Category: india

  • temporarily out of bangalore

    Over 11,000 days of my life so far I’ve lived completely for myself and those related to me, and I’m pretty happy with that, since I’ve so far held the same opinion as the Sonejis:

    Interestingly enough, the Sonejis don’t believe in doing service. “…we are not into social service. We believe that our own life is of importance and has to be lived without causing harm to anyone else’s. If, while living our life, we end up helping others, that’s fine. But that’s not the main purpose,” Smita says.

    But for a change, only as an experiment, I’m going out to venture into the realms of living for someone else, to dedicate a few days for other people. This is probably the idea behind the institution of marriage. But I mean even other than people I know, or relevant to me… but people totally unrelated to me – complete strangers… 🙂

    Since I have – and value – my current corporate job, this is not some sudden decision but has been on the cards for quite a while and is a planned one, only thing is that the final details clicked into place only recently. Will put up more details when I’m back towards the end of this month. The comments on this blog are currently moderated, so until I install a spam blocker kind of thing – which unfortunately I don’t have time for now, they won’t be showing up on the site till I return. But don’t let that stop you from commenting if you like!

  • indestructability of rakthabija

    There is an interesting story in Indian mythology, about Goddess Kali… where Rakthabija was a demon who after a lot of penance asks for immortality, but since he can’t get that, he’s granted a workaround – that every drop of his blood that touched the ground gets transformed itself into another Raktabija. The gods tried to kill him but within a few minutes of striking this asura with their weapons, the entire battlefield was covered with millions of Raktabija clones – and basically the gods were in big trouble.

    [ The story goes on to say that on the Gods panicked and upon their request, Goddess Kali finally solved the problem in a very innovative way – she spread her tongue all over the battlefield and consumed every drop of blood that fell on the ground – thus preventing further cloning 😉 ]

  • independence – from what?

    These are some lovely quotes I got in an email from Channa:

    “It is only if we think back to the days of the freedom struggle that we will appreciate this day and our freedom all the more. If we know what our freedom fighters went through to achieve Independence only then will this day become special. We should understand what slavery is to fully know the magic of freedom.”
    – S Nagarajan, Topper, Indian Administrative Examination 2005

    “I want India to be a developed nation. A country where there is no poverty, where no one goes to bed without food and all have proper shelter. A place where there is no violence of any kind — be it for religion or anything else.”
    – Mohammad Abrar, Quran teacher

    After 58 years of Independence, I think overall we’ve not done too bad actually! 🙂 India is always a country that can be rediscovered again and again.

    There’s one particular quote that I liked…

    “My country, right or wrong;
    if wrong, to be set right;
    if right, to be kept right.”
    – Arindam Chaudhuri in the book “The Great Indian Dream”

    I believe this makes a lot of sense. There’s no point in blindly singing “saare jahan se accha” (best in the whole world) even when, as my friend Jaimini has remarked, in some aspects it can be “saare jahan ka kachda” (all the garbage of the world!)

    We are currently in yet another struggle for independence. And this time, we need independence from corruption, from intolerance, from apathy, from everything that is adharmic – against nature.

    There’s a nice quote: “I have found the enemy, and it is us”.

    Whether we would like to take up this or not, is a very hard choice each of us (er… starting with me! 😉 ) has to make, every day…

  • rediscover india…

    I’ve been lucky to have lived at several places around the world, but have always felt there was something special about India – could never really pin point out exactly what. Maybe I’ll never figure out the exact answer why, but currently I feel that ultimately it comes down to the ordinary average people I meet every day, something I had taken for granted until I’d been abroad.
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  • encounter with parikrama

    I’d been to Parikrama once, a month or so ago, and had a very good time with the kids there. They were kids coming from various slums, but being given ICSE level education, including things like sports and art and things like that. In fact they’ve used the walls and compound of the building itself as a painting project and painted flowers and all kinds of lovely things. I promised to visit them again, one that I’m yet to keep.

    Last time Vivek – a truly extraordinary gentleman whom I had known as a friend through email, went around introducing me to each classroom. He asked the kids what I did for a living, and some of them were able to guess, after seeing the company logo on my tshirt! With great delight he noted discreetly to me – “see, these were kids from slums who are guessing this way, who so far had almost no exposure to the outside world at all!!”

    Later on we went to a 7th standard class where the kids were older, and then someone asked me what I do. I told them I’m a programmer. But of course I couldn’t just leave it at that – someone asked me what that meant… I really wanted them to understand – these kids were really wonderful – they had the curiosity to learn!

    I asked them a counter question – whats a computer? There were different answers – mostly text book answers – someone answered that it has wires and electrical things inside it. Then I asked them, so does a washing machine – so whats the difference between them. I cant remember the exact conversation, but at some point I made a joke and a lot of kids laughed – that was a really great feeling! Eventually I told them the difference between a washing machine and a computer is that one can tell a computer what to do. It can be made to serve people. And that’s what a programmer does – he tells a computer what to do!

    And then Vivek asked them, what would *you* want the computer to do? They gave all kinds of answers, but finally we found that nobody knew the computer could talk. So I was assigned the task of making the computer talk. I had no idea how, but anyway I knew something would happen, so I said ok lets see.

    Later on I went down, and in the lab I found that apart from Office XP which has a text to speech engine, I could also use Microsoft Narrator. So I got an idea – I thought of some typical questions, then typed some answers in a notepad window, and then called the kids. I asked them to ask the computer questions. Then when they asked, I highllighted one of the answers and to their surpise, the computer spoke the words out! I had the Narrotor configured to speak out selected text. If the answers werent already there, I typed them in to add to the list, being a speed typist helps, and then it spoke the answer. I could even manage to make it speak Kannada sentences as well!

    Anyway… for next time I have the following possibilities:

    – ask Vivek what they need – last time he had said that he needs software and some hardware (Dell has donated an entire computer lab of around 15 pretty good PCs, and he was hinting indirectly that surely there must be something HP can do as well 😉 )

    – teach any interested kids chess (though not an expert, I’m somewhat at amatuer+ level)

    – take pictures of some kids with my camera and make some art work out of them.

  • Indian heritage

    India is so rich in art & culture – I sometimes feel this invaluable heritage is taken for granted and ignored… or sometimes people get into endless debates about trying to define exactly what it is! But once in a way its nice to be reminded of it… for example in the following entry by H.P. [click on the following image to view the complete entry]

    Someshwara temple - Kurudumale - image from H.P.'s blog

    This makes me nostalgic of the times I used to visit ancient temples all over the south of India with our family including my thatha (grandpa) (more…)

  • blog of 2 free travellers

    I was left speechless and deeply touched, for once I’ll keep my post brief…
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  • curiosity helped the cat

    The campus at Kohlapur was wonderful – a serene place near a village called Alate, surrounded by green hills. There were peacocks roaming all around the place.
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  • I'll be back

    Out of station till end of the month.

    Btw last few days that I can claim I’m aged 29 – even if I stretch it to 29.99… somehow it seems a whole decade less than 30! 😉


    Hmm no matter how many times I travel, I never seem to be able to avoid these last minute jitters – something or the other suddenly looks catastrophically wrong. Like today I suddenly wondered what if my train ticket [with status Waiting List #13] was never confirmed? I dialled the railway enquiry number 139 and found out with a relief that it indeed was ! 🙂

  • back from Mysore

    Had been to Mysore – left on Saturday morning and came back yesterday night with Gajanan and some others.

    Was an excellent trip… will update with more details if and as and when I find time.


    Talkaad

    On the way back, we visited Talkaad . It was a nice place – huge expanse of water and sand though nothing overly spectacular. There were plenty of temples covered by sand dunes but barely exposed, but we decided not to visit them. Others swam in the murky water but I preferred to take a ride on a coracle due to a slightly bleeding cut on my toe.

    The boatman was a 73 year old man Mahadeviah with a toothy smile. Moving away from the shore, the water below had a lot of beautiful plants that looked like miniature trees – it looked just like flying over them in a helicopter – with small fishes darting around looking like birds. Mahadeviah had a very serene temperment – seemed to be very very content. He could speak and understand English as well, had passed SSLC “old scheme” [which Gajanan later said was pretty tough – a person failing one subject had to take all the subjects again].

    I asked him about his lifestyle and he spoke about a lot of things – I could not help feeling a deep affection for him. I told him that my dad’s name was Mahadeviah too. He had been rowing people to and fro from 6 AM to 6 PM every day for the past many decades – no holidays – 7 days a week. They have a group of oarsman (ok actually they used poles as the water was shallow enough) and people take turns to ferry people around, and finally all the money is split among everybody.

    When we came back, I insisted that he come with us again, though it was somebody else’s turn – later I wondered if I was being selfish because it might be too much of strain for two consequtive rides. Later on one of my friends insisted that he wanted to try controlling the coracle by himself – but Mahadeviah wasn’t very comfortable with it – I had to interfere as I had myself asked him myself earlier and got the same reply. It was Rs. 5 per person, but I was quite generous to him even though knowing it get pooled together for everybody. In a few moments he had dragged his coracle and disappeared among the crowds..


    How I got to Mysore:

    This is from the newsgroup, actually on Friday I had asked for a lift to see if anybody was going, nobody replied, but still…

    ———————-
    22-Apr-2005, 1:40 PM
    “Sanjay M” wrote in message

    > I’m taking a wild gamble here since I dont lose anything – by any holistic
    > chance if someone is travelling anywhere in this direction this
    > evening/night…
    >
    > Neragathanahalli, Near T Narasipur (10 km from T Narasipur), Mysore
    >
    > …and can give me a lift – just one slim (…er… ok compared to a sumo
    > wrestler) man with one backpack – please email me. I’ll be happy to share
    > fuel expenses.
    >
    > As I cant leave office early in the day today, it would be a bit more
    > challenging than I’m prepared to take on at the moment (maybe signs of
    > aging), to go by public transport in the evening to Mysore and find my way
    > around to the village at night.
    >
    > I’ll be meeting some friends and returning with them on Sunday.
    >
    > Cheers,
    > Sanjay
    >
    > PS: needless to say, nothing will happen if I dont go also.
    >
    >
    ————–
    22-Apr-2005, 5:46 PM

    “Sanjay M” wrote in message
    btw, holistic theory in action:

    a colleague in my very own cubicle happens to be going to Mysore… but
    tomorrow morning… still its ok 🙂

    Cheers,
    Sanjay