I had faltered again
and again
falling for small silvers of solace
may seem trivial
does not first leak
in the pitcher of perseverance seem small too
till it does not hold any water
ask yourself
don’t hide your face
accept
affirm
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I had faltered again
and again
falling for small silvers of solace
may seem trivial
does not first leak
in the pitcher of perseverance seem small too
till it does not hold any water
ask yourself
don’t hide your face
accept
affirm
Harnessing the true potential of Grassroots Innovation.
Human Rights and The Intellectual Property System
When faced with an unmet social need, most people adjust and adapt and thus reinforce inertia. But a few try to transcend the constraints and innovate a new solution reducing drudgery, making life easier, more productive and often in sync with environment, though not always. The Honey Bee Network has been scouting, spreading, and spawning innovations from grassroots but lately also for grassroots. There are many ways in which communities and individuals explore solutions to their own but also larger social problems. They may modify materials, methods, applications or delivery system to develop innovative solutions. In this context, traditional knowledge also plays an important role in some of the innovations.
Traditional knowledge, hereinafter TK, is a broad concept that is deeply rooted in the life of billions of people, especially within the indigenous/local communities that have developed it across the world. TK manifests in several fields, from medicinal uses of plants and herbs to artistic creations. Bio-prospective activities during the 90 have brought the TK problematic to the international fora: the indigenous communities, South Governments, NGOs, and some other groups have complained against the everlasting misappropriation of TK. Since genetic resources are scarce in the North, TK has been reaching increasing value for transnational companies and Universities research groups who have turned their interest to it as a critical source of their R+D projects to advance their business and academic agendas and to promote innovation in health, nutrition, climate change, and UN SDG goals. Furthermore, unfettered access to genetic resources and TK plays an important role in many grassroots innovations.
imagine a morning
chilly and a bit dark still
waiting to be broken
a silence of inertia
how does one overcome distraction
of deviant ideas
and slow burrowing ants
making their own way to deliver
the rays of sun
in the dark alleys of my own heart
when vapors are drained
clouds get dried
what happens to the wind
not sure if to swirl
and bring those clouds down
like scattered leaves
unsure of destination next
flows
just like that
When the errors amplify the leaking substance!
When a substantial truth gets sublimated by the conundrum of errors, often self-inflicted, the search for alibi begins. We start looking for masks which will cover our faces but keep eyes and ears uncovered. The uncovered part makes the masking less complete and thus bearable.
This is the paradox. Why do we search alibi for defending our deliberate vulnerabilities. We have invented a rich repertoire of concepts, complexes and contrived obsessions, on which rests for our vulnerabilities. We are ok. Our vulnerabilities are not ok.
The trunk of an old tree often becomes hollow at the base. Why does it allow the animals to make their shelter even when its own stability is endangered. May be falling down becomes less painful, a whiff of air someday just takes it toll and the tree becomes a log of wood.
Let us reflect on the masking, hollowing and falling down….
Mask is actually an Uncovering, lest we complain we did not hear, or that we did not see.
The substance starts leaking, because we are not able to hold it together in our anxiety to manage the mask, loosely, tightly
The night was quiet
Morning a bit wet
Could not gather all the flowers
Meant to adorn my temple
I am still unsure
When will the bells toll
When will the leaves fall
Spring is too far
But the door is ajar
I will wait
For the shadows to state
The truth of the moment
Hope that choice is prudent
Don’t blame the stars,
or the sky laden with clouds!
Rays of moon,
the re-caiberated compass;
navigating is not so difficult
Dont let the wind take your boat anywhere, strive, sustain &
the serenity will swallow,
all the doubts, fear
& flagging of the timidity
I am@silent
To listen & not lament
When it rained
I forgot to look up@the sky
See, observe & understand
Quietly disperse the leaves
Fallen on the dry ground
Sprouts of seeds birds dropped
Don’t tell a lie
#poem
When boats are far
The door to inner sanctum sanctorum was ajar
Islands were connected inside
Web of Sea weeds beside
Let us pray a bit
Storms are asleep
The dreams are knit
When boats are not too far
Shore is not the host of nests anymore
Inhale the air pure #poem