Monday, March 29, 2010

To be or not to be good:

Well, I don’t know how many of you read my 1st blog “A Beginners guide to Mumbai or Bombay (if you dare). Going by the various inconsistent widgets and gadgets I have painstakingly gathered and pasted in my blog, traffic to my blog could vary from 47 to 35 (at the time of posting this blog). I don’t know why the Aussies don’t show up in my flag counter, but the world map indicates that 6 of them read my blog. Anyway all that is beside the point. I had mentioned almost in jest (in my earlier blog, referred to above) that you should not be foolish to offer your seat to old and pregnant women on the local train (If you are interested please see Rule No 3 under the sub heading “Local” Rules-Blog dated March 9th 2010).

Today I was travelling as usual by the local Mumbai train when this old lady boarded the train. I debated for a while to myself whether I needed to offer my seat. A couple of stations passed by. I was still debating and feeling awfully guilty. But considering that the train was over crowded (to say the least), I was tired, and I still had 45 mins of travel left, I was not in the least inclined to be good. I thought back to my childhood and wondered if it had been my parents or my teachers who had taught me to offer my seat to the elderly. Well I could not recollect… however I was sure that, the thought had not originated from me. Now would it make me a better person if I did offer my seat in spite of my own discomfort..that was the thought that kept me going for a few more stations. Finally (conveniently) two stops ahead of my destination, I decided that the old lady was finding it more and more difficult to balance herself and did the only fair and decent thing any human being should do.

Did I mention that all the other passenger (in that particular enclosure) were either pretending to be asleep or averting their eyes. But does that justify my action? or inaction ? Guilt does not make good company.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Dial 1098

Front page news in the ‘Times of India’ today was the repeated rape of a twelve (12) year old girl by eight (8) of her neighbours and her cousin over the period of the last year and a half. For the first time in years my prayer today was for the well being of that little girl and not the usual selfish little requests. I have ranted and raved on many an occasion about all kinds of atrocities in the confines of my home and not really bothered to do much. If this is a medium where people can be heard, let me just make an appeal to YOU out there. Please let us stop being such an outwardly prim and upright society. We allow perversions like this in this country, and take a moral high ground about our values and make much about our so holy and supposedly superior culture. What a bunch of hypocrites we are. Is this not a result of the repressed atmosphere we have around us. Young men and woman are admonished if they step outside the bounds of propriety, but lift the veil and you just have to wonder how many lies lie beneath. Young people should question what they are told and start thinking for themselves. Let’s not follow rules that have been set by generations that have lived under the cover of false morality. Let’s adopt a more progressive approach.

Some useful information: I am told that there is a well advertised helpline out there for child welfare. Dial 1098. It’s a toll free children's phone emergency outreach service for children in need of care and protection. I am ashamed to say that I was not aware of this facility until today. Please do inform your friends and family. For more information please visit the following link: ‘http://www.childlineindia.org.in/’.

Friday, March 19, 2010

lawyer speak

Hey? Any lawyers’ out there? Or are you all busy making some nonsensical argument about a non issue ad nauseam. Unfortunately I am one myself, not the litigation variety but the transaction kind. We transaction lawyers also sit at conference rooms a large part of our working day arguing issues that may or may not be ultimately relevant or helpful to the client. (I am just using “we” to show solidarity with my creed-but luckily I can confirm that my verbal diarrhea is limited to this page and my soon to be deaf husband). Why we do it, is anybody’s guess:
 we’re charging by the hour
 we like sounding knowledgeable
 we need to make our clients believe that we know what we are speaking about
 or we can confuse everybody and nobody is any the wiser
What with the experienced corporate honcho (considering India is out there making all kinds of acquisitions globally), and the highly recommended and even more highly paid advisors joining in the din, we have a room full of people strategizing, how best to score a point, when real issues are lost in the midst of the cacophony.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Christian Graniou - Watercolor

some videsifunda
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Which is the bigger evil?

I have to pass a toll on my way home everyday. Not surprisingly the toll collector (s) is your typical Indian corrupt individual(s) always trying to make a fast buck. What that entails, in this instance is that he conveniently forgets to issue a toll receipt. I am however Ms Smarty Pants and I never allow that to happen. I wait at the toll and insist on a receipt. I am not going to let anybody profit when I have to shell out money everyday just to get home.

But recently while waiting for my toll receipt as usual, it struck me that if not the toll collector - who would eventually benefit? Did I really believe that the money was going to the government coffers? It was definitely not used to maintain this stretch of road, riddled with potholes and unevenly tarred. Why should the poor toll collector not benefit rather than some corrupt government official higher up the ladder or some corrupt politician.

Which is the bigger evil? Any suggestions?

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

water colour painting-any takers


Yet to really understand the medium. Frustrating to say the least. An amateurish effort (attempted in 2006), but I think I got a couple of things right. Unfortunately I cannot report an improvement.

blocked nose

If you suffer from a chronic blocked nose like me, forget the steamer and nasel spray. Just peal and chop an onion (take your time). Result guaranteed.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

A beginner's guide to Mumbai or Bombay (if you dare)

(Dedicated to all the mumbaikars who can identify and laugh at this portrayal of their daily chaotic life)

RULES

GENERAL RULES

Rule No.1: Never refer to the city as Bombay in public (you never know who is listening).

Rule No.2: Queue up at the BEST bus stop. If it is a small insignificant stop, join the only visible queue or begin one. If you see more than one queue at the larger more crowded stops, pay attention to the bus shelter boards. You have to line up for different buses between the railings separating each queue.

Rule No.3: If you are from the south of the country get used to being referred to as dark and being laughed at if you are unfortunate to speak with a South Indian “accent”, or on the contrary exclamations of surprise if you are fair and accidentally originate from the south.

Rule No.4: If you are in the habit of chewing gutka, pan etc, chew, gather spittle, make an “o” with your lips and blow with gusto at the door (s)/corners of locals, buses, station platforms, lifts and buildings. If you do not fancy this, spit mucous on the roads accompanied by loud snorts (you can do this anywhere in India, just requires practice).

Rule No.5: If you cannot find a public toilet facility, just lift your clothes, bare all and relieve on the railway tracks.

Rule No.6: Please queue up outside the lift, elevator (whatever you choose to call it). Make sure you are in the right queue. Not all lifts service all the floors. There are different lifts for different sets of floors, like say, basement to ground, 1st to the 8, 8th upwards and so on. If you are visiting or working in a commercial or office complex, most likely there is a separate queue for owner’s, directors etc. Do not venture to these queues if you cannot look the part and look down your nose at the liftman.

Rule No 7: If you cannot carry your lunch with you to work, just call for some home cooked food or dubba food (not to be confused with dhaba (s) (littering the highways) or food delivered by the dabbawala’s from your home). If you don’t like the taste or it gets monotonous, just order from a different source every month. Don’t like the idea? Call for some economically priced fare from the nearest zunka bhakar or better still and cheaper and tastier, get a masala sandwich or vada pav if you need to get your daily potato fix.

Rule No.8: Head to the malls for the weekend. All of middleclass Mumbai live at the malls during the weekend. No there is no festival in the offing. It is just the normal rush.

Rule No.9: Don’t waste your money buying expensive clothes, accessories or footwear at the malls. You can pick and choose and get a good bargain at Fashion Street, Colaba Causeway and Linking road in Bandra.

Rule No.10: Long weekends call for special plans. Take off to the hills, Mahabaleshwar, Lonavala, Kandala or Matheran. Or if the weather permits go to the beaches. Madh Island, Alibaug are favourite destinations.

Rule No.11: Cream centre, Rajdhani, New Yorker…let me think. Vegetarians better eat at home.

“LOCAL” RULES

(All references to “local” means a reference to the western or central or harbour line trains plying the length and breadth of Mumbai and its suburbs)

Rule No.1: Absolutely do not make the mistake of forming a queue at the local train station. You will find yourself under the train if you do not move at the speed of lightning. The general rule is to push (hard), elbow fellow passengers with all your might and trample over a few feet if you must.

Rule No.2: Once you have boarded the local, run at your fastest and occupy a preselected seat if available, even if it means that you are playing musical chair everyday and land up sitting on the lap of a fellow passenger. When I say preselected I mean a seat that is not facing the opposite direction of travel, away from the sun, preferably one of the three prime seats as opposed to the fourth and uncomfortable half seat.

Rule No.3: If you are to board a local after 10.30 am. most likely the number of passengers waiting are equal to the number of seats available. All the same, do not hesitate; follow rule number 1 and 2 above. It is a must.

Rule No.4: If you see a not so well dressed passenger heading to the first class compartment or for that matter seated in the first class compartment. Please do not hesitate to tell her or him that she/he is headed the wrong way or seated in the wrong compartment. It is okay to be presumptuous and judgemental.

Rule No.5: If some stranger pokes you and looks askance at you on the local. Please reply or you would be considered rude. Just immediately reveal your destination stop, or you will be the target of some choice words or looks of disapproval.

Rule No.6: Make sure you know the correct exit door to disembark from the local at beforehand and queue up, preferably two stations ahead if the train is crowded. And don’t forget, enquire with the passenger in front if you are indeed standing in the right queue.

Rule No.7: If you are new and unprepared never stand at the entrance of a local, you may find yourself mauled and offloaded.

Rule No 8: No matter how crowded the locals or buses are, please, please always carry your mobile phone, MP3 players or ipod in your hand. And don’t forget to keep a conversation going in between the elbowing and trampling. The general idea is to drop it and then get all and sundry to search for it and then probably shed a tear.

Rule No 9: Carry a book or ipod or make a few friends on the locals to while away the time to your destination which is usually never less than 45 minutes to an hour away. If you are taking a longer ride, consider the option of chopping vegetables, singing with a group, knitting, embroidery, making long marketing calls, studying (if you are a student), reading your case files or drafting/reviewing responses or other transaction documents (if you are a lawyer), or just filling pages with hare ram or hare krishn or what ever is your current religious pastime. You can also read the hanuman chalisa.

Rule No 10: If you are travelling by the local do not wear footwear with heels and ensure you can either buckle of velcro your footwear on, even if it is unfashionable. You may find on many an occasion that you have just left behind your expensive footwear on the platform or under the wheels. Better still carry your good pair in your bag.

Rule No 11: The minute your disembark from the local, do not wait, RUN, get as far away from the entrance as possible. If you delay, chances are that you will be crawling or kneeled or flat.

Rule No 12: Keep that branded or expensive watch at home. Definitely not to be worn on the locals. They don’t last long. Either the strap gets broken or the dial goes missing when you are struggling with fellow passenger to board or alight.

Rule No 13: If you are travelling first class on the locals, keep your sun glasses on. How else can we mumbaikars (even the newly baptised ones) admire the branded, fashionable accessories on display.

Rule No 14: If you are to board the local from an intermediate stop. Board, struggle and push your way in, enquire of all passengers their destinations and reserve yourself a seat.

Rule No 15: If you are bored and need an adrenalin rush. Help is at hand. Just turn around to any fellow passenger at random and poke or jibe or place yourself in an awkward position, so as to block their view or way. You can exchange a few choice gallis in any language till you reach your destination.

Rule No 16: God forbid, if a fish monger or some such unworthy creature dare enter the local, please feel free to teach her a few manners and definitely don’t forget to put her in her place.

Rule No.17: Discuss your love life, neighbour, problems with your maid, your lazy spouse or your problems at work with perfect strangers on the local at the top of your voice. It may relieve stress.

Rule No.18: Take sweets and savouries for your “train friends” on your birthdays and anniversaries. Don’t forget to treat them on your son’s birthday or daughter’s graduation too. Take a few extra for the others sitting in your compartment if need be.

Rule No.19: Form a gang on the local, a girl gang comes in handy (I don’t know if there are guy gangs). You can go for movies together, or the occasional lunch or dinner. But more importantly, your girl gang members will reserve seats on the local for you, allow you to occupy her/their seat(s) if you come running and gasping for breadth at the last moment, take turns to sit, or even hold your bag.

Rule No. 20: Don’t be foolish. Never ever give your seat to an old woman or pregnant woman. There are old women and pregnant women on every local, everyday. After all the trouble you took to ensure you get a seat (like pushing, elbowing, trampling, playing musical chairs etc) you cannot just give your seat away to the elderly or the needy.

Rule No.21: If you are seated on the fourth seat (only because the three beauties seated in the prime three seats took mercy on you), please do not push the passenger seated on the third seat with your elbow or back. And if you are the passenger seated on the third prime seat, please do not push the passenger seated on the fourth seat with your elbow or adjust your posture. You may not like what happens next. Try it next time you travel on the local.

TRIVIA


Trivia No.1: Bhaiyya means a derogatory reference (by mumbaikars) to people from Uttar Pradesh and Bihar. All conversations about infrastructure and cleanliness are interspersed with references to Bhaiyyas and their immense contribution to the upkeep and usage of same.

Trivia No 2: I am not even going to explain who a “madrasi” is.

Trivia No.3: Almost every little novelty item sold on the local trains range between Rs.5 and Rs.10. A immaculate set of sewing needles, a pair of danglers, a jelly rubbery Spiderman, vessel scrub, hair clips, stickers, fancy pencils and erasers, plastic folders, bangles, rings, bindi’s, chains, name it and you can have it.

Trivia No.4: Auto rickshaw drivers will charge you only the meter fare and will return even a rupee given extra.

Trivia No. 5: You can buy shorts, nightdresses, kurta’s, pyjamas, all the items mentioned at trivia no 3, vegetables, snacks, chocolates, cosmetics, sweets, books, magazines, flowers, balloons, toys and every other conceivable knickknack from the vendors on the locals at very reasonable prices.

Trivia No. 6: Most mumbaikars are not aware that the rest of the country (other than a sizeable amount of the population in other metros) live in “independent” houses, not row houses. Some call their row houses bungalows.

Trivia No.7: If you live in South Mumbai, Bandra or Juhu you are the elite.

Trivia No.8: The traffic is the same at 6.00 pm and at midnight. Don’t be confused. Your wristwatch is still working.

Trivia No.9: If you are not concerned about being up to date on the current fashion or bollywood gossip and you just need to spend a couple of hours fruitfully occupied, old magazines (from the previous month), are sold by vendors on the locals for dirt cheap rates.

Trivia No.10: You get 5 bananas for Rs.10 or 6 oranges for Rs. 20 from the vendors on local trains and outside the stations. The prices at the local markets or vegetable stalls are usually double.

Trivia No.11: You can buy an excellent bouquet of dahlias from the road side beggar boy for just Rs.10. They ask for Rs.40, but the trick is not to bargain, just act uninterested. Before your vehicle speeds off from the traffic signal, thrust a ten rupee note from your window and you can have your bouquet. Don’t know why they are so cheap, could be second hand flowers from the five star hotel nearby, or flowers thrown out by the florist the previous day.

Trivia No.12: Cheap pirated paperback editions of all newly published books are available at the traffic signals. Little boys risk life and limb to run between the traffic to sell these books. Don’t be surprised if you are asked for a lift to the next signal and you are told a spiel about needing the money to fund his education (if you appear gullible). You will be soon parting with your hard earned cash against your better judgement, buying yourself a pirated book (against your principles, if you have any) before you know it.

Trivia No. 13: You will meet little beggar boys at traffic signals asking for money to buy a vada pav or samosa as they are hungry. If you have wondered if they eat vada pav’s or samosa’s the whole day. Well you will never know.

Trivia No.14: Take a ride in the Mumbai taxi, day or night. You are sure to get home safe.

Trivia No.15: Chances are that you may meet a long lost friend, from school or college or an ex colleague on the Mumbai local, immaterial of where you schooled, attended college or worked in India.

Trivia No.16: Chat in amchi Mumbai is good. Even at the mall.