Category: india

  • Driving On The Road Not Taken

    One fine day, a bus driver went to the bus garage, started his bus, and drove off along the route. No problems for the first few stops; a few people got on, a few got off, and things went generally well.

    At the next stop, however, a big hulk of a guy got on. Six feet eight, built like a wrestler, arms hanging down to the ground. He glared at the driver and said, “Big John doesn’t pay!” and sat down at the back.

    Did I mention that the driver was five feet three, thin, and basically meek? Well, he was. Naturally, he didn’t argue with Big John, but he wasn’t happy about it.

    The next day the same thing happened-Big John got on again, made a show of refusing to pay, and sat down. And the next day, and the one
    after that, and so forth.

    This grated on the bus driver, who started losing sleep over the way Big John was taking advantage of him.

    Finally he could stand it no longer. He signed up for body building courses, karate, judo, and all that good stuff. By the end of the summer, he had become quite strong; what’s more, he felt really good about himself.

    So on the next Monday, when Big John once again got on the bus and said, “Big John doesn’t pay!,” the driver stood
    up, glared back at the passenger, and screamed, “And why not?”

    With a surprised look on his face, he replied, “Big John has a bus pass.”

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    source: some story from a forwarded mail

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    My addition to the story: (more…)

  • Nature vs Garbage

    For those who are short on time and inclination, here is the conclusion in advance: kindly carry your own trash bags wherever in the remote wilderness you go and carry back your non-biodegradable trash with you, even small chocolate wrappers, and dispose it in a city.

    Mudhumalai - notice the white spots
    Mudhumalai – notice the white spots

    I am presenting a true incident here only as a ‘technology demonstrator’ that change is possible…!!

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Some time back I went to a place Thattekere, very nice spot with a small lake and some hills…

    Birds eye view of Thattekere
    Birds eye view of Thattekere

    Having spent the whole morning in the midst of nature, my mind had become very peaceful, and in such a state, one is very unlikely to get into trouble! 🙂 I picked up a large cover, walked up to the group, took a fleeting wild guess at who appeared to be the most rational of them, and walked up to him and asked casually “do you need this cover or do you already have one?” He was surprised that a total stranger was talking to him like an old friend, and asked “why?”. I replied “so that you can put all this trash into it” as if he was going to do it anyway. He was a bit off balance but only for a moment, and replied “no thanks, we already have some”. I replied, oh ok fine, and walked away.

    I returned to my group, chatted for a while with the others and did some general time pass… and later the other group came in sight… they were leaving the place. I walked back to their spot and was amazed… it was restored to its former perfection!

    I looked around and saw two large plastic covers next to a tree… full of used plates, plastic cups, etc.

    In Germany, I have seen even the richest people partition their garbage and personally carry and drop it into the respective recycling bins in the street. Here somehow many people seem to have the impression that disposing of garbage personally is below their dignity and should be done only by ‘low class’ people.

    To continue… I picked their two bags and started walking back, and happened to overtake the group which wasnt very hard since they were chatting and walking very slowly. The same gentleman whom I had spoken to earlier asked what I was planning to do with those bags. A lot of funny responses came to my mind but I restrained myself; I expressed my admiration on how neatly they had cleaned up the place without leaving any trace behind, and explained that since nobody would come and pick up the covers, soon monkeys or some other animals would come and distribute them all over the place again when they smelt some left over food inside. And these animals would possibly choke on the plastic stuff and go through a lot of misery. I added that I myself hadnt known all these things, until I happened to read them in the paper. Hence the best thing to be done with the garbage would be to take it back and throw it in the city where it would be picked up.

    He replied “no problem, please dont take the trouble, let me do it myself” and took the covers from me. He wondered if I some officer or custodian or something and I said no, Im an engineer at HP. We started chatting and he said he he and his group were from BHEL and just stopped by since they were passing through the place. Eventually we parted as friends. I am not really a nature activist or something. Im only a software engineer who also cares about the environment and does a little bit for it now and then. I considered it one more victory for nature, just for one more day.

    Maybe tourists cant really be blamed because they have no idea what to do with their trash, because dustbins cant possibly be present everywhere. One solution could be that they be given bags to put their trash in at the entry point to any place (which somebody told me is actually done in many places in the US). I suggest this to government agencies wherever I go, but these things take time. For the time being, lets all carry our own trash bags.

  • Malleswaram Railway Station

    Its all here…

    …Teenager’s Hangout, Philosophers’s Bench-stone, Friends’ Adda,
    Lover’s Rendevous, Pensioner’s Club, Walker’s Fitness Center,
    Family Gettogether Spot. And sometimes… trains come here too 😉

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  • some reflections on reflections

    Berlin Sphere


    This is a strange looking structure in Berlin; a huge glass sphere full of mirrors on the inside, and a gigantic staircase spiraling around the perimeter all the way to the top. See the reflection of the top of the doom in the picture.

    And from the top, one gets a good view of the city.

    Remembered the Gol Gumbaz of Bijapur, a trip I had grudgingly made with my (now late) Dad when I was just about to begin my engineering – the first (and unfortunately only) trip with just the two of us. It was amazing how travel brings the travellers together – after that trip I had understood him a lot better (quarreled with him a lot lesser) 🙂 Why is it that we are unable to see the value of people we take for granted? Anyway, there we were inside the dome, in the balcony in the upper part. We both stood on opposite sides of the massive dome – I could see him far away on the other side. Yet when he spoke, I literally jumped! Because it seemed like he was standing just next to me! I spoke too, and he responded clearly. Luckily there were no other visitors at that time and it was very silent and peaceful. We tried with decreasing loudness, finally almost whispering, and every time the sound was crystal clear, such was the acoustics of the dome. Anyway we were done with the experimenting when a gang of visitors walked in
    chattering loudly.

    Coming back to this glass dome in Berlin, I wondered aloud to my friend if there could be any special purpose to it. He replied yes there is, these people have too much of money, they just dont know what to do with it, so they build something like
    this. His funny explanation comes to my mind many times while wandering around in the West.

    Date: Wednesday, July 26, 2000

     

     


     

    Allegedly Art

    Had come across some vague structures like this earlier, but this was the ultimate. Maybe somebody didnt know where to throw the remnants of some construction material. Or maybe it really is beautiful, though I wonder in the eyes of which beholder?

    Location: Some city in Germany.

    Date: Wednesday, July 26, 2000

     

     

    Mirror Mirror in the Tram

    There were so many glass sheets in the tram that I could see ghost-like reflections of my friend (sitting beside me) all over the tram. Not all are discernible in the photo though.

    Location: Dusseldorf, Germany

    Date: Thursday, July 13, 2000

     

     

    Sailing Ahead

    On a map, saw a large blue patch in the middle of a green patch in a map and guessed there might be something worth exploring on a weekend. Turned out to be right – this was a huge lake with many walking tracks and forest all around its perimeter. A typical example of nature coexisting within city limits in Germany. Location: Dusseldorf

     

     

    Sphynx

    In a science museum in Essen, Germany

    Date: Monday, August 28, 2000

     

     

    Kaledioscope

    This was a huge kaledioscope into which one could peer into what seemed to be a spectacular bottomless abyss. Here my camera peered in, with flash.

    Location: science museum, Essen, Germany

    Date: Monday, August 28, 2000

     

     

    The Taj

    The majestic monument known all over the world as the symbol of Eternal Love. I had my doubts whether it was all just hype, but they vaporized when I stood in front of it. Spent an entire day just soaking in its beauty, photographing it from every possible angle.
    Apart from the foreigners, I was surrounded by people from all over India – speaking all kinds of languages… Hindi, Tamil, Telegu,
    Kannada, Bengali and Malayalam were those I could recognize. It was a beautiful display of national integration, so many people from all over India coming to visit the magnificent structure that was common to all – just like the love that it symbolizes.

    Date: Wednesday, November 21, 2001

     

     

    One light – a thousand reflections

    This is the roof of the Sheesh Mahal (Jaipur), made entirely of glass/mirrors. Somebody said that a single light could produce thousands of reflections. I took a picture with the flash on and the result was terrible – it was just one white patch. I *desperately*
    needed a very small source of light… like a candle! “My kingdom for a candle!” I wanted to cry out… and one of the tourists came forth with a lighter, and that did the trick 🙂

     

    Date: Sunday, November 18, 2001

     

     

    Temple of a Crore Lingas

    KotiLingeshwara Devasthana is a very unusual and beautiful temple in Kolar district, Karnataka. Though I’m not particularly religious, I like temples having that serene ambience and this was one of them. As the name says it – there are over a crore stone Lingas and a single GIGANTIC one.

    Date: Saturday, December 9, 2000

     

     

    God’s own reflections

    This was while sailing through some lovely backwaters near Ernakulam, Kerala. As you might guess, this is the reflection of the shore,
    inverted by 180 degrees (a trick picked up from photo.net).

    Date: Wednesday, December 19, 2001

     

     

    More backwaters

    The lady walked there with just the right colored saree adding to the beauty of the scene.

    Date: Wednesday, December 19, 2001

     

     

    Lake of Five Hundred Temples

    Pushkar Lake has 52 ghats and ov
    er 500 temples around its banks. A walk around the perimeter could take quite a while but the view of the temples from across the lake (only a fraction is seen in the photo) is well worth it. It is the only place in the world having a Brahma Temple.

    Date: Friday, November 16, 2001

  • kittens – lots of photos, will take time to load

    pictures of kittens at my home

    Kindly bear with this page as it may take quite a while to load, very bad page design with a lot of images – sorry haven’t had time to resize, etc


    Well well well… look at what’s just beyond the edge…

    Hah… you don’t scare me!

    Deep blue eyes…

    who? mess?? us???

    what’s beyond that wall…

    Stay off my kids!!!

    Hmm… what next…

  • kittens at my home

    A stray cat happened to find shelter for its kittens at a cupboard
    inside my home. Didn’t feel like chasing her away. But of course
    couldn’t allow her & family to stay there. Apart from the hygiene
    aspects, I got hissed at every time I introduded into “their” home.
    And of course fear of eviction for myself when my Mom who was out of
    station would soon return from out of station.

    So one day when the cat took her family for an outing, I shut all the
    windows. She came back after two days, and wailed all night to let her
    in. I turned over and covered my ears and fell asleep. Next day
    neither mother not kittens were to be seen. It was good timing, thats
    when my own mom came back. The cats were not to be seen for a week,
    and I wondered how they were doing.

    Then one night I heard the cat outside my window (all windows were
    closed). My mother said no question of opening the window again. She
    told me forget it, nature has its own way and they can take care of
    themselves. I agreed and abandaned the idea of helping them. The next
    morning I found the kittens scattered all over the place in the
    compound. They kept going into my aunts house, or my neighbours house,
    wherever they found the tiniest gap to slip in, and got chased out. I
    felt they were desperately searching for a home.

    Luckily the weekend came, and I built a makeshift shelter at a quiet
    secluded place in the backyard. One of the kittens was inside my aunts
    home, who for some reason was more terrified of it than it of her. The
    mother and other kittens was nowhere to be seen. I picked this one up
    and relocated it to its new place. I also kept some food there. And as

    I expected, the cat eventually turned up, found the lost kitten, and
    the rest of them followed and settled down there. Mutually convenient
    deal with a free meal included in the bargain. For me no more
    disturbances at night – and an an extra bonus is when I got to take
    some shots.

    I didn’t give any more food after that, didn’t want to build a
    dependency or make them tame… they’ll be better survivors as strays
    and I avoided interference as far as possible

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    I realized one thing when I was with the kittens. That I call my house
    as mine – because my grandfather had bought it paying money he had
    earned, and had a document to prove it, and I could prove that I was
    the rightful inheritor of my grandfather’s property. All this is legal
    as per the laws of the Indian government, recognized as the lawmaking
    entity in this part of the world. Hence I could prove that it is my
    house to any person in the world who questions me.

    But one strange thing about this entire establishment is that it all
    comprises of only humans.

    What about this cat which had ventured in, what does it know of this
    system, and by what means would it buy some property and call it its
    own? It has absolutely no place at all !

    Comparing this with other species, other species too mark their
    territories with scents or pug marks etc, just like we have a compound
    wall around the perimeter of our territory. But one fundamental
    difference is that wrt other species, their territorial lines are only
    relevant to others of the same species! Whereas we humans, our
    territorial lines apply to all species of life!!

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  • Beauty in Chaos – Bangalore Traffic

    When I first returned from a Western country (a few years ago), I went through the same process as most other people… I was aghast seeing people driving so haphazardly as if I was seeing it for the first time in my life. Everybody seemed to be suffering from sheer madness and desperation to get wherever they wanted to go! I felt that riding my scooter to work was next to suicide and had decided to migrate to a Western country asap since I was under the impression that I surely deserved a better quality of life than this!

    Anyway something compelled me to stay on, I dont know what exactly, I guess I can never pinpoint it to one reason (though not any idealistic patriotism). Over time I came to some conclusions (based on usual Indian driving scenes witnessed every day, not any extreme rash drivers causing accidents).

    At first glance, there is total chaos on the streets. But if you look at it with a quiet mind, some amazing things reveal themselves. The very first miracle is that nobody is having an accident even though many situations look to an outsider, esp a foreigner, that vehicles are surelygoing to collide.

    People cross the streets with a calm attitude, though vehicles are zipping around them. Even vehicles see the pedestrians standing in the middle of the street, and unhesitantly bypass them. [If such a thing were to happen in UK, people will just not know how to handle it at all. They will surely just collide, or swere off straight into a footpath or a tree]. But here people just move on. I wondered how it was possible, was it just a matter of getting used to it or was it that everybody was blessed with some kind of brilliant reflexes?

    Once I was once standing on the pedestrian overbridge near Majestic and looking at the crowd of traffic below. The road was jam packed with vehicles all moving at an average pace, and still people were crossing it. Any random 10 minutes footage of the vehicles and pedestrians moving in perpendicular directions in the same space would’ve probably qualified for “Worlds most amazing videos”. I wondered if Hollywood could possibly reenact such a scene – it seemed to be a flawless choreography !

    After having driven a scooter for well over a decade I have come to one conclusion. That a fundamental concept behind surviving on Indian roads is communication.

    This communication is in the form of indicators, honks, a flicker of brake lights, a slight turn of the front wheel, vague gestures some which are supposedly hand signals, a slight tilt of the head or a flick of the wrist saying “you go ahead” or “wait a sec”,  a glance at each others eyes, facial expression… these things are so subtle that we take them for granted. Yet I find them incredibly beautiful , I have never seen such delicate communication in any other country’s traffic (based on what little I have seen of the rest of the world).

    With the example of pedestrians, when one is driving and sees a person crossing the road, the eyes of the driver and the pedestrian meet, both of them estimate each other’s speed and direction and most importantly – intention – all in a split second. The driver “senses ” that the person is going to walk ahead, he turns slightly and drives on passing the person from behind. Or he senses the person is stopping, he turns  slightly in the other direction and drives on passing the person  from the front.

    Wrt driving itself: There is a certain “flow ” of traffic on the streets, and a new vehicle which enters the street and joins the traffic kind of just merges with this flow. Understanding this flow means driving like you are playing chess… guessing the intent of every person around you in advance. With more and more practice, this becomes second nature, no extra effort is needed. It becomes part of driving itself just like you dont need to “think” to release the clutch or  change a gear. And driving this way atleast for me has meant that it is the safest way. One aspect of driving this way in a highly aware state… attentively observing every person/vehicle all around you, is that sudden acceleration and braking is virtually eliminated. It becomes a very very smooth drive.

    Accidents (or even close encounters – ‘almost’ accidents which I personally regard as bad as an accident) happen when either one or more of the concerned parties misses out on this communication, or breaks out of the flow. This usually happens when the intent is too  random beyond what people around can guess, sudden braking, sudden turns… etc. This especially happens when a person panics, or is indecisive, or is extremely inconsiderate (actually there are fewer inconsiderate people than we think).

    Needless to say, none of what I have written implies that we should disregard traffic rules, etc. Its merely one possible perspective of the situation. Till the day comes when laws are strictly enforced, hopefully this perspective will help in safer and more peaceful driving.

    So to summarize:

    • Before doing anything (turning/stopping, etc), let people around you know in some way.
    • Sense what other people are going to do, not just depending on their explicit signals, but on more subtle ones. For eg, an auto going slowly wanting to stop: If you are lucky, he might care to stick a finger out  for a fleeting moment to indicate his intention. At other times, the very presence of a pedestrian standing idly on the pavement could imply that he is going to stop suddenly. This is just one example, there are infinite others and can never be formulated, because they are entirely situation dependent.

    Wish you a safe drive! 🙂

  • drunk model in Trishur

    After a colleague’s marriage, went around Trishur along with a driver and Sathya and Navendu in the evening.

    Visited the beach to watch the sunset.

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    I wandered around a bit further down the beach on my own with my camera. Here it was completely desolate except for an occasional passerby. I saw an eagle effortlessly floating around and spent the next 15 mins trying to get it in the right frame. Three chaps were walking past, and one who seemed to have noticed me came to me and said something to me in Malayalam. I didnt expect he was saying anything pleasant as he was speaking angrily swaying to and fro with a bottle in his hand. So I replied in Kannada saying I didnt understand him and he was about to go away and leave me alone when I said something in Hindi… oh oh he knew Hindi… and he started again in Hindi this time a bit angrier… “why do you want to take pictures of birds and trees… take picture of us, we are here!!” Then looked back and noticed that two more people who had been with him had long gone, and corrected himself “I am here, take a picture of me!!”.

    Well I had a digital camera and nothing to lose taking a picture, but was annoyed (and almost amused, but not too much considering that there was nobody else around) that I was being forced to do something so I just said no forget it. Then he started getting more and more agitated. Finally I said
    ok stand here… and he started giving a pose, I took 20 steps away, poor fellow waited for me to click, but after I kept on walking away he found out he was getting conned and started running (as best as he could) after me and confronted me again. Oh well… The evening had been too good to get into a quarrel, I called my friends for moral support but they were loitering around quite far away. I weighed the options of throwing him into the water to wake him up from his stupor, and just getting it over with, then finally
    took a picture. But he wasnt convinced, and I had to switch on the flash for his highness’ complete satisfaction. Though he was still angry about something he staggered away. Later due to acute shortage of memory – (Trishur was really beautiful) had to delete his picture 🙂

    [Not sure about the exact date]

  • Abdul Kalam’s Song of India

    As a young citizen of India, armed with technology, knowledge and love for my nation, I realise, small aim is a crime.

    I will work and sweat for a great vision, the vision of transforming India into a developed nation, powered by economic strength with value system.

    I am one of the citizens of billion; Only the vision will ignite the billion souls.

    It has entered into me; The ignited soul compared to any resource is the most powerful resource on the earth, above the earth under the earth.

    I will keep the lamp of knowledge burning to achieve the vision – Developed India.

    If we work and sweat for the great vision with ignited minds, the transformation leading to birth of vibrant developed India will happen.

    This song, when sung in our own beautiful languages will unite our minds for action.

    – Abdul Kalam