The Places
We go from here and there through our day. Sometimes, we go to new places around our usual work location, whose address we enter into our devices so that we arrive promptly with time to spare, even. So one day recently, I thought I was just going to work.
The Context
Since December 2024, two colleagues and I have been collaborating with consultants in another department to work on a key resource that has helped many and will continue to help more students and educators as we move forward. Sometimes in March, just before a series of professional learning sessions, we met again. We had to get through a lot.
The Necklace Started It
I have always loved necklaces and I always wear one when I’m not in classrooms. This was one such piece.
As colleagues from the other department came into the meeting room one of them complimented me on my choice. I thanked her and added, “It’s from Mumbai. Like me”.
A dear friend with whom I’d attended school (Grades 9-10) had gifted it to me from her collection when she visited last summer. But I didn’t have time to share that as we were at work, you know. We had a lot to do.
My colleague smiled warmly and asked, “Where in Mumbai?”
Where in Mumbai?
At the end of that long and busy week, my heart skipped a beat: In 21 years of working in education and 23 years living “here”, no one had ever asked me “Where in Mumbai?”
“Dadar”, I said.
My colleague told me where she grew up and I reminisced that I used to go shopping in that neighbourhood and had fond memories of some beautiful silver jewelry pieces I had bought there. I had also worked nearby to where she’d grown up. We talked about these places we both knew from what seems like another lifetime.
The glow of that conversation stayed with me and now we talk about books and authors and other things when we are in the same place, warming lunch.
Why This Question?
I have many friends in many spaces at work. We have lots of conversations and have many fond memories over the years. We talk about books, family (ours), pets (theirs), dreams and many other things.
Yet, just one question “Where in Mumbai?” has stayed with me differently. It is as if a locked door has sprung open.
Some points that come into view for me that I want to share with you, my fellow traveller.
- I think about how we, as educators, recognize intellectually that the whole child comes to school.
- Yet many of of us aren’t able to bring our whole selves to work.
- I/we don’t talk about everything that makes me/us complete because either there’s too much to do, or more often, I/we don’t think anyone else knows of that place, that food, that fragrance and so on
- I am sure there are many more meanings that will come to the surface for you and me when you read this. Do share.
There’s A Ghazal (Poem) For That
So here are some lines from a ghazal written by Gulzar and sung by Jagjit Singh that explain that feeling of perhaps being The Only One in a space. These lines explains the feeling of a solitude that I couldn’t put into words until that question “Where in Mumbai?
“Aainaa dekh karr tass-allee hui
Humko iss ghar mein jaan-taa hai koi”
The Translation Goes Like This
I was reassured when I looked in the mirror
That someone knows me in this house.
Thank you, dear colleague- friend who has memories of Mumbai. Not identical ones, but just like I do.
I can’t wait to see you again.
Fellow Travellers, I wish you such unexpected and pleasant encounters in your work spaces.
And if you know Mumbai, or Goa, please write back.
With You, In Solidarity
Rashmee Karnad-Jani
