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Segregated Society.....(New version)

(I had revised and edited the earlier post)
Though India is gifted with vast diversity in whatever terms one looks at and is fortunate not to have racial discrimination. I believe that many are brought up in a segregated society in an informal way.
A typical middle class family educate their children in city-based schools and colleges. After education, they find employment in city-based companies doing white-collar jobs. Often in my conversation with friends who have come from such back ground, I was often surprised by their total lack of knowledge what India is all about. That in a city where an ordinary graduate with little communication skills command a monthly salary of Rs 10,000 per month, many would be happy to get a job for Rs 1,500 per month. This fact would be a revelation to them. Or they would believe that pupils from disadvantaged background don't perform well in academics because they don't have capability.
If one look at people occupying positions of influence or authority, it will be occupied overwhelmingly by kids from city background. This I think one of the reason for disconnect between the policy and the intended beneficiaries. I am not arguing that city-based kids should not be allowed to occupy but certainly we can devise effective structures and programmes to remove non-merit and social barriers that prevent kids from disadvantaged background from succeeding.
Or else, we would continue to build a segregated India where a significant minority of population enjoy a different India (24-hour convenience store, 500 satellite channels, and broadband connectivity). At the same time, we will have a vast majority caught up in vicious cycle of poverty. Mainstream English dailies also to an extent reflect this. To them potholes in the city roads is news worthy item than many thousands whose homes are marooned in the same city!!!


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