Showing posts with label Inspirational notes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Inspirational notes. Show all posts

Sunday, September 5, 2010

For one woman, success after trying 960 times

Seoul, South Korea: A person could know South Korea for a long time without knowing Wanju, an obscure county 112 miles south of Seoul. And, at least until recently, a person could know a lot about Wanju without ever hearing of Cha Sa-soon, a 69-year-old woman who lives alone in the mountain-ringed village of Sinchon.

Now, however, Ms Cha is an unlikely national celebrity.

This diminutive woman, now known nationwide as "Grandma Cha Sa-soon," has achieved a record that causes people here to first shake their heads with astonishment and then smile: She failed her driver's test hundreds of times but never gave up. Finally, she got her license -- on her 960th try.

For three years starting in April 2005, she took the test once a day five days a week. After that, her pace slowed, to about twice a week. But she never quit.

Hers is a fame based not only on sheer doggedness, a quality held in high esteem by Koreans, but also on the universal human sympathy for a monumental -- and in her case, cheerful -- loser.

"When she finally got her license, we all went out in cheers and hugged her, giving her flowers," said Park Su-Yeon, an instructor at Jeonbuk Driving School, which Ms Cha once attended. "It felt like a huge burden falling off our back. We didn't have the guts to tell her to quit because she kept showing up."

Of course, Ms Park and another driving teacher noted, perhaps Ms Cha should content herself with simply getting the license and not endangering others on the road by actually driving. But they were not too worried about the risk, they said, because it was the written test, not the driving skill and road tests, which she failed so many times.

When word began spreading last year of the woman who was still taking the test after failing it more than 700 times, reporters traced her to Sinchon, where the bus, the only means of public transportation, comes by once every two hours on a street so narrow it has to pull over to let other vehicles pass.

They followed her to the test site in the city of Jeonju, an hour away. There, they also videotaped her in the market, where she sells her home-grown vegetables at an open-air stall.

Once she finally got her license, in May, Hyundai-Kia Automotive Group, South Korea's leading carmaker, started an online campaign asking people to post messages of congratulations. Thousands poured in. In early August, Hyundai presented Ms Cha with a $16,800 car.

Ms Cha, whose name, coincidentally enough, is Korean for "vehicle," now also appears on a prime-time television commercial for Hyundai.

It is a big change from her non-celebrity life, spent simply in a one-room hut with a slate roof, where the only sounds on a recent summer day were from a rain-swollen brook, occasional military jets flying overhead and cicadas rioting in the nearby persimmon trees.

A lone old man dozed, occasionally swatting at flies, in a small shop next to the bus stop.
Born to a peasant family with seven children but no land, Ms Cha spent her childhood working in the fields and studying at an informal night school. It was not until she turned 15 that she joined a formal school as a fourth grader. But her schooling ended there a few years later.

"Father had no land, and middle school was just a dream for me," she said.
Ms Cha said she had always envied people who could drive, but it was not until she was in her 60s that she got around to trying for a license.

"Here, if you miss the bus, you have to wait another two hours. Talk about frustration!" said Ms Cha, who had to transfer to a second bus to get to her driving test site and to yet another to reach her market stall.

"But I was too busy raising my four children," she continued. "Eventually they all grew up and went away and my husband died several years ago, and I had more time for myself. I wanted to get a driver's license so I could take my grandchildren to the zoo."

Ms Cha tackled the first obstacle, which for years proved insurmountable: the 50-minute written test consisting of 40 multiple-choice questions on road regulations and car maintenance.

Early in the morning (she wakes up 4 am) and before going to bed, she put on her reading glasses and pored over her well-worn test-preparation books. She first tried, unsuccessfully, an audio test for illiterate people where questions were read to test-takers. Later, she switched to the normal test.

"She could read and write words phonetically but she could not understand most of the terminology, such as 'regulations' and 'emergency light,' " said Ms Park, the teacher.

Choi Young-Chul, an official at the regional driving license agency, said: "What she was essentially doing while studying alone was memorizing as many questions -- with their answers -- as possible without always knowing what they were all about. It's not easy to pass the test that way."

Practice made perfect, but slowly. She failed the written test 949 times, but her scores steadily crept up. When she came to them early last year, teachers at Jeonbuk Driving School pitched in, giving her extra lessons, painstakingly explaining the terminology.

"It drove you crazy to teach her, but we could not get mad at her," said Lee Chang-su, another teacher. "She was always cheerful. She still had the little girl in her."

It was only last November, on her 950th try, that she achieved a passing grade of 60 out of 100. She then passed two driving skill and road tests, but only after failing each four times. For each of her 960 tests, she had to pay $5 in application fees.

"I didn't mind," said Ms. Cha. "To me, commuting every day to take the test was like going to school. I always missed school."

Her son, Park Seong-ju, 36, who lives in Jeonju and makes signboards and placards, said: "Mother has lived a hard life, selling vegetables door to door and working other people's farms. Maybe that made her stubborn. If she puts her mind to something, no one can argue her out of it."

About a decade ago, before embarking on her quest for a driver's license, Ms Cha spent three years studying for a hairdresser's license. For six months, she caught a 6 am bus every weekday, switched to a train and then to another bus to attend a government-financed training program for hairdressers. But no beauty salon would hire her. She was considered too old.

No matter, she said. "It was like getting a school diploma."

Her tenacity has struck a chord with South Koreans, who are often exhorted to recall the hardship years after the 1950-53 Korean War and celebrate perseverance as a national trait.
The country's most popular boxing champion was Hong Su-hwan, who was floored four times before knocking out Hector Carrasquilla to win the World Boxing Association's super bantamweight championship in 1977. His feat gave rise to a popular phrase about resolve: "Sajeonogi," or "Knocked down four times, rising up five."

Ms Cha seems to have given new meaning to this favorite Korean saying.
On her wall where she hung black-and-white photographs of her and her late husband as a young couple and a watch that had stopped ticking, she also had posted a handwritten -- and misspelled -- sign that read, "Never give up!"

Credit: ndtv.com

Monday, June 14, 2010

Relishing knife-&-fork modernity - SANTOSH DESAI

Came across this thought provokin article and wanted to share it with you all.. The article appeared in TOI today and courtesy Santhosh Desai!!!!! Read to feel it :-)

In the film Chhoti Si Baat, one of most striking ways in which Amol Palekar the diffident, Adam’s-apple-bobbing loser, turns into a winner is by turning into an a c c o m p l i s h e d eater with knife and fork (actually even more impressively, by using chopsticks). He humiliates his rival who is defeated by the unfamiliarity of his eating implements and ends up hungry, broke and alone as the hero leaves with the girl. Among the many markers of progress and modernity that we use to express ourselves, particularly in public spaces, eating with a knife and fork (and more rarely with chopsticks) takes its place along with speaking in English and drinking coffee instead of tea. Of course, this quest is never ending as class ladders come with infinite rungs.
To be seen to be civilized or cultured, the need to make the transition from eating with one’s hands to using utensils, particularly the knife and fork, seems to be an important landmark, given the determined attempts of a large section of the upwardly mobile middle class today. Of course, given that for most Indians, this is an utterly alien form of negotiating one’s food, what we end up with are various kinds of hybrid modes of adoption. We either use a spoon and fork, use the right hand for both the knife and fork, use the knife as spoon and so on. Trying to eat a dosa with a knife and fork is a hopeless affair and it doesn’t help that the sambar needs a spoon, making three hands a biological necessity.

It is interesting that we think of eating with cutlery as a form of progress. The Western view, that eating with one’s hands is primitive, unhygienic and socially repugnant is clearly a culturally skewed perspective, resting on its own assumptions. In any case, this view is hardly held consistently, given that the preferred mode of eating burgers, sandwiches and hot dogs is clearly to catch them by the scruff of the necks and to stuff them into achingly wide mouths. Like any system of etiquette which is designed to keep out interlopers, the rules governing eating are implicit, complex, and have just enough unpredictability to keep the outsider guessing.

Perhaps the reason that we think of eating with utensils as a sign of civilization is that in doing so we distance our body from our food. The leisure class did not descend to the vulgarity of using one’s hands and perhaps this is one reason why the use of eating utensils is seen to be aspiration for the upwardly mobile. But while we can see why this led to the Western toilet and the use of toilet paper for instance, it is difficult to classify food in the same way. After all, we live because we eat and food is hardly akin to dirt, given that we ingest it so eagerly.

It is likelier that by not eating with our hands, we put food in its place. Yes, we recognize that food is central to our existence and that every fibre in our body strains to transfer food from outside our bodies to the cavernous insides, but being civilized means being able to control our biological urges and utensils are perhaps a form of culinary chastity belts, that rein in our libidinous craving for food. Otherwise it is incomprehensible why we must use tools to perform tasks our hands are perfectly capable of. We don’t use implements to wear our clothes, button our shirts and tie shoe laces. Where we do use implements, as in grooming, we do so because they perform tasks our hands cannot.

Far from being civilized, it is possible to read the use of the knife and fork as being exactly the opposite. Imagine decapitating your food and pitchforking it into your mouth. In some ways, all food turns non-vegetarian under a knife given the violence with which it gets treated. A knife and fork makes the natural cede to the mechanical as instinct gives way to manual dexterity. Morsels becomes individualized and we separate each from the pack with the knife before nailing them with a fork and placing them in the mouth. We need to carve our food, and pick at it carefully; the sensuality of warm fingers is replaced by the industrial brusqueness of steel. Food is no longer an extension of ourselves, it is no longer what we are made up of, it is instead an external agent to be poked at, dismembered and inserted into our oral cavity.

The truth is that every culture creates its own set of rules about eating and it is perhaps absurd to argue that any system is superior to another. The pre-eminence of knives and forks is as much politics as culture. What is true is that every system carries in its wake a set of implications that emerge from the choices it makes. For instance, it is easier to put food under scrutiny when seen under the cold light of steel utensils. The separation of food from its eater allows for it to be analysed with greater objectivity and detachment. By resisting the sensuous charms of food as it slithers from one part of our body to another, we begin to objectify food. Now, it needs to be dressed up and made to look delicious. The eyes begin to play a greater role, and the idea of food pornography becomes possible. Equally, this world disaggregates food into categories and begins to measure it in new ways — notions like nutritional value, fibre content and glycemic index are products of this worldview. Of course, this new discourse is not created by the knife and fork alone, but it does play a significant role in converting food from being the delicious basis for life into an outside agent with motives that are suspect. Like most things that signify modernity, the knife-and-fork separates us from what we are an unconscious part of. If that is a good definition of progress, then perhaps we are becoming more modern now.

santoshdesai1963@indiatimes.com

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Check out Labourer's daughter makes it to IAS

Somethin which reminds us to DREAM ON with a lot of HOPE

I want you to take a look at : Labourer's daughter makes it to IAS

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

With Power comes Responsibility

I've used this punch line twice within a span of few weeks, which I've borrowed it from the movie SpiderMan.. But definitely its one of those lines which really made a lot of sense. Its really nice to know that there are few people who really look up to you in life, but then I would say its a double sided sword, simply coz then you need to live upto their expectations and there might be times wherein you would end up doin things which you might disagree but then you need to match their expectations.

I've always believed and I'm sure by this time you would know that I strongly advice, live your life by the rules you set and not what others expect out of you, coz then you are losing your genuineness and tryin to fill in someone else's shoe.

Well, I know as a matter of fact I've influenced quite few lifes with my thought process and one of them happened to be one of the guy's who used to work in one of the World of Titan Store, who really had this carefree attitude, well really can't blame him, coz he was all of 19 years, dropped out of education coz he wanted to support his family but one thing which I saw in him was that HE dreamed BIG. I really wanted to help him and did try reachin out to him, but most of the time he gave this feelin that he doesn't really care.

Fast forward few years and then I see that though he always gave me the carefree attitude, he did take my words seriously and started workin towards achieving his goals despite odds stacked against him. And I only happen to realize this when I met him in person and realized hell I had influenced this guy to a large extent, that today I'm one among his 6 idols the rest being Arundhanti Roy, Varghesee Kurien, Kamal Hasan, Piecrce Brosnan and Kamala Das. Hell frankly speakin I really don't think I'm that praise worthy, coz I only tried makin him a better person but definitely i don't need to be sharin the dias with the rest. Coz like i mentioned that becomes a responsibility and there might not be any room for error.

Well, there are always few things which you don't anticipate when you try reachin out to people, but I suppose I should just be myself and try reachin out to everyone, coz I know thatz what makes me happy and I suppose irrespective of the consequences. Coz end of the day if I can make this world a BETTER PLACE to live, guess I would have achieved what I had set forth.

Suraj, here wishin you all the very best in your endeavors and I'm sure you will go places. Never let your spirit die coz end of the we all live by HOPE, though the degree of it differs.. Just hang in there and I'm sure there are BETTER DAYS for you, coz I know you DESERVE the best :-)

Your loving,

Salu Sir

Monday, April 27, 2009

Lessons from Susan Boyle!!!! HOPE!!!!

Here is a woman who has never stepped out of her village and at the age of 47 she decides to answer her calling and gives a shot at Britain's got Talent!!!! and SHE did achieve what she wanted!!!!! SING to a large audience and win all their hearts!!!! But like one of the judges Amanda said.. IT WAS A WAKE UP CALL!!!!! for all those who have seen the video!!! There are quite a few lessons we need to learn and two things which I've learnt is that:

1) Never under estimate a person by her/his looks
2) Never lose HOPE

To dwell over the above points, its something which we always tell ourselves that we should never judge a book by itz cover but still we end up doin it.. guess itz being very human.. Today I've told myself never again would I judge a person by the looks.. but sure somewhere down the line another Susan Boyle should only come to remind me that, hell after I did go by the looks :-(

And then HOPE happened!!! I feel funny about writing on this simply coz I've always believed that I'm one hell of HOPEFUL guy always HOPING and HOPING ;-)!!!!! But hell there are situtations wherein you are cornered and you've got not clue whats coming your way and still damn I end up thinkin itz all for the good ;-)!!!!! Well definitely Susan Boyle has reiterated my trust in HOPE!!!!! I know it will even if all odds are stacked up against me :-).. Gosh no wonder I'm always blamed for being HOPEFUL and EXPECTING from others ;-)

Thanks Susan!!!! Please treat this as a Tribute from your fan :-)