In Santiniketan the highest regard is reserved for nature
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Where the mind is without
fear and the head is held high.
IT
seems that Rabindranath Tagore had the vision of Santiniketan in his
mind when he composed these lines. For he created in Santiniketan and
Visva Bharati University a sanctuary of freedom and promised its
students freedom from fear and fanaticism, from the ugliness of heart
and mind. The poet believed that the ancient Indian culture developed
not in the city but in the serene surroundings of the forest where deep
thoughts rose spontaneously. He chose Santiniketan, his father’s
estate near Bolpur, to establish his ashram. Here, nature was at
its rich abundance and the red earth celebrated the innocence and vigour
of the Santhals. Primary classes that were started in 1901 and soon a
school was set up, it became a college and full-fledged university —the
Visva Bharati University.
When I joined Santiniketan
as a student of sculpture, it was 85 long years after its foundation. In
Santiniketan the highest regard is reserved for nature. Even those who
have never been to santiniketan know of its open classrooms under the
trees. This is no myth. More than hundred years ago, when preservation
of environment was not a well-known concept, Tagore realised the
importance of environmental education.
The ancient Vata-vriksha
cast its shade over us. Rows of tall palm trees stood guard over the
serenity of the area. We roamed about in the groves of amrakunja,
jaamboni and saalboni (saal tree forest). The old
trees provided the perfect set-up for looking within and beyond and for
discussions on philosophy and astronomy. The firey red palash filled
out hearts with the joy of being young and alive. In laal deeghi,
a vast lake, red lotus and red water lilies grew abundantly. Besides the
clear water of haathi-pukur — a small pond, the elephant
sculpture by Ram Kinker Baij stood in all its majesty among the mango
trees. Wild flowers swayed in gentle moist air waves, to the drone of
bees and silent fluttering of the dragonflies, splashes of fish playing
in the water only intensified the silent still summer afternoon.
It was here that boys and
girls learnt the sublime spirit of love and expressed their intimate
emotions for the first time, not through some crude actions but very
subtly perhaps by reciting a line or two from the numerous love poems of
the poet. The groves, the lakes, the muddy red earth, the blue sky —
colours of nature were bright and pure, fresh and unpolluted.
For us these were not just
landscapes but important destinations on the topography of Santiniketan.
We learnt to regard nature not as a silent backdrop but a dynamic and
living force, as a close and intimately.
The relationship between
teachers and pupils was unique. I have never witnessed elsewhere. We
were always under constant supervision of our teachers. But it was
entirely unobtrusive. We could go to our teachers whenever we felt like
and not only with our academic problems. They were there to solve all
our problems. We felt secure to open our bosoms and discuss whatever was
troubling us, which was quite often, considering the fragile state of
our youthful minds.
Visits to the teacher’s
house were so frequent that in most cases strong bonds developed with
the family members of the teacher as well. We become the extended family
of our teachers. They became our mentors, role models and guardians.
It could not have been
otherwise. Most teachers were towering personalities in their own right.
They were highly evolved individuals, confident of their merit, and
therefore could easily contribute towards creating a non-threat
environment. I learnt so many things from my teachers just by being with
them, watching them work, listening to their views on myriad topics,
observing them in different situations. I learnt much more than, I would
have through formal methods.
Tagore’s abhorrence of
learning by rote is well known. All students were allotted studios.
Teachers also had their own studios. Material was provided by the
university. We were free to work whenever we wished, at all hours. Our
teachers regularly visited our studios and provided guidance. We also
visited our teachers’ studios. Some of the great masterpieces by our
famed artist-teachers were created in front of our eyes. It was a great
learning experience.
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