Janta Curfew

My journal today.

The day of Janta Curfew called by the PM. A self imposed Curfew is so apt for a democracy. With our country, there is simply no way to predict a likely response to such a call.

I am sure , even absolutely ‘couldn’t careless type’ people must be going through all kinds of thoughts on where the world is heading to.  It is time to record these random thoughts.

The world at large is really at crossroads.

People in the western world, the first world are dying like flies totally helpless against an unseen enemy. When 9/11 happened , US and its allies went berserk and bombed the hell out of who they thought was their enemy. in this case there is nobody to bomb, all the advancements in Science appears woefully inadequate to meet the new threat. It is not that one was not aware of the possibilities of an outbreak of epidemics. One had the confidence in modern science and technology  and the dollars to help overcome the problems. It was the third world that succumbs to epidemics.

Asian and African countries actually seem to be getting along better than American or European countries , at least as of today.

Our own millennials have readily adapted to the western ways and  believe in the ‘scientific’ or economic approach to problems of humankind as against social or spiritual approach. It’s time to pause and think. Is dollars and work efficiency everything? Here we have one problem where you cannot even get out of your house unless every human being on earth is adequately protected. It is not enough to work for individual comfort and dismiss the collateral damage with a  ‘not my problem’  shrug. One really , really has to think of the safety of every human being in every country.

How is India going to deal with this one day curfew ?

Came across a very sensible tweet from Chetan Bhagat .  He  lists a number of activities to spend the day fruitfully rather than complaining of boredom.


Study. Cook. Clean. Talk to family. Call old friends. Watch TV. Surf the net. Exercise at home. Meditate. Sleep. Rest. Eat. Shower. Repair something broken. Rearrange cupboards. Organise your paperwork. Write down your goals. Plenty you can do. 


A wonderful todo list . I can add a few more exciting things to do; “write a journal, review a book, maintain a machine, organize music, get creative; make some cute bags, pouches,wall hangings, posters,book marks….etc etc.”

For a generation that glorifies multitasking, these are time to do many tasks ,one by one ,relishing, savouring every minute , rather than getting caught up in a cycle of mindless multitasking.

Today , I saw a story in TOI, “home cooking is back” really?? When did it leave? to come back now? Nobody told me.

These days  I hear /read on SM the kind of language I come across only in western novels.(happens to someone living in the book -world)
Grab a sandwich, catch the movie …
It gives an idea of a world in which you and everything is perpetually in motion.
Why can’t one pick up a sandwich or watch a movie?
These are times to pause; to stop grabbing and catching stuff ; to consider, reflect ,cook, eat , read, watch , every act be savored. Cooking is not just for eating ; cooking is for cooking and cleaning is for cleaning. Every act be enjoyed for itself rather than as an unavoidable punishment to be compensated by reward later ; like the boring act of cooking compensated by yummy moments of eating!

Nothing sums up this attitude as “work hard , party harder” or “work-life balance”;
as if  if work and life are mutually exclusive.
Why not just work happily, party happily ?

Recently , I learnt of a new term to describe my kind of living, “social distancing”

I have always avoided crowded places; may be that’s why I spend so much time in libraries, some of the least crowded spaces. Have always scrupulously avoided the happy hours (that would actually make me unhappy) , some of the most crowded spaces. The happy hours can be absurdly extended to Bacardi nights or Blenders Pride nights where free liquor flows through the most crowded bars at DSOI, Mhow.

Selfies matter, but backdrop to your selfies matter more

Of late there’s a lot of peer pressure or shall we say ‘virtual peers’ pressure to be at all the happening places.

There are  people  putting up selfies of their successfully and defiantly breaking the curfew.

Exciting times ahead. What kind of selfies are we going to see tomorrow ?? Sure there would be the show of support by banging plates at 5 pm. There would also be some defiance by the show of middle finger from some balconies.

Some liberal Italians did a very enthusiastic show of hug a Chinese , about a month back.. will any liberal do a hug an Italian now , anywhere in the world ??

Some liberals are making a big show of their presence outdoors under the belief that their wealth would keep them safe… Collateral damages are not their concern.

Remains to be seen.

Let’s hope for the best!

Rest after 5 PM.

As it happened , the response from the people at 5 PM was overwhelming, taking even the hard core RW by surprise. There were a few jarring notes too, but that’s ok in a land of billion plus people.

But what marred the whole day was the kind of celebrations that spontaneously broke out  across the country , after the 5 PM show of unity. People simply forgot all about  social distancing and moved on to the streets with dholak and bhangra  as if some Corono World cup has been won ! This country needs not one God but 33 crore gods and goddesses to protect the people at  every nook and corner from idiocy and stupidity .

 

Down the memory lane – II

 

 

Earlier blog on get together at School  in 2011 Read

Having settled down North of Narmada, it is not often that I get to attend functions at Chennai or South of Chennai. And whenever it happens it has always been very special.

As one ages ,one doesn’t really change but just becomes more of what one was , as a child.

At sixty-plus , most of us have retired from active careers and those who are still in service are doing it for fun rather than any compulsion.  With career out of the way and children having left home, this is the small window in  one’s life span when you have the time, money and health  to indulge in attending such social events , wherever, whenever .  No wonder senagers (sixty-plus behaving like teenagers) are the new big consumers today.

I graduated from School in 1975 and there are some classmates I never got to meet in the intervening 40 odd years. Yet when we meet, it feels as if we never parted. Now that our children are in the process of getting married , a wedding becomes an ideal occasion to catch up.

On 7 Feb, Chandramouli’s son got married and on 6th Feb we had a great get together at Nambi’s house. A big , big thanks to Dr AP Nambi.

Ladies too had a great time and probably felt being part of the community as much as the ‘boys’.

Something unique about high school classmates’ reunion  i s that you find guys from all walks of life. During a  gathering of classmates from professional colleges or Military Academies most  conversations ramble on around the profession while with High school types it’s  more like the age of innocence; conversations are unstructured and care free. The event was particularly special as three very senior teacher now in their eighties graced the occasion and one of them even took a class though on general issues  and not on Biology, that was his subject.

Many thanks to Chandramouli , Nambi , all ladies who have been putting up with the overgrown boys and all wonderful people who made it so lively be their sheer presence.

Before signing off , I convey my grateful thanks to my hosts Girija and Baskar,  whose wonderful company we enjoyed for four days at West Mambalam.

(seen here with Selvaraj and Selvavinayagam)

Bhutan the Land of Happiness – On Happiness

Bhutan is a unique country to give importance to Health and Happiness over Money and Development, at least,  that is the official stance. Any write up about Bhutan is not complete without a discussion on Happiness.

It is not that other countries or for that matter  individuals do not want happiness. After all America in particular and the western democracies in general, value Life, Liberty and Pursuit of Happiness to be fundamental rights.

The major difference is that , in the West, money and development of infrastructure are considered absolutely necessary for happiness whereas  Bhutan probably recognizes that , however temporarily, health and happiness cannot be put on hold for the sake of Gross National Product.

Incidentally, as per World Happiness report from UN, Bhutan stands 97th among 156 countries

We’ll look at this anomaly later.

Happiness is an intriguing subject for psychologists and philosophers alike. I don’t claim to be an expert nor am I an expert on Bhutanese culture. After a trip to Bhutan , many questions cropped up in my mind and am just trying to find answers. So, let us have a look at some of the issues before considering if Bhutan indeed is a land of happiness.

 


Some issues to ponder


Presuming that one has gone through all these links , where does Bhutan stand in its progress towards happiness ?

    • Bhutanese culture lays a lot of stress on preservation of culture and  alignment with environment as against the western concept of Equality and Individual Freedom(both these values are contradictory , study of which will require another post by itself) As I understand Bhutanese culture accepts inequality and promotes peace and harmony through cooperation and preservation of nature. This aspect is poignantly explained through the story of Four Friends from Jataka tales.  The picture of Four Friends is found at  many Dzongs, homes and public places. It guides the national policy.
    •  Material comfort is less but essential facilities like good network of roads and reliable Water and  Power supply are provided by the government. Education and Basic Healthcare are free for all citizens and that takes the stress of people to a great extent. One  is not under pressure to amass wealth for children’s education or the health care of elderly.
    •  There is emphasis on self-discipline, healthy life style and spiritual practices which aim to attain a perpetual state of  joy rather than getting trapped in a continuous and relentless chase of sensual pleasures.

The debate will go on as to what would be right approach; to become a buddha finding Nirvana by treating pleasures and pain alike or building up material comforts to minimize pain and fill up every moment of life with pleasure and more pleasure. Bhutan certainly seem to be going the Buddha way.


Why does Bhutan rank so low in happiness index ?

Mostly happiness is evaluated based on certain parameters like life-expectancy, infant mortality, employment opportunities, individual freedom to choose your job or your partner , ownership of material comfort enablers like a house, car, house-hold gadgets and so on.

Many Senagers ( sixty plus with disposal income , looking for adventure and behaving like teenagers) today, who have the money but not the health and wish, that , in their younger years,  they could have focused a little less on money and a little more on health. Then pursuit of happiness would  make more sense today. But then that is hindsight; we also see a number of retirees who wished that they had made more money in their productive years or wished they had been born in a period when there was  a better infrastructure for air travel , Tele communication , medical facilities and general facilities that contributed to physical happiness.

Does a long life necessarily mean a happy life ? Does a ride in a bus to school mean a happier way to commute rather than a walk through the hillside in a pristine environment ?

Is physical comfort everything ? I never cease to wonder how some people can keep smiling even while engaged in mundane monotonous jobs like mopping floors or washing utensils.

During my stay at Bhutan, I did not see many school buses but saw many children in groups of twos and threes merrily walking along. I did not see the monstrous school bags that we are used to in India.

While automobiles were not seen as an everyday requirement, good road network  and provision of reliable power supply did make a lot of difference in happiness quotient.

Another issue is freedom of choice to evaluate happiness.  The current generation is realizing that your freedom to choose / change  your spouse also means your spouses’s freedom to do so. Even within the country , the states leading the suicide numbers are not impoverished , less literate states but the other way round. The young people with maximum freedom to choose are also maximum insecure. It doesn’t mean that arranged marriage is the best option followed by ’till death do us apart’.  But  some consideration of concepts like culture  and ethos  as against merely swearing by  individual freedom would lead to more stable state of happiness.

Such nuances are not considered while ranking the countries on the happiness index.

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Individual or community

A traditional family puts happiness of the community first. So you have an hierarchy in the family or the village. There are strict dos and don’ts, the elders benevolent control is always felt, at whatever age or stage of life. generally we hear (or say) “It is for your good that I scold /beat/restrict you, “. Doesn’t such an environment impinge on individual happiness ?

The present generation focuses on individual happiness. Every being is responsible for his or her own happiness.  Does it work ? Are individuals happier with all family-fetters broken ?

Both these ideas are contradictory unless you can find a fine balance. Bhutan certainly falls under the first option.

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Happiness or Joy

So, What brings happiness ?  Happiness comes from having something; like buying a guitar, doing something like  playing a guitar and finally being someone like a musician. It is said, the degree of happiness increases from having to doing to being.

Happiness is said to a fleeting feeling related to some pleasurable physical experience like good food , sex , touch,  sight , sound or psychological like appreciation.

Joy is a more stable state resulting from a feeling of self worth, contentedness, knowledge of oneself, understanding of the environment etc. Loosely , it may be said that happiness is related to physical well being while joy is related to mental well being.

I presume Joy is superior to Happiness.

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Approaches to Attaining Happiness

Epicurean:-       philosophy advanced by Epicurus that considered happiness,  or the avoidance of pain and the emotional disturbance,  to  be   highest good and that advocated the pursuit of pleasures that can be enjoyed in moderation. Most people take it that just chasing activities that fills every moment of life with good wine, good food and sartorial pleasure is what an Epicurean does. Epicurus himself warns that it is not easy to pursue pleasure and he advocates moderation leading to almost an ascetic life.  For more …

Biological   

Nothing captures the biological argument better than the famous New Age slogan: ‘Happiness Begins Within.’ Money, social status, plastic surgery, beautiful houses, powerful positions – none of these will bring you happiness. Lasting happiness comes only from serotonin, dopamine and oxytocin.(Yuval Harari)

Is it possible to pop a few pills and feel happy.

In Aldous Huxley’s dystopian novel Brave New World, published in 1932 at the height of the Great Depression, happiness is the supreme value and psychiatric drugs replace the police and the ballot as the foundation of politics. Each day, each person takes a dose of ‘soma’, a synthetic drug which makes people happy without harming their productivity and efficiency. The World State that governs the entire globe is never threatened by wars, revolutions, strikes or demonstrations, because all people are supremely content with their current conditions, whatever they may be. Huxley’s vision of the future is far more troubling than George Orwell’s Nineteen Eighty-Four. Huxley’s world seems monstrous to most readers, but it is hard to explain why. Everybody is happy all the time – what could be wrong with that ? (from Sapiens by Yuval Harari)

The Buddha Way

Buddhism teaches that understanding the fleeting nature of happiness or sadness leads to freedom from suffering.

Buddhism shares the basic insight of the biological approach to happiness, namely that happiness results from processes occurring within one’s body, and not from events in the outside world. However, starting from the same insight, Buddhism reaches very different conclusions.

According to Buddhism, most people identify happiness with pleasant feelings, while identifying suffering with unpleasant feelings. People consequently ascribe immense importance to what they feel, craving to experience more and more pleasures, while avoiding pain. Whatever we do throughout our lives, whether scratching our leg, fidgeting slightly in the chair, or fighting world wars, we are just trying to get pleasant feelings.

People are liberated from suffering not when they experience this or that fleeting pleasure, but rather when they understand the impermanent nature of all their feelings, and stop craving them. This is the aim of Buddhist meditation practices. (Yuval Harari : Sapiens)

Roseto Effect

This is not exactly a path that one can pursue, but it does make a difference to live in a close knit community to attain happiness. The Roseto effect is the phenomenon by which a close-knit community experiences a reduced rate of heart disease. The effect is named for Roseto, Pennsylvania. The Roseto effect was first noticed in 1961 when the local Roseto doctor encountered Dr. Stewart Wolf, then head of Medicine of the University of Oklahoma, and they discussed, over a couple of beers, the unusually low rate of myocardial infarction in the Italian American community of Roseto compared with other locations

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Happiness Enablers and happiness Killers

There are any number of philosophers , self-improvement gurus and scientists who put forward any number of theories; but what does it all mean to a common man? How does he apply this concept in his own life ? I am sure one can identify the activities , people, possessions that make one smile to himself and there are situation that makes one frown or tense. An effort to generalize these happiness enablers and happiness killers:-

happiness enablers

  • Being in control of self or discipline.
  • Doing something one is good at.
  • Company of people on same frequency.
  • Being prepared for any foreseeable situation.

happiness killers

  • Guilt feelings (A good Conscience is a continuous Deepawali)
  • Feelings of Fear and hatred
  • Insecurity about future.

Applying to everyday life would be different for different people. For example, let’s take the first battle of the day is what I call ‘the battle of  mind over mattress‘ . When the alarm goes off in the morning and it is still cold and dark outside, the Epicurean in you loathes to trouble the body ; but when you think of the good feel you get at the end of an hour and a half walk, the self-control muscles play up. Another thought is that guilt of missing the exercise for the day might keep nagging you the whole day. So, the simple act of getting out of the bed in time earns you a few units of happiness!.

Then if you can make a short list of things to do for the day and actually doing those things gives you many more units of happiness by the time you go to bed.

Unfortunately, happiness cannot be stored ; one needs to be constantly doing things that needs to be done and being what you want to be all day and every day.

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Four Friends

The Western society believes values equality and individual freedom a great deal. The republicans focus more on individual freedom and end up creating a more unequal society. The democrats believe in taxing the rich and subsidizing the poor ,thus ending up violating the individual freedom of the rich. The west believes  in competition and promotion of merit, thus contributing to individual aspirations. In a way, it is the Darwinian Survival of the Fittest in the corporate World. It has a plus point that the capabilities of a person is stretched to full potential. The flip side is that , it creates a very very unequal society , so unequal that it also impinges upon the other main value of a Western Democracy, Individual freedom. What does a single mother do with individual freedom when she is constantly struggling to meet the essential requirements of herself and her children?

In Bhutan , there is an image that is ubiquitous, be it homes or dzongs. It is an image of an elephant, monkey, hare and a pheasant. There are a number of interpretations to this starting from basic physical level to subtle spiritual level. But  all interpretations are about Harmony and cooperation .

The four animals are anything but equal and for a simpleton the obvious attributes could be strength of an elephant, flexibility of a monkey, speed of a hare and the capability to  fly of a bird.

For the philosophically inclines the image depicts the harmony between various elements in one’s own nature; physical, mental, intellectual and spiritual. It may sound like a tale from Kathopanishad. The elephant represents body, monkey the mind, the hare emotions & bird the soul.

In Bhutan, the story gives a national identity for people to live in harmony with nature, for people to co-operate with each other even with cultural differences, and for families to work together. It is believed that Bhutan code of ethic bought in by the unifier of the Country “Zhabdrung Ngawang Namgyel” and Bhutan’s national policies is based on it that influences.

The four animals represent the different habitats of the animal world—the sky, the trees, the ground, and underground.

For more about this fable click here, herehere     and here

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Joy Of Writing With A Fountain Pen

Ten Ten Ten

I wonder wonder wonder when

My pencil will become a pen !

Ten Ten Ten

It is a little known nursery rhyme, that I first heard long time after I had discovered the joy of writing with a fountain pen. The verses very aptly describe the thrill a ten year old felt when graduating from a pencil to pen. In our school it was going to the sixth standard (or sixth grade) that gave you the privilege of using a pen.

It was an event to look forward to , to own a pen. In Madras, in those days, the first pen for most students used to be a brand called ‘Writer’ ; Camlin and Pilot were the more advanced ones. Ball point pens were yet to become popular and gel pens of course were totally unknown.

Ball pens were difficult to write with and teachers were convinced that it was the sure-shot method to spoil your handwriting. So the only option was fountain pen with its cap, nib, neck and barrel. I spell out the parts as we were as conversant with the parts as  the whole. We could even buy nib separately as just one fall was enough to break a good nib and there were many nib-breaking, heart-breaking, falls in a student’s life.

There is whole world of the fountain pen culture that is now almost extinct. If I were a celebrity, I would start a “Save Fountain Pen” campaign.

There used to be a brand called “President” that was thick and had a huge barrel . The barrel could take twice or thrice the quantity of ink that a normal pen could take. A friend of mine used to carry this pen along with a slim one and joke ” one is for writing and the other is a portable ink pot” . So it was !

Then came self filler pens that could suck ink from the pot avoiding the messy process of opening the barrel and filling with an ink filler. Unfortunately these pens could hold hardly  half a ml of ink , good enough for signatures but not for the volume of work a student goes through.

Whatever pen we used a student could  always be identified with ink stains all over. Index finger and the middle finger bore the brunt , though ink stains could be spotted just about anywhere; in the corners of shirt pockets,on desk-tops (due to frequent jerking of the pen to initiate the ink-flow) satchels, and sometimes on the face or lips. Students were always close to ink and ink to students.

नलायक बालक का बस्ता भारी होती है
और हाथ स्याही से काली होती है

(Northies, pardon me for any spelling mistake in my hindi)

There was a great excitement about using a new pen. Even today I feel it. There is a process of breaking in a new pen and every piece was  different and every user was different. It is the process of tuning the user to the pen to ensure the smooth flow of ink and  when the tuning is correct , the pen just glides on the paper and it is absolutely bliss. Some people use a glass to write on applying the right pressure to widen the split in the nib.

One pen, one user was the norm. That is one reason that a fountain pen lover swears by Shakespeare’s “Neither borrower nor  a lender be thee”

While a pen is never borrowed , ink borrowing is an art by itself; can’t really be called borrowing as it is never returned. Hardly anybody had an extra pen , leave alone the bunch of pens a school kid carries these days.

At a critical juncture, say, during an examination, one may run out of ink. There is a frantic jerking of pen to squeeze out the last micro-drop of ink. Then you look around for a good Samaritan for rescue. Everyone is busy writing furiously, with one eye on the clock and the other on the answer-sheet  (or may be neighbor’s answer-sheet). Then you find a friendly soul; there is no time for opening the neck of the pen and to do a barrel to barrel transfer; so, air to air re-fueling ensues. The donor just unscrews the neck of the a pen partially and screws it back for a nib to nib transfer of a few drops. A grateful smile  follows ; that should help in completing the answer-sheet; way to bond specially in boarding schools.

These days we hardly see anyone using fountain pens. I do have a small collection , but I miss the range of colours ; there were many brands, Bril, Camel, Quink, Chelpark, Parker etc. Today we have just Camlin and Parker and only Black and Blue in most places.

Recently I had been to Coimbatore and was sauntering along the footpath leisurely. I spotted a tiny  hole in the wall kind of shop with the  board “Pen House”  .I stopped to ask for Turquoise blue ink.

 

The shopkeeper’s eyes lit up; he said, though he did not have one at that moment, he could produce one in ten minutes. He was true to his word, he  produced ink of eight colors; Royal Blue , Black, Blue black, Red, Green, Turquoise blue, Violet and Crimson. Voila ! Jackpot. The ink was manufactured by Daytone and was sold in plastic containers like the ones used for eye-drops or ear drops , though much larger. Later I learnt that the item was manufactured at Indore , about 20km from where I live!

The friendly shopkeeper, asked me what kind of pens I used, self-filler type or the tank type. When I said, the tank type, he was absolutely thrilled. He took out boxes and boxes of vintage pens from the 50s and 60s and also a whole range of expensive pens price ranging from Rs 2000 – Rs 5000.  I bought a modestly priced pen of 1951 Model. I don’t think he earned much from that shop , but sure he was excited talking about pens past and present. May his tribe increase.

On my return to Mhow , one of the first things I did was to fill up Turquoise blue ink in the 1951 model pen .

 

Lifting and Leaning

These are some verses  by the popular poet ‘anonymous’ I came across long before WhatsApp university came into being.  Later I came to know from the net that the poem is attributed to Ella Wheeler Wilcox.

Lifting and Leaning

There are two kinds of people on earth today,
Just two kinds of people, no more, I say.

Not the good and the bad, for ’tis well understood
The good are half bad and the bad are half good.

Not the happy and sad, for the swift-flying years
Brings each man his laughter and each man his tears.

Not the rich and the poor, for to count a man’s wealth
You must first know the state of his conscience and health.

Not the humble and proud, for in life’s busy span
He who puts on vain airs is not counted a man.

No! The two kinds of people on earth I mean
Are the people who lift and the people who lean.

Wherever you go you will find the world’s masses
Are ever divided in just two classes.

And, strangely enough, you will find, too, I ween,
There is only one lifter to twenty who lean.

In which class are you? Are you easing the load
Of overtaxed lifters who toil down the road?

Or are you a leaner who lets others bear
Your portion of worry and labor and care?

The poet come out with the ratio of 1:20; in the management studies , there is a saying that in any organization , 80 percent of the work is done by 20 percent of people; for those arithmetically challenged , the ratio is one lifter to four leaners. It is only the ratio one can haggle about, not the fact that there are more leaners in this world than lifters.

Today the division between lifters and learners is more pronounced than ever before. The poem is more figurative than literal, but someone, hale and hearty,  who cannot lift his own brief-case can’t be expected take on any kind of   load of the family or society he is part of. Can he be ?

Whenever I spend some time in the airport I never fail to notice that we have a class of people who simply do not want to lift or worse still, do not want to be seen lifting anything heavier than a food tray with a coke and a hamburger.

Micro suitcases have mega wheels and wheelchairs are  ubiquitous.

Yes, we need to provide mobility to temporarily or permanently  disabled and the elderly; but why are these wheel chairs not available at Railway Stations.?When I badly wanted a wheel chair at a Railway Station, I had to collect one from the Station Master’s office after depositing my original Identity Card. Later I had to retrieve my identity card after returning the wheel chair. Of course, at Railway Stations you need to pay the porters for theses services while at the airport, they are free; because air-travellers are entitled ‘ Leaners’.

Wheels , Wheels Everywhere

Another place I see the stark division of the two classes is in Hospitals. The hospitals are designed on the lines of five star hotels. In one of the leading hospitals, I noticed over 10 different classes of wards from the shared ward  for about 2500/ per day to VIP suite for Rs 25000/ per day.

After all everybody needs help at times and has to be wheeled around by his fellow-citizens; but how is it that almost every one who is serving is malnourished and the one who is being served is obese?

What happens to those arms that have stopped lifting any load ; and those legs that have stopped walking beyond the distance from their cars to the nearest building? The fat deposits increase and the  muscles start wasting away and presto ! we do have a solution for that ! Just drive down to a physiotherapist and start a scientifically designed work out on how to regain the strength of these muscles; surprise ! surprise ! ….. that is done by lifting weights that members of this elite class scrupulously avoid in their day to day life. And they walk on treadmills to exercise their ‘unwalking ‘ legs!

Welcome to the Brave New World!

Anti social Media : Siva Vaidhyanathan

The title, ” Anti social media” tells it all. Whatever is ambiguous in the title is clarified in the byline; How Facebook disconnects us and undermines democracy.

Marc Zuckerberg’s stated aim is to make the world more open and connected rather to be obsessed with revenue and profits.

That was as per a letter written in 2012 at the time of IPO of the company.  The letter ends with the words as follows:-

 

………Once again, Facebook exists to make the world more open and connected, and not just to build a company. We expect everyone at Facebook to focus every day on how to build real value for the world in everything they do……

Seven years down the line, exactly the opposite has happened. Facebook along with WhatsApp that was acquired by Facebook later is one of the main causes for the polarized world we live in today.

A media that would induce anti social behaviour should rightly be called anti-social media ..and we call it social media.

A blurb from the back cover of the book:-

If you want to build a machine that would distribute propaganda to millions of people, distract them from important issues, energize hatred and bigotry, erode social trust, undermine respectable journalism, foster doubts about science, engage in massive surveillance all at once, you would make something a lot like Facebook. Of course, none of that was part of the plan.

The author calls Zuckerberg a deeply thoughtful, sincere, idealistic, and concerned person, rather than a manipulative and uncaring corporate demon. He feels that Zuckerberg lacks the education to understand nuances and the ability to figure out how people would react to his products.

The book is full of stories of silicon valley start-ups  involved in the process of feeding the beast called social media. Start-ups focus on a specific aspect of technology, grow into big companies or get swallowed by the big companies.

Those who have followed the Seattle start ups would be aware of this phenomenon. A small company called Keyhole , with 40 employees, that provided web served maps was struggling to stay afloat . It was bought up by Google and today you have Google Maps dominating the market.

It is the big guys who decide which start-ups would survive and what directions the world of technology should take.  The big five today are Facebook, Alphabet (the holding company for Google), Microsoft, Amazon, and Apple.

An excerpt ..

………….If the five biggest technology companies in the world fulfill their wishes, they will sell us a series of devices, each promising to make our daily tasks a little bit more convenient.

These devices would monitor us without our direct interaction. They would capture our intentions and desires at those few moments when we are not staring at screens and typing on keyboards. Some of these devices sit on our counters. Others are embedded in our cars. Some are built into our thermostats and appliances. Others sit on our skin………………..

After the introduction, the author goes on to list the varied of roles played by social media in general and Facebook in particular.

Pleasure Machine.

It is a pleasure Machine. It consistently gives small doses of pleasure, as can be seen from people smiling or laughing caressing their mobile screen ; ask them after a few minutes as to what made them smile and it is most likely that they  would have  nothing to recall. It is just a series of stories flashing by to kill time, to kill boredom.

Surveillance Mach

This has become the major role of Facebook. The author says Sheryl Sandberg who brought the idea of targeted advertising from Google to Facebook, made a great impact on the way Facebook collected and compiled personal information. Ostensibly, the info was voluntarily given by the users so as to get the kind of contents they would like to receive or for the information of their ‘friends’. In reality people end up sharing all kinds of inputs that they are not even aware that they are sharing. Beware of the applications advising you to log through Facebook. Does anyone stop to wonder as to how a Mutual Fund Portal could be accessible through Google or Facebook. Obviously, they are sharing your details. Of course, the user voluntarily uses Facebook to login, elsewhere.

One unfortunate fall out of Social Media is what is called ‘Revenge porn‘ . It is something that happens when friends don’t remain friends .

Every activity of the user is monitored by the system, including the time one wakes up, her mode of travel, places visited , food habits, friends, enemies and frenimies, spending habits, opinions on major and minor issues ; the list is endless. what was called Panopticon in the pre-social media days is now called cryptopticon. Keep everyone under observation 24 x 7 through digital footprints or finger prints.

FB builds a rich personal dossier, probably including such stuff that even you are not aware.

Attention machine

Facebook scrambles the commercial and the social messages. All kinds of new media or entertainment media compete for attention of people in a world where the attention span is getting shorter and shorter.

The stories from SM also should make us cautious because they signal to other news and entertainment outlets that one should—or must—pander to Facebook to succeed in a shrinking market for advertising revenue and a crowded supply of attention-seeking destinations. Not only do the Guardian, El País, and Haaretz all compete with Huff Post, Breitbart, and the New York Times for space and frequency on Facebook News Feeds, they also compete with YouTube videos, games, music, podcasts, and hundreds of other diversions in daily life – all of them more and more precisely engineered to hook us and keep us coming back.

Nobody goes to Facebook to read news , but many end up doing exactly that.; that too one sided news, designed and delivered to the target audiences ,that is you.

Benevolent machine

Facebook started the Internet.org called free basics in India. Ostensibly, keeping with the Founder’s letter of 2012, quoted above,  free bsics aimed at empowerment of people.

We believe building tools to help people share can bring a more honest and transparent dialogue around government that could lead to more direct empowerment of people, more accountability for officials and better solutions to some of the biggest problems of our time.

 

When the “Arab Spring” erupted in 2010, the western media cheered the social media . They looked at Facebook and WhatsApp as harbinger of democracy. As events unfolded , the so called ‘Arab Spring’ only ended up transferring power from one oppressor to the other.

When Donald Trump got elected , the same Social Media was accused as a tool for manipulation of electors’ minds . Kamala Harris , like many democrats, accuse the Russians for manipulating the electoral process. She also acknowledges the existence of fault lines in US Socio-economic system that could be exploited through social media.

Author’s conclusions are not very convincing. He suggests that the monster called Facebook be regulated by Govts.  It is only a dictatorial govt like the communist China that can ban Facebook. But the void is filled by something like WeChat that is even more powerful and totally under control of the Govt.

It is not just ‘fascist govts’ that use Social media to manipulate, it is the so called liberals themselves who are guilty of spreading  fake stories or disseminating  their bias and  prejudices.  

When Obama campaign used the Net, the ‘liberal’ world applauded , but when Trump Campaign did that , they cried foul. Of course a point to note is that the golden period of blogs  roughly “2002-2007” was way different from Facebook and Whatsapp era. To read or write , one needs to think. Forwarding is done better when one is on a “high” , may be LSD or may be anger or hatred.

In my mind, it is only individuals who can choose to stay away from Social Media to preserve their sanity, can make an impact. After all when one can avoid legally permitted addictions like tobacco and marijuana why can’t one avoid excessive activities on Social Media ?

Bhutan : The Land of Happiness Part 6

 

Senagers (sixty plus teenagers) can be very cautious in planning and even more cautious in execution. Our preparations for Taktsang trek was no less than what goes into planning  for the  final assault on the summit  on a mountaineering expedition  . The entire team was totally  involved in the choice of rig and kit for the summiteers  ie Vandana and yours truly.  A number of options were considered and rejected before homing on to a bag of  just the right size, weight , capacity and  ease of carrying .

Every item that had to go into that bag was carefully deliberated upon. Of course everything revolved around protective clothing, food, drink and medicines.

On hindsight, it appears absolutely natural that with a physician and a nutritionist in the group, one could never be overstocked with food and medicines. Let’s not  forget that two of us were moms. There were  energy giving peppermints that also kept your mouth from drying. We actually carried ORS. With likely rains and cool temperature, there was  little chance of  dehydration on a 3-4 hour climb. We knew it, but why take a chance ?

On sage advice from the nutrition expert and fellow summiteer,  I had to discard my favourite , ultra-lightweight, windcheater for a heavier , waterproof jacket .
With the kind of situations we were anticipating and catering for, I began to doubt if we would even take off; after all , guest rooms and shopping malls were definitely safer than valleys and hills.
By five in the morning , I was fully awake. A cursory look at the sky indicated a rainy day; I could see dark clouds hovering around. Well, the weather in the mountains is always difficult to predict. By seven, the weather god started smiling,  and it started clearing up. We started around 7 :30 for the base of the monastery which was about a half an hour drive. The place was bustling with activity.  A photograph of the entire expedition team was in order.

 

A look at the top was definitely intimidating;

 

It’s always so. But as an infantryman used to measuring the world with his own  foot steps, I was well aware that the simple formula to reach  any place is put one foot ahead of the other, and keep doing it till you reach where-ever you have to reach  . One step is not difficult. I  was humming along the tune “जो राह चुनी तुने, उसी राह पे राही चलते जाना रे

 

These days there’s much talk of last mile connectivity for metro trains in Delhi and NCR.  What last mile connectivity !? The govt just needs to provide a walk-able path to the Train Stations. Improvement in health, no need to spend time and money on Gym, less pollution, easy on domestic budget and easy on Govt fiscal deficit; It is one idea  that kills too many birds with one stone. You just need to invest in a pair of walking shoes and may be an umbrella , and yes, a bag large enough to carry a pair of formal shoes.

 

That’s gross digression!

 When you are  on a steep climb,  it is difficult to talk or to sing , but mind wanders all over, effortlessly , even while a part of the mind is tuned to the rhythm of your breath. A tip for casual trekkers; whether you  go faster or slower does not matter, try to keep your breathing even . It is uneven breathing that really tires you.

 

I looked around the fellow climbers; there were very young and very old among them. There was a little girl merrily counting the steps as she went along. It looked like she was feeling more elated with her ability to count than in running up the slope  effortlessly.
Photos : Vandana
We reached the half way mark, the Cafeteria, after about an hour’s climb.  This is the place where half the people are tempted to turn around and the other half get the confidence to reach the top. We were among the second half. Looking back at the distance we had covered,  reaching the top definitely looked doable.
Photos : Vandana
An hour and a half climb left: Photos: Vandana

After another hour or so , we reached a place from where there was sheer drop followed by a steep climb ; a V shaped course   with steps constructed on the rocky mountain. It also turned out to be full of selfie spots and people moved along rather slowly.

Almost there .

By about 11 , ie in two and a half hours we reached the shrine. We produced our entry tickets and after making the necessary entries, got a locker to keep our bags.

There was a guide, who took us around. As most of the monasteries are, the place is full of idols of Bodhisattva  dressed in colorful clothes and the walls are covered with paintings of images depicting various aspects of Vajrayana Buddhism. The main cave is entered through a narrow passage. The dark cave houses a dozen images of Bodhisattva and butter lamps flicker in front of these idols. An elegant image of Chenrezig(Avalokitesvara) is also deified here.

We commenced our trek back around 12. The return journey starts with a sheer drop and a stiff climb and later it is all downhill.

Here we could get the network to talk to Viji. Our support team from IMTRAT were worried and was all set to send a rescue party. They were pleasantly surprised to learn that we were ahead of schedule and were already on our way back.

The way back was relaxed. Vandana was in full spirits singing away to glory. It brought a lot of smiles on the climbers on their way to the monastery and one of them even stopped to record a video. A couple stopped for a selfie with us .
Sure, she motivated a lot of young people to reach the top.

A cup of coffee on the way back . Selfie by Vandana

At the half way mark, cafeteria, we stopped for a cup of coffee. It was a longish break . While climbing down one just needs to be careful not to slip or sprain a knee or ankle. At the base our vehicle was waiting and the driver was there to welcome us with drinking water and fruit juice.

 

 

So, as I had mentioned earlier in Part 1, the whole universe conspired to make this trip of ours fruitful. A trek that almost became as a non starter turned out to be an easy ,  pleasant and a memorable event.

PS

Bhutan is a unique country that gives importance to Health and Happiness over Money and Development, at least,  that is the official stance.

Any write up about Bhutan would be  incomplete without a discussion on Happiness. That’s the topic for the next post

Bhutan : The Land of Happiness Part 5

Paro Valley is simply beautiful and full credit to the Bhutanese Govt for not letting the airport affect the natural beauty of the Valley. The airport itself is designed  , keeping with the Bhutanese culture.

The paddy fields surrounding the airfield are left untouched and modern constructions blend with the nature, picturesquely.

Paro Valley . Photo . Vandana

We were to start early from Haa for Paro on the 8th, but our departure time had to be rescheduled due to a pleasant surprise; an  invitation from the Commandant IMTRAT for breakfast.

Haa Valley. Photo . Vandana
Haa : Special Prayers. Photo . Maj Gen BS Raju

The place was so beautiful, with a lively mountain stream flowing along the golf course and a solo morning walk was pure bliss.

Though it was early in the morning, the entire place was lively with men, women and children in colourful clothes forming a long serpentine queue. Later I learnt that it was a very auspicious day in the temple when special prayers were organized.

After a nice south Indian breakfast of idli, dosa, vada topped up with Coffee, spent some time at the Equipment Museum at IMTRAT.

The vintage equipment on display included various items of  equipment used in army over the years . The items included vintage telephones, radio sets, computers, ordnance equipment and so on.

For youngsters it would be educative and for old-timers like me it was nostalgic. Well, when you realise that every item in the ‘Museum’ had been used by you at sometime or the other, you do feel ancient.


 

After that we proceeded to Paro through Chelela Pass. It was the day of Vijayadashami and Pooja at the IMTRAT was going on. We moved on as I wanted to cross the pass well in time, before weather turned cold and foggy.

The driver was a local person , Lahp Tsering. He could converse fluently in English and Hindi. He kept up a lively chatter and it turned out that besides being a qualified guide in Bhutan, he was also well-traveled and had spent about nine months in Europe. Bhutan Govt had sponsored a hotel management training course in Germany. After hopping from job to job he finally decided that Bhutan was the best place to live and was back. Most of the drivers of tourist cabs in Bhutan are qualified guides.

An aerial view of Haa Festival as seen from En-route to Paro. Photo : Vandana

It was foggy when we reached the pass and visibility was very poor

We reached the guest rooms at Paro at about 1 PM.

We had three places to see on our list; Rinpung Dzong, Kyichu Likhong (Temple) and of course , the local market. Our guide was well aware of the places to see , timings etc. The National Museum was closed that day due to Govt Holiday.

Rinpung Dzong . Photo: Vandana
Vajrayana Budhism is very colorful ; lots of Myths and Imagery

Wherever you go in Bhutan, there would be Dzongs and Likhongs.

Kyichu Likhong . Photo: Vandana

 

Kyichu Manastry . Photo : Vandana
Monks living area at the Monastery : Photo: vandana

For outsiders, one Dzong or a Likhong is very much like the other. Of course a place like Taktsang ( Tiger’s Nest) is something unique and ever since I heard about it, I wanted to make an earnest attempt to do the trek.

We had just one day , 9th Oct for the trek. Be it, online trip advisers or the locals, everyone concurred that a full day had to be set aside for the effort.

We were all apprehensive about our ability for endurance.  Wife Viji dropped out first followed by Suresh who had started having wheezing problems. On 8th , Suresh started running fever and we almost dropped the whole idea of Taktsang trip.

IMTRAT had a small dispensary at Paro staffed by a doctor and a nursing assistant.

With modern concepts of health-care, no doctor would venture to treat a fever before  seeing the reports of a battery of tests. Anyway, it is difficult to say whether it was the ubiquitous tablet of Paracetamol, or the security of having some kind of  medical help close by or simply the Grace of Providence, the fever came down by around ten at night.

So , Vandana and I did make our tryst with Taktsang on the 9th.

That would be the 6th and final part of this travelogue.

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Bhutan : The Land of Happiness – Part 4

Continued from Part 3

As per our Schedule we proceeded to Haa on the Morning of 7th Oct .

 Happy people find time to celebrate. Celebrations need not wait for an event like a  Birthday or a Wedding.  Any fine day  of clear sky and sunshine or a moonlit night can be and should be celebrated. My own suspicion is that ancient societies ‘invented ‘ birthdays of their favorite deities to coincide with pleasant weather conditions and full moon days.  How is it that  most full moon days are celebrated in some form or the other; Buddha Poornima, Guru Poornima, Kaarthiga Poornima , Gurpurab  in Punjab Chitra Pournami in Tamilnadu and so on ? Of course Deepawali , as a festival of lights ,conveniently falls on a New moon day .

Festivals , Tsechus, as they  are called in Bhutan  are rich and happy expressions of its ancient Buddhist culture. Vajrayana form of Buddhism has as many gods, goddesses and demons much like  Hinduism. These festivals are held in all districts in honour of Guru Rinpoche, the saint who introduced Buddhism to Bhutan in the 8th century. Tsechus are held on auspicious days and months in the Bhutanese calendar, and last up to four days in which a series of highly stylised masked dance rituals are performed.
Festivals are also a big family and social occasions. People dress up in their finest clothes and most resplendent jewelry of coral and turquoise. They pack picnic lunches in their traditional bamboo baskets and stay all day at the festivals which are usually held in the dzongs (fortresses) or at monasteries.
After a fierce monsoon from Jun to Sep, normally the Tshechus start in late Sep or Oct. The famous Thimpu Tsechu was starting on 8th Oct , a day after we were to leave Thimpu. But as luck would have it, we were going to Haa valley in the middle of a three day festival.
Children , as everywhere else, make most of these occasions
Kids in all fineries. Note the traditional Kira (dress) and the beads round their necks.

Haa is the home for Indian Military Training Team.  We stayed  in some fine guest rooms of IMTRAT.  We were tired after the not so long drive (three and a half  hours ) from Thimpu . But  before going to our rooms we went straight to the monastery to watch the mask dance for some time.

 

After lunch and some rest ,we went back again. There was a huge downpour but the festivities went on . There were a number of shops around the monastery, but it was all toys and other knick-nacks , a gift to the ancients from our ‘developed’ plastic civilization.

 

It’s at the Non CSD Canteen of IMTRAT that we found many handicraft items and other  items of clothing at reasonable rates. This shop was very popular among the locals who come from far off places to attend the fair.

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