, how can your auxiliary values?

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