Building Developments (a poem and some reality!!)

Building Developments

Munching pieces of sky
swallowing land from deep
it grows and grows
into symbols of development
of prosperity.

Evicting a fondness
scratching some memories,
exposed to alien sights, new sounds,
a cry muffles itself
desperately seeking solace
and cling
in my thought
in stray recollections
and stranger I get
stranger I get…

I would be the last person to be against development and prosperity. A prosperous society gives people more comfort. But I really am very confused about what really ‘development’ means. I always had dislike for big buildings but I guess lack of space will lead to vertical growth, multistoried buildings/flats are inevitable. However the mindset that dominates the designs of these buildings is appalling, if not unethical. The glasshouses will suck more electricity, heat the surroundings and eventually burdens society, wonder why the government has not come with any building guidelines (or is it part of ‘freedom of expression’ or keep the govt out (you know the groovy world of self regulation: the latest fad?!). These buildings are sickening sight. At a level it smacks of arrogance in rejecting traditional wisdom. Implanting designs from Las Vegas or Dubai is not my idea of smartness. The problem here is that the foolishness of these people has started to affect us common people, more significantly the very existence of our planet. So when they talk of ‘energy security’ they need to focus on consumption pattern also, rather than only production increase.

These buildings are also responsible for quarrying for sand, causing untold miseries to the vulnerable local population as also leading to environmental catastrophe in and around these areas of ‘development’. It is shocking they are able to innovate buildings to take care of all needs, comfort and luxury but the basic ingredients still remains sand, gravel….that are obtained by plundering surrounding. Why are there no technological substitution for these?. Isn’t it time some brilliant guys invent a substitute for sand and mass produce it? For the astounding constructions happening in metros, sand mining is done in outskirts, from ponds and river beds (even soil is used as substitute). There is an environmental catastrophe unfolding here. Some excerpts from Net:

Sand mining is a disaster happening on colossal scale. With Many rivers are vanishing because of sand mining. Ground water tables plummet, resulting in scarcity of drinking water. Water scarcity is more severe in rural areas as illegal mining creates ecological imbalance. Every year, thousands of cubic metres of sand is removed from the riverbeds. Due to endless sand mining, the depth of the rivers enhances and the mud walls on either side collapse posing a major threat to nearby houses and farms. Trees on the banks are also uprooted. The absence of sand on the riverbed affects the velocity of the water flow, making it violent during monsoons. Saline water also enters the river easily, especially in summer. Lowering of water table has accelerated the intrusion of saline seawater into the main river. Uncontrolled sand mining has damaged the river's ecosystem as well, destroying the habitats of organisms living on the riverbed. Fish breeding and migration - the fish move between marine and freshwater habitats during spawning - have been affected because of sand mining and the check dams constructed on the river. The river is also a source of food for many bird species such as egrets, storks, terns and sandpipers. Sand mining has put a question mark over their very survival. Worse still, species seen in the sea are moving up, and this indicates more saline water in the river. (Inputs from indiatogether.com)

Further, is opening of huge buildings housing jewellery shops or retail shops (bigger and uglier) really development as we see in many of small towns ??. Hopefully there will be concrete/sustainable development in terms of meaningful, gainful employment. So that youngsters don’t have to migrate to different cities and live in appalling and alienating surroundings.

At personal level I haven’t seen the kind of growth in multistoried (and demolishing of old building) building that has been happening for last 5-6years, it is astonishing. Change is inevitable but when certain places ensconce so many fond memories there is also certain wariness, a pain that cannot really be quantified. There is a sense of loss. Mind looks out for reference point/ familiarity, which is what memories provides this loss breaks that bond.

So where really is your home??

The sage says: Your home is where your mind is.
And what happens when the mind start to loose, the links…?
The answer:….(silence)
Aha !!!. Now I get it. Did you hear that snap of fingers?!!.

Alternative scene (practical): Game of chess (apologies to Ingmar Bergman!!. He was brilliant wasn’t he??)

Asks Death: what’s your next move
Human: (doesn’t answer, is wistful, not apprehensive)
Death: You know you can’t win this game.
Human: (finally he can smile)
Death (taken aback): That is unfair you know the end (screams and vanishes)

Human triumphs !!.

An attempt on Religion, Art and Abstraction

Secularism is an important understanding. This blogger is a great admirer of Indian understanding of secularism that is each religion is a way of understanding and reaching God. I am quite a skeptic of western secularism which tends to draw a line between faith and everything else, reducing religion to isolation or ridiculed into irrational or superstition. It is not at all surprising since in West religion has had history of atrocities on secular activities- the ‘dark ages’ wherein anything that contradicted the religion were prosecuted. Since religion in West did intrude/contradicted the secular, the rational, Renaissance (to some extend even Protestants) was a reaction, an outburst for individuality, an attempt to claim public space, assertion of freedom of expression. Secularism therefore was an attempt to keep religion away from public space. Further as a reaction it became acceptable to ridicule or lampoon religious symbols taken to extreme in the name of freedom of expression.

This idea or practice of secularism maybe acceptable in West since it follows their narration but to apply that to other societies is flawed. This alien understanding can be a cause of discontent. Of course there definitely are universal elements like on Truth as also criticizing inhuman practices, upholding sacredness of individual rights which can be trampled even by religion that has no reference point to west (followers of Hinduism did heinous crimes is on record but the religion as such was open to experimentation on ideas and thinking). The Western understanding of secularism does have some of the positives that need to be cherished.

Freedom of Expression defines civilized society. Every individual should have the right to explore life to his/her potential (here it needs to be pointed out that every individual is creative in their own way and that creativity is not confined to certain occupations, to get precedence). Any hindrance to this is curtailing of human rights. However since we live in society it has to work in context, there is a need to strike balance particularly when it is the question of faith. All faith (crystallized as Religion) works at two level: One is symbols that are holy scriptures, places of worships, images of god/holy figures and so on that are venerated. Second is the level that transcends these, spiritual- to put it in words, where one understands meanings beyond these symbols, have an enlightened encompassing faith and so world view. The intention of all religions and great saints is to take humans to this level of understanding. It is a path, it is a process that is very individual. Even in collective participation the change has to be from within.

However despite these egalitarian intentions of Religion most people find it difficult to take the path, it maybe due to various factors most prominent being getting into the rut of occupations to survive. Therefore except minuscule percentage of people most very strongly associate with symbols and therefore cause of strife if stifled with. Taking the specific instance of painters (artists who seems to have monopoly over creativity!!) since they have been in controversy in recent times it need be stressed that an evolved artist will have an empathic understanding of predicaments of people vis a vis faith. Therefore he/she will respect the images that are revered by common people. Further if the intention is to explore ideas, truth and so on then an evolved artist (necessarily an evolved individual) will be subtle. It will be more abstract involvement. Contrast this with arrogance of our time and the attempt to teach ‘freedom for expression’. The world has become very complicated and artists (as also common people who are artists in their own way!!) needs to understand the context in which they function, it is not limitation but challenge.

What we see now is crasser version with specific aim to be controversial and benefits from spin off. We live in morass of the time with market force influence as also media. Catching the public space by whatever means has become an in all (most artists-painters I know at personal level were scoundrels to say the least, so the egalitarians versions of people associated with art is definitely not true nor are they progenies of renaissance). The media for their own reasons will not explore this but most people are very antagonistic about the way market has encroached into their life. So when it comes to Gods they revere it can go out of hand. As a reaction people have become quite vicious in their response which is manipulated by political party and media. Whatever maybe the reason for difference to call for killing someone for transgression is heinous and cause of worry. Hooligans are nobody to decide and should have no space in civilized world.

Coming to Hindu Gods/Goddesses the pictures have a context and stories (some local some mainstream) which most Hindus are aware of. So it is not open for anyone to work on, you are treading on serious repercussion here. Private involvement with God need remain private, the different depiction they are quoting was not meant for market consumption. There is a stampede going on to make private public, and seen as some kind of achievement, maybe but Gods or religious symbols are not private; it is shared by millions of people at a very intimate level. You are taking things out of context for market which will not be tolerated by most people. Also understand we are living in a world of TRPs and political parties so sometimes minor issue can get exploded. Who gets benefits from these controversies need be studied, secular fundamentalists cannot be ruled out.

If people are worked up too much in their arrogance they can very well start their own religion!!. But the symbols revered by millions of people cannot be vandalized, Danish cartoons are unacceptable. Art is subtler form of life. Freedom for expression is not a license for playing with faith and belief of common people and whatever little they have left to revere (one need to understand their insecurities and predicaments in life). This blogger request the Government to have stricter laws in matter of religious symbols/ holy texts of all religion like the one associated with nation state- flag and so on. Western narrations cannot work in this part of the world nor their understanding of secularism that some have got tutored having spent most time in that part of the world and now want to teach us, the arrogance is astounding. It is not about morality but contemporary need. It is not about freezing life but exploring its intricacies and challenges. Evolving is about abstraction and not borrowing images revered by millions as part of faith, soul. Maybe when everyone is enlightened then significance of symbols/God will be understood. Also maybe then there will be realization that life is more abstract; there is less to explore in religious symbols. People have much serious problems that need to be addressed. Mischief is win-win for certain section but for common people it is another burden they can do without.
Post script: I came across these lines in The Kite Runner ‘When you tell a lie, you steal someone’s right to truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness’. How could anyone ever miss a book that has such incredible lines?

Why we should read ‘The Islamist’, and some personal recollections

‘The Islamist’ is a path breaking book in many ways. It is one of those rare books that have become generic reference to Islamic fundamentalism: Islamist is now a reference to far right in Islam. ‘The Islamist’ is a candid insight into contemporary mindset that breeds fundamentalism, in specific reference to follies of Britain that unfortunately impacts the world- more to this subcontinent because of embryonic ties of the elite. It is an autobiographical journey of young man Ed Husain (Ed since he found in his journey to understand Islam- in Damascus, that Mohammad ‘was an honored name reserved to Prophet, and not to be used in vain’), he traveled right through slush of fundamentalism and radicalism into world of enlightenment and understanding. It is compelling story, a life worth knowing. Each word he writes exudes his experience, his search that I find so very riveting. To some extend it is a study on contemporary world, although richer societies but it rings in here too. Further it is beyond proof that Britain is a breeding ground radical elements, a launch pad. The humane concern of ‘The Islamist’ is what transcends boundaries.

There are many things he writes that I also identify with strongly (as most of you will). Although I had not much to do with far right but in college had brush with Communism (peripheral level at JNU) . There is no difference between ideology based organized groups whether Religion or Marxism initiated, that uproot from sorroundings. So I do identify the initial fervor Ed experienced as ‘brother’ (replace that with ‘comrade’ or sagav). To escape ragging in first year of college I started to hang around with ‘comrades’ whom nobody touched. The very first month I was locked up in toilet –in the lodge next to the college since most first years don’t get hostels, and asked to draw the top view, side view of the closet…which they found to be appropriate dimensions after few hours, this ‘mild’ form of ragging took serious abuse to some whom I knew so I immediately took refuge under comrades who had a very strong presence in the college, many stayed nearby. I started to drop into their meetings and listen to discussions; they discussed ‘imperialistic forces’ to policies of state government- grand thoughts, in Malayalam it sounded grander!! Unlike Ed I thankfully didn’t submerge into these groups. I had other circles wherein we went to kovalam and other beaches and did lots of crap still not clear whether good or bad but I had a yen for foreigners those days (‘hey saippu where you from?!!”). Comrades were quite serious and focused people. They did serious planning like thinking up the slogans, going to the college at night and pasting posters that I also took part few times. At one level I found them quite admirable beyond a point very boring!!. Those days college atmosphere had become quite tense due to fight between parties very much supported by outside elements the main being SFI (the student group of Left) and ABVP (the hindu wing). There were night attacks on hostels with knifes, reported quite prominently in news papers even the CM that time E.K. Nayanar visited our Hostel (I liked that man very much, he had great sense of humor) and asked for calm. We like minded students I recall went around the college with guitars and so on singing Lennon’s ‘all we are saying give peace a chance’!!!. Never heard that song before but took liking to it immediately (Lijo-I recall, who headed the band considered himself a ‘born again’. Most ‘born again’ compulsorily had guitars!!). My association with comrades came to an abrupt end when they broke and stamped the image of Goddess Saraswathi that ABVP had put for some function. Saraswathi is Goddess I favored and prayed since childhood (half an hour daily in the evening), albeit I rebelled out as a teenager and rarely went to temple except on some auspicious days but treating Goddess you have somewhere in mind with such appalling manner can hurt deeply. Hence forth I had nothing to do with comrades (Hanish Mohammad though was an exception, nice guy he was and I did vote for him for college chairperson, he now is a senior bureaucrat is heartening). I agree with Ed when he uses the word ‘secular fundamentalists’, these people can be very damaging, they live out of religion fundamentalism, they get their identity from these so in certain way keep radical elements alive by instigations and hyperbolic reactions. Market forces have emboldened them recently.

I also identify with Ed’s revelation through Sufi in particular Rumi. Rumi (Sufism) at one time I read everything about. He was amazing. There is an unfortunate incident that I would like to relate here. Iranian cultural centre had organized a talk on Rumi for which I went with lots of expectation and excitement. Everything went fine till one Indian muslim (fundamentalist to core) objected to the translation of a verse wherein ‘guru’ was used. He said that was Hindu word, the Iranian tried to explain that it is as good as English and we need to get to the essence of the word and verse but the Indian was adamant and stalled the event for sometime, I left very disheartened. Rumi is beyond all this crap.

Amartya Sen’s writing on ‘more to identity than religion’ Ed experiences in Syria. At one stage he is exasperated “….. such questions of ‘origin’ infuriated me. I would argue that the millions of Syrians from coastal regions crossing into Lebanon could not possibly claim to be ‘Arab’. They were a conquered people. If they could become Arab by virtue of speaking Arabic, rejecting their Phoenician heritage, and accepting islam, then I was British by virtue of birth, upbringing…..” . Later there is a reference to ‘Turkish occupation of Syria’ which Syria resents even today.

I always used to wonder on British giving asylum to known terrorists in 1980s and 1990s, my conclusion was ‘arrogance and chickens came home to roost’ but Ed enlightens through one Bernie “…allowing Omar to stay in Britain will give them a good start, a diplomatic advantage, when they have to deal with Islamic state. Having Omar serves them well in future. M15 know exactly what we are doing, what we are about, and they have given green signal to operate in Britain”. Now that is interesting!!. I never underestimated deviousness of British elite, it is about packaging as 'multiculture'/'freedom of expression'!!

‘The Islamist’ is an important book of the time in which we live. It is a strongly suggested book, this blogger hopes it will be translated in as many languages as possible. Ed’s life need to be read. Albeit I am not much of a British admirer nor I agree with lines like ‘Saddam Hussein effectively invited the US army to invade Iraq by playing cat-and-mouse games with UN arms inspectors”. Despite these small differences this book is a book of hope and sanity in an increasingly radicalizing world.

The Kite Runner of Khaled Hossieni is another book I read recently (The fact that both these books are from Islamic world is quite a coincidence and not an attempt on ‘secularism’!!. Don’t make me cringe!!). The Kite Runner is a quite a warm story written in first person on the events in Afghanistan. The demise of Afghan society is narrated in all its poignancy. I rather enjoyed reading about kites, kids running to catch fallen kites hence the name of the book ‘kite runner’. The story too ends with flying kites in USA and hopes for a new beginning. It is a good book, I don’t like nitpicking but how will a kid who has all his life lived in most depraved condition in Taliban Afghanistan know about usage of napkins in the first few instance!! “…some of it dripped from the corner of my lips. Sohrab handed me a napkin and watch me dab at my lips…”(page 280). I am pointing out since as a reader it was jarring out- western sensibilities, not a big deal though and I could be wrong!.

The Kite Runner is a great book I liked it very much, although the reason I bought was the cover -the kid and the title. It reminded me of my childhood (I even had that type of T shirt and white PT shoes, just about that age!!). In Jaipur kite flying was one big event. For three years I was really really into kite flying while schooling in Jaipur. Makker Sankranthi is the day to be in jaipur. They even had lamp kites for night!!. We used to call our principal in school ‘chand dhara’ which was name of a kite, the fellow was bald and nasty!!(name of kite varied according to design). Running for katti pathang was another major occupation. Many of language usage in here centered around kite flying like if somebody said something you don’t believe then we say ‘deel deel’ and make action of charkha in hand and so on. I was reminded of words that I had long past lost (some similar to afghani): dori, manja, kanni….and most importantly the excitement of woh katiya hai….the anthem, the unparalleled victory song!!. Three years in Jaipur was like a dream for any kid.

The Kite Runner I would strongly recommend. I bought it from the pavement for 50Rs and I suggest you too.

Gentlemen’s fate !!

There is a thing about fate the more you keep it precious intriguing it gets. Intriguing for people who have no say. Matter of opinion for people who decide. In case of gentlemen’s game it is about bad decisions. It is about batsman looking up at the sky and cursing his fate, commentators sharing his predicament albeit between shrieks. And then the world is back to normal.

Umpiring in cricket has been questioned, the technological innovations have shown many a time that umpires have erred but then fate has something else to say on these worldly matters. The excitement of succumbing to fate has its own charm in gentleman’s game. The predominance of right decision over umpire’s folly will give away the fun. It is also about great burden of tradition that some are meant to carry at whatever the cost.

People watch cricket to see the best side win, the best player perform, umpires are just the facilitators. They have absolutely no other role to play. The rightness of the decision is what matter and not the idiosyncrasies of the man who happens to arbitrate. If the technological innovation has helped in reaching right decision then that is what matters. It seems in gentlemen’s game an umpire epitomizes qualities of gentleman meaning the British understanding of rightness (which our very own Gandhi took some pride!). The umpires it seems are ordained to carry this British rightness till the redemption day, players live a cursed life in this world view, audience get better understanding on destiny while the commentators can add factors like ‘umpire’s decision’ to ‘pitch behavior’ in their dreary life.

Britishers, as usual were never really right. They created rightness in what was wrong like following rules while colonizing a country and exploiting people, like recently attacking a sovereign nation flaunting all known international rules and norms and still claiming right. The weight of carrying the right at the expense of wrong is the tradition the umpires in cricket field bear, what better setting than Lords!!. So Sachin Tendulkar can now pay obeisance at Tirupathi and appease God in his favor, after all it sure is bad luck to be at the receiving end of wrong decisions more than many occasion in recent past. The fault obviously is with God. God now have to match wits with umpires. The britishness of things!!. Recently though Coconuts have taken over to carry the burden. The rules for rules sake, the rules for us to have control.

Umpires are about power, the authority to decide, the finality of things. As carrier of British rightness they are symbol of supreme that cannot be questioned even if it is a blatant mistake, nothing can predominate their verdict, it goes to eternity, etched in time. God has but to accept!!. It is about ‘you may be good player or bowler but you cannot defeat the fate’. The charm of ‘make or break’ held by least of talented is what history is all about, and struggle against gives charm of a good story. Any takers!!

Is Nuclear Energy the Energy of the future?

Einstein’s equation E= mc2 changed the way we understand Energy. A small mass could produce immense energy since it is multiplied by square of speed of light (which is 3x10^8m/s square and that is whooping 9x10^12m/s!!). Now that is huge amount of energy, the destructive power of which was demonstrated in Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Children are taught in school about controlled chain reaction, that is, channelising this fission energy for beneficial purpose. There is huge energy to tap. Many nuclear reactors are constructed around the world for this purpose.

When other source of energy are depleting, nuclear energy looks like a hope. The capacity of Non conventional energy or renewable source like the wind or solar or geothermal seems to be very limited at this stage although they remain the most environment friendly. The need for reducing green house gases has led to attempts in decarbonising energy source. It is clear that nuclear energy will not fulfill all the energy need of the future but it will significantly supplement. This blogger will advocate nuclear energy provided three conditions are fulfilled.

One is the key issue of safety and disposal of waste
This line I came across in the Net expresses the predicament regarding radioactive nuclear waste. ‘The stuff we are dealing with can’t go away until it decays. You can containerize it, solidify it, immobilize it and move it, but you can’t make it go away’ (James D. Werner, Scientific American, May 1996). Typically, a large nuclear power plant of generating capacity of 1000 MW electricity produces ‘around 27 tonnes of high-level radioactive waste (HLW), 310 tonnes of intermediate-level and 460 tonnes of low level radioactive waste. The amount of HLW worldwide is estimated to be currently increasing by about 12,000 metric tons every year. The level of radioactivity and half-lives of radioactive isotopes in low-level waste are relatively small. Storing the waste for a period of 10 to 50 years will allow most of the radioactive isotopes in low-level waste to decay, at which point the waste can be disposed of as normal refuse. Most of the radioactive isotopes in high-level waste emit large amounts of radiation and have extremely long half-lives (some longer than 100,000 years), creating long time-periods before the waste will settle to safe levels of radioactivity.

The International Atomic Energy Agency (IAEA) is promoting acceptance of some basic tenets by all countries for radioactive waste management. These include: (i) securing acceptable level of protection of human health; (ii) provision of an acceptable level of protection of environment; (iii) while envisaging (i) and (ii), assurance of negligible effects beyond national boundaries; (iv) acceptable impact on future generations; and (v) no undue burden on future generations. There are other legal, control, generation, safety and management aspects also. The radioactive waste management approach is to consider the nature of radioactive elements involved in terms of their half-lives and then choose the appropriate method of handling.
1) If the concentrations of radioactive elements are largely short-lived, then one would resort to what is referred to as ‘delay and decay’ approach; that is, to hold on to such a waste for a sufficiently long time that the radioactivity will die in the meanwhile.
2) Second approach is to ‘dilute and disperse’ so that the hazard in the environment is minimized.
3) But when the radioactivity is long-lived, the only approach that is possible is to ‘concentrate and contain’ the activity. In order to carry out concentrating the waste (generally the sludge), chemical precipitation, ion exchange, reverse osmosis and natural or steam evaporation, centrifuging, etc. are resorted to. The resulting solids are highly concentrated in radioactivity.

Triet Nguyen, Department of Nuclear Engineering, University of California, Berkeley, has written in an article ‘High-level Nuclear Waste Disposal’, (1994) that “High-level nuclear waste from both commercial reactors and defence industry presents a difficult problem to the scientific community as well as the public. The solutions to this problem are still debatable, both technically and ethically ... . There are many proposals for disposing high-level nuclear wastes. However the most favoured solution for the disposal of these wastes is isolating radioactive waste from man and biosphere for a period of time such that any possible subsequent release of radionuclides from the waste repository will not result in undue radiation exposure”.

The gist here is although we are aware of the dangers of radioactive wastes but we still don’t have a very safe method of disposal of nuclear waste as also monitoring system for these. Also safety issue within the nuclear reactor is another major concern. Chernobyl was an eye opener and so are many of the places where nuclear reactors are located, it has adverse affect on human population (I saw a documentary on this long time back….by Anant Patwardhan?).

Second is the issue of sharing this source of energy. Why is that only some countries allowed the access to nuclear energy? What is so special about USA or India that it can use this energy while countries like Iran or Sri Lanka is denied? Scientists in particular Einstein did it for the sake of humanity, meaning it should not have any geographical limitations. It will be in the interest of international community if these installations are under control of international agencies like IAEA or UN.

Third is the most significant one and that is there should be a standard formulated to distinguish peaceful use of nuclear energy from military. Military use of nuclear technology that is Bomb making should be outlawed (cartoon taken from Net). Nuclear bombs are not only anti human it is against the very survival of life. Nobody can win a nuclear war. And so the nuclear arsenals in USA or Britain should be decommissioned and dismantled or transferred to UNSC for ‘minimum deterrence’ from any rogue nation. (Since USA dependents on world market to sell its product the countries could take measures to hurt US economy, the crux is that countries stockpiling nuclear weapons should be dealt at the societal and individual level internationally). If this is not done then every country in the world has sovereign right to defend itself, democratic Iran in specific. The Iran issue also has to do with religion. The reason why American administration is so vehemently protesting is because Iran is a Muslim country. The far Right in USA (that control the Bush & Co.) doesn’t want Iran to get the bomb for this very reason (I happen to watch Christiana Amanpour’s God’s Warrior in CNN recently. It is a must watch). A pastor even advocated attacking Iran to prevent it from making nuclear bombs!!. It is shocking how the product of Science and Technology (which they don’t believe in et al evolution) should be the reason for superiority claim. Also the paradox of claim of peace by the religion and WMDs in the backyard!!. The duplicity is astounding!!.

The nuclear deal of US with India if it contains provisions on Military use should be rejected. The political parties protest doesn’t seem to be on these lines. Sitaram Yechury (comrade who loves camera and studios) was quoted saying deal would take away ‘sovereign right to nuclear test’. Such an appalling statement.

Clearly society cannot solely depend on thermal or hydroelectric means for energy; the environmental ramification is significant, further it may not be able to provide for exponential energy demands. The need for ‘decarbonisation’ also put pressure on energy requirement. It is clear that nuclear energy will significantly contribute to needs in future, risks are however high unless the above mentioned factors are taken care. In the meantime countries need to focus on implementing the commitments made in the World Summit in September 2005 to take action to promote clean energy and energy efficiency and conservation, accelerate the development and dissemination of affordable and cleaner energy efficiency and energy conservation technologies, and promote and support greater efforts to develop renewable sources of energy, such as solar, wind and geothermal.

On train, meeting an old man from Hardoi

It may not always be possible to reserve your tickets since most travel is decided on short notice. Even if you do want to reserve the list is too long even in the waiting. This blogger as a policy don’t travel during holidays or festive season it is a logistic disaster, a nightmarish experience. I am really an off season guy!!. It is cheaper and quieter. But shockingly in last few years even off season has become crowded. It seems most people are into traveling anyway. When I least expect a crowd I try to find out the reason they are traveling. In most case it is a sudden decision because of some emergency or some unexpected reasons.

There are many people whom you meet, observe, interact while traveling some leave strong impression. Years back I was traveling from Lucknow to Allahabad a distance of around 6-7 hours, I checked the time table and dropped into the railway station. Surprisingly the platform was as crowded, since there are too many festivals celebrated in this part of the world I thought maybe I had missed some local celebration. Few queries clarified that this is usual, and no it is very much a working day. I couldn’t come in terms with the fact that so many people have some sort of emergency in their life or maybe like me they don’t believe in working!!. Anyway the lesson here was I need to restructure my theory on why people travel?!! To make the matter worse the train was announced to be delayed by half an hour and this they announced every half an hour!!.

The platform was very crowded there was no place to sit. In the mean time the train was further delayed and I started to consider other option like bus. By this time I had also got a place to sit so was reluctant to give up the comfort, very soon the train had arrived-4hours late, and so was the stampede to unreserved compartment, within seconds it was packed to the door. I found myself inside compressed to the side seat. After an hour or so my plight had started to reflect sharply on my face. A man looked up and said he was getting down at the next stop so I better stand next to his seat and so after another hour or so I managed to get few inches. Tired I drowsed, I was awakened by a sharp cry from my lap, I found a kid who was as startled as I was, on my lap, very soon he was dislodged and plucked by hands, it was another station and another swamp of people and noises. It was then I first noticed him, he was an ancient looking man (must be atleast 75, I guessed), wrinkled, lean, carrying a crumpled dirty cloth bag in his one hand, while the other clutching a seat. He did not respond to any of the commotions around and held onto his grip. A stoic grim struggle, it seemed the frail man was used to. Premchand had got his characters from these surrounding was it not??. I couldn’t help asking myself these (those days I dreamt of writing one great story, recently though it is waning, age catching up?. And so looked at people as characters!!, Arrogant me). Looking at him you could easily be transported to small dusty villages of north India that haven’t changed much in centuries. Soon I was in my own ethical struggle….well I should give him the seat (not exactly seat but few inches of space) shouldn’t I?? It was the struggle between mannerism and comfort, what is wrong and right. I was too tired but his haggard face and presence augmented the discomfort, for a moment in this ethical quandary I wished I could vanish or become invisible so as to escape his eyes which sometimes pierced me. Recently I was reading Iris Murdoch’s The Bell (picked up from a second hand book shop in Jabalpur few months back, I stumbled upon a gold mine of cheap spectacular old books, includes Gunter Grass, Iris Murdoch…ended up buying 20 odd books for 500-600Rs. The bookstall owner was ecstatic as I was but for entirely different reason, he never thought he would ever be able to sell these and some of the books were lying there for more than three decades, he informed. He should be right since the books I bought included Abu’s cartoon-1974 edition, 4Rs!!, also a very strange travelogue published in 1975, Sahib, your pony is ready- Diary of an unusual journey across India, by Johann Rudolf Hug, since I am really into travelogue-frankly I am into anything that fancy my interest, I bought this book, that looked quite rare, but found it to be bit too pretentious, at one level patronized the ‘poor but helpful people’. Jabalpur is strongly suggested for those looking for good old books or magazines). These lines from Murdoch’s book came alive and stared me

Dora stopped listening because a dreadful thought had struck her. She ought to give up her seat. She rejected the thought, but it came back. There was no doubt about it. The elderly lady who was standing looked very frail indeed, and it was only proper that Dora, who was young and healthy should give up her seat to the lady who could seat next to her friend. Dora felt the blood rushing her face. She sat still and considered the matter. There was no point in being hasty. It was possible of course that while clearly admitting that she ought to give up her seat she might nevertheless simply not do so out of pure selfishness. This would in some ways be a better situation than what would have been the case if it had simply not occurred to her at all that she ought to give up her seat. On the other side of the seated lady a man was sitting. He was reading his newspaper and did not seem to be thinking about his duty. Perhaps if Dora waited it would occur to the man to give up his seat to the other lady? Unlikely. Dora examined the other inhabitants of the carriage. None of them looked in the least uneasy. Their faces, if not already buried in books, reflected the selfish glee which had probably been on her own a moment since she watched the crowd in the corridor. There is another aspect to the matter. She had taken the trouble to arrive early, and surely ought to be rewarded for this. Though perhaps the two ladies had arrived as early as they could? There was no knowing. But in any case there was an elementary justice in the first comers having the seats. The old lady would be perfectly all right in the corridor. The corridor was full of old ladies anyway, and no one else seemed to be bothered by this, least of all old ladies themselves! Dora hated pointless sacrifices. She was tired after her recent emotions and deserved a rest. Besides, it would never do to arrive at her destination exhausted. She regarded her state of distress as completely neurotic. She decided not to give up her seat.
She got up and said to the standing lady ‘Do sit down here, please. I am not going very far, and I’d much rather stand anyway.’
‘How very kind of you!’ said the standing lady. ‘Now I can sit next to my friend. I have a seat of my own further down, you know. Perhaps we can exchange seats? Do let me help you to remove your luggage.’
Dora glowed with delight. What is sweeter than the unhoped-for reward for virtuous act?

Iris Murdoch is as perfect a writer can get, she is flawless. She is the kind of writer you should read with a hot cup of chocolate coffee lying next to huge aquarium, fancy that??!!. ..well if you don’t have all these comfort then her writing will transfer you to cozy little world of interesting characters. There culture milieu may be different, geographical setting alien but emotions, predicaments are universal. So there I was somewhere between Lucknow and Allahabad in a crowded train very much identifying with a book written (published in 1958) by someone who may have never been to this part of the world. Astounding!!. So even if you don’t want to give the seat and try to be ‘strong’, you do end up doing entirely opposite!!. Ethical predicaments!!

I though worked out a compromise, after half an hour so when my legs had started to sting against the wooden seat, I offered him the seat and stood next to him. He didn’t smile or show any gratitude. He ensconced into few inches of space as if it was designed for him, he fitted in perfectly, it was as if his body was elastic. After an hour or so I asked him to get up and he got up as immediately as he had sat, no question asked, no smile exchanged. It was as if we were working in the hands of fate, diminishing my act benevolence which I found very irritating. After a station or two the person next to me got up, the old man occupied the seat. We were three people sitting on the seat meant for one, next to the window. His bones jabbed into me, he was all bones with a sheet of skin over it. Finally bored with monotony of things around I ventured to talk, very much apprehensive, since he didn’t seem like a person who would enjoy talking

Aap kahan ja rahe ho chacha? (in here people refer to old men as chacha in public, there is a stress in second cha. I love the Hindi of this region. They are very civilized and respectful-sabyya, in the way they use the language. Hindi finds its best expressions here, particularly old timers of Banaras). And just like the character in Premchand he referred to me as babuji (…I found it amusing if not embarrassing. Here I was twenty-something too much into trash fellow, being referred to as ‘babuji’ by an elderly, poor but dignified man!!). There was resignation in the way he said things. He told that he was going to Banaras and had got in from a place before Lucknow, the name I recall after much thinking as Hardoi. He was traveling alone. What about luggage? He looked at the cloth bag, it had started to tear, he held his hands over it as if he was carrying something precious. It sure was precious; it was his wife’s ashes he was taking to immerse in Ganges (ganga mayyia, as he said). In that crowded train looking at that bag, precariously held by those frail hands a realization struck me: if a single life is so precious, how is that people are ready to kill so many people. Every time there is bomb blasts or riots this thought comes back hunting and the image of that old crumpled man who when I asked:
‘kahan ja rahe ho chacha?’

Said with an effort to smile ‘bahuth dhoor jha rahe hai babuji…..bahuth dhoor….’

So who is above law???

‘National news channels’ are embarrassments many a times. Well it must be the competition, the market demand…and who ever said these forces would lead to ‘value for money’ or refinement??. They sometimes hit rock bottom. Pity these people and their occupation and market constraints (nopes it’s not about censor!!). News is already a serious entertainment, the fun turns into ecstasy when movie actors and actresses are involved. It is a real (very real) reality show and easy excuses for clips from movies, every honchos dream come true. I pity the slaves though (I hope the “journalists” have safeguards as is given to any labour, sometimes this blogger feels they are treated inhumanly by their masters), risking their life to get the ‘bite’, running around with camera, jostling, pushing and finally making that non event into breaking news is quite a task. I sometimes admire the dedication…there is a self congratulatory atmosphere when they first ‘break news’ (such an achievement that one….geez I love it when I know it first, I as a viewer is jumping to watch it first!!). Fun can be nauseating when it extends to tragedies, one scoundrel masquerading as journo was found jubilant that it was ‘our’ channel which brought the Mumbai train blasts first. As the tragedy unfolded he kept reminding the viewers that it was his channel that broke the new, a proud glee to match. Business is important but it has to follow rules and norms like sensitivity. If no rules then it has to be made, self regulation works in egalitarian society and media is definitely not reflection of these.

The ‘breaking news’ now is about an actor going to jail, the black buck killing case. Nobody is above the law is a good thought. One wonders though whether political clout can help people claw above the law. Yes they can and that is precisely why I am writing this. ‘Tiger’ Pataudi (tiger sure…pussy cat story??) was caught red handed some years back with black buck carcass (our man was hurrying for lunch, meat was the ingredient missing, our man went out for some hunting, well that is what we did hundreds of years back, just following the tradition dude…our man is stuck in medieval age is not a coincidence!!). Why is this man not arrested or even tried, this blogger demands to know. Evidences against Pataudi boy are much stronger than Salman Khan. If Salman Khan be prosecuted then what prevents law to take action against Pataudi??. Also take into account the circumstances under which Pataudi was caught indicates that it was not his first outing, he is a habitual offender is clear according to the witnesses as also the kind of preparation he did, even carrying portable fridge!! also note the gut was removed so as to preserve the body. The gun I am told he bought as a gift to his daughter (what kind of family is this!!...they could be ideal case of ‘American dream’!!). The fact that Pataudi enjoys his summer in Lords watching cricket while cases against him are pending is unsettling, don’t know whether he symbolizes ‘secularism’ (the final redemption act. Turd a family friend is also not a coincidence!!). Maybe a change in Government at the centre may see some action…geez that then will be ‘political vendetta’. Don’t we have recipe for all events. It also reffered to as fall back option in formal circle!!

The sad part in this context is unlike Pataudi, Salman Khan doesn’t have political clout…that is also the tragedy of the nation. Law seems to work on political context!!. Some people can do no wrong. Even wrong is right!!.

Post script: One may not like Sanjay Gandhi for his actions during Emergency but I do have admiration for Maneka Gandhi (the unfortunate split in Gandhi family has given space for lickers to effectively position, Pataudi just an example). Maneka Gandhi is very committed lady, it is not a mean achievement to have your name synonymous to ‘protection of animals against atrocities’. When I was in college I thought she was bit too belligerent ….but the kind of manipulations, blatant disregard for animals rights, I have started to identify with her. I also watched the program she anchored long back (decade back in DD) it gave insight into happenings against animals. I though feel vegetarianism is personal choice (I just love sea food!!). Laws on atrocities against animals should be taken seriously, in many European countries they even have agencies to check on how you treat your pets and you could be arrested. Killing endangered species is heinous and should never be pardoned. Pataudi is a criminal who should be arrested as immediately.

Dude its about protecting us!!.

There is a stampede going on to protect us!!. God knows from what. Protection it seems will come from making more bombs. Big protection from bigger bombs. National pride is another spin off. Manmohan Singh wants to protect us. Prakash Karat wants to protect us more. Every leader worth his/her salt wants to protect us (incidentally Americans also strongly believe in protecting its ‘children’ so they also attacked Iraq, incidentally!!). The idea of protecting its citizens (also read children) is quite groovy. It is theory at its best with maximum freedom to kill others. It is about preserving self interest theorized at national level, practiced at party/clan level very much for personal benefit.

There was this man, who was very passionate about nuclear bombs disarmament, then he became Prime Minster then he transformed into hawk. He has no regrets about attacking a sovereign nation, everything for people’s sake, for nations sake, he went on with his characteristic grin (history will judge him he said), then people said enough is enough (even the big Ben has stopped ringing, incidentally), he had to resign. Now he is back to square one and so has become an activist again, this time its global warming, its Palestine problem. Sow what do we learn from this story??. Well nothing!.

If the government of India and the protesting political parties had taken the stand against nuclear bombs it would have made sense. Nuclear bombs are against humanity, it’s not a theory it is reality. I guess some get too habituated in discussion, argument, counter argument, deals, interest, counter interest, this point, that point….they forget that they are talking about safeguarding ‘national interest’ on blatantly unethical premise. In this twisted world it becomes ‘sovereign right’ to conduct nuclear test. What kind of ‘sovereign right’ is this??. All of these leaders may live for 20 to 30 years more, or less (everybody has to die one day is also not a concept!!). They might have protected the nation by creating more scoundrels with twisted world view the fact remains that they have contributed significantly to make this world more fragile and dangerous place to live in. The ‘national interest’ of nations has definitely pushed humanity to extinction.

It is a request of this blogger to all the global tourists to avoid countries that stockpile nuclear bombs. Unethical nations and its agenda can only be countered with concrete steps that hurt their economy. USA, Britain, France, China, Russia, India, Israel, Pakistan…should be boycotted by the people, including its citizens at all forums. If millions of tourists coming to India take a vow that they will not visit any country that stocks nuclear bombs, then it will have significant affect on this nation’s economy. If people around the world avoid Indian products and prefer Sri Lankan or Bangladeshi product (if the quality difference is minimal) it will straighten this rogue behavior (some morons also think it as super power right!!. Since when was US of A a model to idealize?).

It is important to make ‘anti nuclear bomb’ idea fashionable to youngsters. Youngsters should know that behind this charade of bickering politicians- for the nation they want to protect, rhetoric, these scoundrels are anti life, anti human, anti peace, anti hope, anti dream, anti future…..

(children around the world praying for sanity, against Nuclear bombs. So does an old lady in Japan....for them Sovereignty is not theory, Bombs are not for peace) photos taken from Net

The new Vice President and some recollections

I have had absolutely no idea about Mr. Hamid Ansari before he was elected as the Vice President, my ignorance. He being the Chairperson of National Commission of Minority is what I associate with. Long back (I guess 1997-8) I had the opportunity to interview Tahir Mahmood the Chairperson of NCM at that time. I was ecstatic and not to be caught on the wrong foot I spend few weeks in preparing for the interview, asking intelligent and insightful questions is as difficult. Even now more than the interviewed I do focus more on what are the questions asked and why!!!.

I wouldn’t have classified myself as journalist but yes they did, and it was entirely new ‘occupation’ for me!!. The tag of ‘media’ can be quite heady. Tahir Mahmood I recall was laconic with permanent grave expression etched on his face. Even when I cracked, what I thought was a good joke, his response was studied, just a shade of amusement (geez was I disappointed!!). Well I guess in retrospect it was good antidote for my excited self, those days I did cross those lines frequently!.

NCM is not a constitutional body but it has specific function of safeguarding the minorities- religion and linguistic. One had to however know the provisions for minorities in the Constitution, the reference point. Therefore I spend lots of time in Central Sectariat library, it is a multistory building with well stocked books (they had amazing colorful books on aquarium fishes) as also rare documents but unfortunately the staffs were not much inclined on books (they even forgot to properly cover the books when the building was being whitewashed!!. Also they were not much bothered about readers and so had to listen to chunnu munnu’s mummy’s latest. This library also became my favorite haunt later to escape summer heat, ended reading up stuff I never thought I ever would!!). During that time ‘conversions’ was becoming something of a discussion point because of various happenings. It was while I was going through these that I came to know about the discussions that preceded adoption of each Article of the Constitution. Like for instance the word ‘profess, practice and propagate’ (of Article 25) was discussed in great detail, each word dissected and put into context and significance. It was an amazing experience and as one goes through these debates in Constituent Assembly you could easily get transported to those ambitious exciting days of a nascent nation.

And what about the interview with Mr.Mahmood??

Well I don’t know whether it was published or not since I had quit by then. So that was my short stint as a journo!!. Another job, another day!!

It happens only in India

You detain a person for almost ten years and then pass a verdict of his innocence!!. In the mean time take high moral grounds in international forums. This can happen only in India. And this is precisely what happened in the case of Abdul Nasser Madhani. It is shocking and more shameful is the silence surrounding these. This is a very serious indictment of Indian Judiciary, and influence of vested interests on law machinery. Madhani is a political leader with significant following, not necessarily communal (frankly this blogger is scared of so called ‘secular’ people. They are more damaging!!). Further he need be understood from the context of his background as religious preacher. I happened to listen to part of his speech in early 1990s (quite accidentally, I was stuck in a traffic jam in Thiruvanthapuram and had decided to walk), he was fiery and intimidating. I found it puzzling and disgusting. But then later I came to hear much worse from others (read right wing Hindus. However I still believe babri masjid- an unused mosque, demolition has much less significance to most people unlike what ‘secularists’ or right elements in islam and hindus want to believe to stoke passion and hence make a living) who have since become national leaders as also irritants going in the name of ‘secularism’. All equally obnoxious and appalling. Madhani in the mean time was misused by political parties and entrenched power groups for their own motives; I won’t be surprised if the same were active in his detention. One sincerely hopes he be wary of ‘secular’ trap of scoundrels in Left (to quote him ‘vikaarthil pravarthikunekayi nallaya vicharichu pravarthikunethu’. He surely has learned his lessons on political survival in Gods own country!!). He was freed because he was innocent and not because of any political reasons. One hopes he will be able to provide some respite for people in Kerala from the two party swindling that has been taking place for sometime now, if not third front a significant pressure group.

Mr. Madhani has changed, matured significantly in all these years. Now I find him a very normal and still quite passionate man, at personal level I also find him quite likable and trustworthy. He still is an amazing orator. How will the State or society compensate his years of detention is something this blogger would like to know (or demands to know)?. Who is responsible for this blatant injustice?

Celebrating two years of blogging!!!!

Technology is incredible. It does provide so many opportunities, one never could imagine few years back. I started blogging July 2005 (12th to be precise) with a poem, it was a tentative attempt but has flourished since. I also have few other blogs, some connected with this one while others I open with different id. Calculating the number of posting in this blog and connected blogs (like depalans.blogspot.com and sdepalan.blogspot.com….trashing Turd not included. Turd is insignificant!!) comes to more than 200 odd postings. That is about 8 postings per month which is almost two postings a week. Not bad!!!.

Blogging is great fun. I don’t really do it with much intention except may be to get involved with few things around. It is about things one comes across. The other day I was watching ‘Tarkovsky’s home’ in my DVD. I came across these lines

“…let them all believe
let them laugh at their passions
because what they call passion is not some spiritual energy
but just a friction between the soul and the outer world
and firstly,
let them believe in themselves…”

One would not know whether it is ‘just a friction’ but some things around does make it inevitable, to respond. I really don’t consider myself much passionate but yes always had this great desire to explore spirituality, in my mid twenties. Tarkovsky is right about ‘believe’ in oneself. This blogger argues that this is what it seems lacking in most people in public life, effective positioning, extolled by popular media. The commerce has finally found cause. Cause is now tax saver!!. Cause is now awards and perks. The reason why we see these mutually contradictory mindsets thriving in an individual (extended to society) is for the stampede to gain, ethics is the prime liability. So issues get juxtaposed to marketability. Like for instance the reason why AIDS issue (thank god the figures have gone down!) has attracted so much attention has less to do with the disease or the real issue. These self appointed conscience keepers squatting Media-TV studios and other public space (I really don’t have much against politicians, they are elected representatives) have no reference point except maybe personal gain or get acceptance of West and thus cling on. This lack of ‘believe’ system according to this blogger, is where the threat is, since they can stoop to any level for even small gains. Market has a significant role but it shouldn’t be allowed to define all that is sacred to us. This blogger had always maintained that the business of Business is Business (the Government cannot ‘request’ business community, either you make laws or keep shut), charity within the ambit of Business is a cynical attempt on Brand building and should be taxed.

I don’t take blogging seriously, it is quite exciting though. The very idea of easy access to public space is astounding. Technology undoubtedly has been a great source of democratizing, at a level it is liberating. I wouldn’t have spend so much time in Delhi if I knew about blogging!!. I take Internet seriously and spend two odd hours a day exploring interesting sites and writings (and videos), its immense, its amazing.

I am very keen on v-blogging, it is amazing if you could post video with the text. Although photography has incredible possibilities this blogger took it up very recently, just around 7-8 years back, previously I never thought about ‘capturing’ space. I still try not to think about camera much when traveling, it’s interference. I find digital camera quite an interesting invention; you actually can see the result instantly unlike reel camera wherein you have to wait for the film to get over. Amazing I tell you. I recall instant camera when I was kid (later I came to know it is referred to as Polaroid), someone known had come back from ‘persia’ (it is a big event) and showed me this amazing camera, you click and the photo slide down, a minute or two the photos emerge. That technology, against all expectation, didn’t catch up with public…wonder why?.

We had a typewriter at home, I never thought the keyboard could ever be used (I practiced it as a career option when I was in school, most people whom I knew at that time started their career as stenos!! Incidentally I also learned short hand for few months during school summer vacation, in kerala, ‘job security’ was the fuelling factor for these initiations. My summer vacation repertoire (??!!) also includes working in vehicle mechanics workshop assisting repairing car/scooter repair, hated it) till the computer came along. Internet is the best thing to happen and blogging excellent outcome. It is overwhelming. Technology is God.

Blogging is the opportunity I ever could have, the more you think about its possibilities more exciting it is. I sure will be blogging for a very long time to come and keep refining/upgrading in whatever way possible.

Crossing the Blue lines: A tribute to buses!!

The recent spate of killings by blue line buses in delhi and the preoccupation of these by ‘national’ channels, took me back to my tryst with these monsters and yes death. (The news on the day I landed in delhi was about a school boy crushed by blue line, a news paper carried the explicit image of the boy, it made me sick and very apprehensive, this was I guess 1995. I went to delhi in later part of 1995 (if I recall rightly) and stayed in single room flat in Regairpura, next to a horse stable!!. Within a month got sick-probably being exposed to cold climate after a long time, and returned, after a year I was back, this time vowing not to quit!!). I had so many close calls with death from buses (particularly in delhi) that I have lost count. It has become so common that I now shrug ‘geez that could have killed me’. But I do recall the very first week I was in delhi and was going to Cannought place and the bus took the turn to minto road, someone said get down here, not being sure of the place and very confused I jumped and slipped right in front of oncoming bus, it was a miracle that I survived, few inches. For a moment I was the object of craning faces from all vehicles in vicinity, and yes some abuse words (marega behnchodh- which has only a ritual significance in delhi). At that time I was not very comfortable in Hindi- not used it for almost a decade, so in crisis situation translating from Malayalam to Hindi in the mind consumed precious moments, ended up in very awkward situations (after an year or two I had mastered even the delhi accent!!). This is precisely what happened once during the same period, the bus was moving from daula kua to karol bagh, it is a isolated route with no stopping. It was very crowded bus and I was hanging out and the grip started to pain by the time I realized in the duress that it is ‘roko bhaiyya’, I had started to slip surely I would be seriously injured so I screamed and people thought something had happened so they also screamed and the vehicle stopped!!. Quite an experience that one.

Many a accidents are not because of the drivers fault, the people themselves are to be blamed. Many times I cheated death and I knew I had committed the mistake; somewhere the concept of mistake itself gets blurred, since they don’t stop or you look for convenience and jump. Incidentally jumping from moving bus has its own special thrill, the reason why this blogger hates closed door buses like say in Bangalore. There are some novice who sometimes try going against the motion of the bus (I don’t call them stupid but ignorant), that is when the chela shout with utmost pleasure ‘behnchodh bihari’. Ustad also joins in with a wink (they have no liking for biharis, so much so it is an abuse word). Before jumping I used to shout ‘ustad break lag dhio jara’ of course this has absolutely no effect on him, but he is aware that I am jumping, a signal, with a futile attempt at touching his softer side, he may glance at you and you go with an obsequious best ‘laga de yaar’. If it works he will slow down. It is sometimes the passenger who instigate. Further these drivers work under tremendous pressure. That doesn’t mean they aren’t reckless many of them are serious maniacs. Once I was traveling at night during winter, a drunkard thought it was his day under the sun and so started talking crap he shifted his attention to a Sardarji and next few minutes started praising Sikhs in general and so on. I moved next to the driver, very soon I realized that he was driving quite recklessly almost running over a couple on the scooter. People seem to have had enough with the drunkard and one could hear shouts from rear. It was then that the driver came out with his masterpiece “behchodh piya hai tho pait meh rakh, mujko dekh koi batha sakhtha hai ki quarter pee ke baitha hoon!!!!”. I immediately got down at the next stop.

If speed alone is the criteria then the Pvt bus drivers in ernakulam-cochin are the most dangerous in the country and I say it with lot of authority as an experienced passenger having traveled in buses in most cities in India. The Pvt short route buses in kerala though are very clean and a pleasure to travel with well mannered conductors. In TN though the experience of traveling in Pvt bus can be horrendous since they believe in ‘blasting music’ the louder the better it seems. I once told to reduce and the man smiled as if I was attempting to humor!!. The buses in Hindi heartland is entirely different experience, here the first surprise is ‘ok this bus can start, ok it has started lets see if it can move, ok it is moving now lets see if it can run…surprise surprise!!’. Don’t be amused if you have animals or poultry as co passenger. The buses in deccan region are slightly better. The buses in Kolkota are relic with wooden seats. Very few cities though have fleet of double decker buses except maybe Mumbai. Trivandrum had two and I made it a point to travel in them while in college, it feels great to be at the top front seat, you get a different perspective of traffic.

Traveling in buses can have many lighter moments like for instance there was this obese lady who was complaining about being squeezed while trying to get out in a very crowded bus. She shouted at a man, he retorted ‘aap motti hai tho hamari galthi hai kya!!’.