Mar 20

YEAH, it’s holi time and you can already feel it in the air.

Suddenly there are advertisements about skin care lotions and safe herbal colors/gulal and hair oil and people in rin-ki-safedi-white clothes and then there are colors splashing all over them.

God! now it is the commercials that remind you of the festival’s coming than anything else. Well, but this year we had some different reminder as well. You see, holi is really famous in Rajasthan and it is as good as diwali for them. And since holi is coming we had a few unsolicited Rajasthani guests on Sunday morning. They came up early morning (well, it was 10 am but on a sunday that is early to me!) and started singing aloud with manjiras and a dhol-like instrument (which i am going to call dhol now onwards;))

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It was a couple with their teenage daughter and one more companion. The daughter was so trained that she started dancing as soon as the dhol started playing. It was in perfect synchrony. And there was an odd indifference about the way she did it. She really did not care to feel the fact that she was in an alien place with people’s eyes zooming in on her. She had only one sense of knowledge- like Arjun’s vision of the bird’s eye- and that was the taal of the dhol. If the dhol plays she dances around in a typical fashion, if it stops she stops abruptly as if she weren’t dancing at all. And her dedicated indifference was most highlighted when i started taking pictures of her. Others in the troupe cared to look at me, she did not even grant me that pleasure.photo.jpg

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But anyways, we were talking holi. And yes that is what they had come for- collecting money in the name of holi. You could call them beggars, nuisance, pain, alien or anything else but the fact is that i liked to be reminded of holi by them rather than the shampoo ads. Somehow they gave holi the touch it deserved! A touch of colors, a touch of LOUD and unclear music, a touch of incomprehensible lyrics, a touch of mitti, a touch of des and desipan, a touch of indianness!

Yes, indianness is what they brought about. Something that the fancy hair oil ads missed out.

[P.S.- Please excuse the pathetic lighting in the photos. I clicked them with a mobile phone and could not manage better lighting. These are the best out of 7-10 pics i clicked, so just make do with them ;)]

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Jan 14

Reliance, Gujarat and business have an unbreakable-ambuja-cement bond. Come any news about Reliance and entire Gujarat is definitely up and listening. Whether the stock market gurus are or not but the harried looking lonely guy in Wankaner is definitely aware of it.

And when Reliance declares an IPO- well, it is mega hubbub for Gujarat. No soon is the slightest of news spread about it, the active stock marketers start adjusting their investments with the IPO as it’s focal point. And when the news is actually out, BINGO!!! there is a tangible vibrancy in the entire state. Almost everyone, yes everyone who has finance and has something to do with stocks (which everyone in Gujarat has!) is up and ears for it.

It starts with collecting money. All the money that had been lent out or given on interest or otherwise is suddenly called for in extreme emergency. Philanthropy definitely takes a backseat for a few days and the common dialogue is - ” bhai mare nathi chale evu. reliance no IPO aayo che mane paisa moklay!” (”Bhai, it is dire emergency, I HAVE TO apply for the Reliance IPO, please pay up.”).

Then comes the udhaari ki topi. BEG, BORROW, STEAL, do anything for the IPO.

Then comes the blocking of Demat Accounts. “If your uncle’s daughter’s brother-in-law’s cousin has a demat account through which he is not going to apply for the IPO, then that account is for me”- says the Reliance-possessed Gujjubhai. “I will apply through that one too. Ohh, how will I manage the funds? Well, Reliance hai na to kahin se bhi kar lenge!! (Well, if it is Reliance, will manage it from anywhere!)

And then comes the actual renting of accounts, people pay upto 1000-1500 Rs. for rent for the IPO. And then lately I have even even come across the scheme where you are paid 10% of the IPO amount upfront, if you let them apply through your account. Whether the person who is paying you upfront is allocated any shares or not by the company is secondary but you get 10% for sure. So for an application of one lakh, you get 10,000 only for nodding your head! And like most Gujaratis if you have opened up demat accounts for your metric pass aunts and uncles then JACKPOT! you get 10,000 X as many accounts as you can manage!

So, you see Reliance is the common factor binding all Gujaratis. Whether it is Mr. Anil’s Reliance or it is Mr. Mukesh’s Reliance- if it is Reliance it is for Gujjus!!

Well, but what I saw today in Ahmedabad beats all this. Today I saw, the levels to which Reliance has penetrated in the minds of Gujaratis and how much they rely on it. As such IPO forms are available a day or two before the IPO opens to the public. But the upcoming Reliance Power IPO have been available since a week for its opening date of 15th Jan and today I saw a small stall put up on one of the busy roads of the city which read-

“RELIANCE POWER IPO forms available here”

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For those unaware of what this means, let me tell you never ever so far have there been such stalls put up for the general public like this (Or none in my notice at least). But what you see here is the real Gujju spirit. Some smart chap knows that EVERYONE is going to apply and they all will need forms and help with filling it out. So he has started a small short-term business helping Gujjus do what they like most- invest in Reliance. Well, talk of trickle down effect. I am sure none of the Reliance brothers must not have thought of such effects!!

HAIL Reliance!!

Long Live Reliance!!

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Dec 24

Modi won. Gujarat won. Gujaratis won. People won.

Congress lost. Media lost.

I live in Gujarat. I have seen it from the urban areas and from the most interior and undeveloped villages. I have seen the developed countries as well and hence I believe my views about Gujarat are not myopic. I write all this to make my readers understand that what I say here, are my views, but they are a reflection of lakhs of people of Gujarat too.

Okk now coming down to Modi’s victory. He deserved to win. His work and determination spoke for him. People love him truly, madly, deeply. But why they love him

a. Because they trust his words. They know, if he says it, he will DO it.

b. Because development is tangible and they have experienced it.

c. Because he has reached the heart of every citizen in Gujarat not with publicity but in spite of unending media vilification.

d. And last but most of all because they need a leader with an iron-like will. They have had enough with moderate, indecisive, non-conclusive, sloppy, faint-hearted slogs. Gujarat is not blind to his errors but they would rather choose an erroneous man with power and vision than the one with no agenda or identity.

This I believe is the real cause of his victory. India is changing and so are Indians’ expectations. They want quick decisions. They want emphatic stands. ‘Chalta hai’ attitude bogs them down.

And if you doubt anything that I have said here about development, his charisma or people’s love for him, I have a few honest instances to enumerate. The instances mentioned here are my personal experiences and no suni-sunayi kahani.

24 hour power supply

I went to my village in North gujarat before a couple of years. And in the hot summer afternoon the electricity went off. In dismay, I couldn’t help but scream ‘NOOOOO!’ But my cousin who lives there consoled me, “Don’t worry, it will be back in 2 minutes. Our village has participated in Jyotigram, so no problem”, he said. I didn’t believe him but he was right. Within two minutes the fan started tweaking and blew hot air all around. Then I learnt that the Gujarat govt, ruled by Modi, had started with Jyotigram Yojana under which any village could get 24 hr electricity by paying some upfront amount. And 24 hrs meant 24 hrs.

Earlier the connections for village homes and bore-wells or pump-sets in farms were same. The fields needed 3 phase electricity and providing that much power 24 hours was not possible. But under Jyotigram, villages could get a different connection which would provide them 24 hr power for the village and for limited hours in fields. Hence nobody slept in dark. This was the first way in which Modi reached the common man.

Government servants were made accountable

My uncle was the Sarpanch (Mukhiya) of our village till last year. At that time Modi started with Krishi Rath whereby he and the entire revenue department of respective district from the District Collector to the gram sevak everyone got together and heard the problems faced by the villages, as represented by the Sarpanch. My uncle too went to meet the Krishi Rath at the district headquarter and made his appeal of a pending amount that the govt was supposed to disimburse to our village since a decade. The note was taken and the meeting was called off after several such appeals. My uncle came home from there by the afternoon hoping for an answer within a week. But to his utter surprise and shock withing two hours the District Collector himself came to our house (Sarpanch’s house in this case) asked for the exact details with absolute politeness and kindness- something that Sarpanchs are not used to by the Collectors. The officer promised to deliver the amount within a stipulated time and again uncle was not sure of whether this would happen. But it DID. Within a week the amount pending since a decade was delivered to the gram panchayat’s doorstep. This is why the entire village and my uncle a life-time Congress supporter salute Modi.

Prevention rather than damage control

In another similar instance, on one such sultry morning our door bell rang at 7:00 am and the servant came rushing to inform my parents that some pili-batti wala saahib i.e. some govt officer has come over. Dad went down and it was the Deputy Commissioner of the Ahmedabad Municipality who also happened to be dad’s friend. Dad was surprised to have him home in these wee hours and on inquiring about his purpose, dad found out that there was a danger of Plague in the city, due to excessive rains and stuff and they (the municipality) had been asked to check every part of the city personally and report directly to the CM. And hence in order to complete his work within the time frame they had started working since 6 in the morning and the commissioner did not have his tea yet. Now that he was cleaning up the area around us, he thought of taking a short break and coming over for tea. That was a Class I officer of the Indian bureaucracy at our door step. Ahmedabad never got caught up in plague and we were probably saved without direct efforts.

Helping the marginalised

A two year old child of my grand-mother-in-law’s best friend, who is economically backward, was detected with a severe heart problem. The child required to be operated upon and regular medicines. Under a scheme of Gujarat govt any child within five years who develops such deadly diseases is treated for free. And our relatives child WAS treated and that too without any cost and the child is well off now. Other states might be having such schemes but it is the implementation that has won the Gujaratis.

These are a few instances of his work. Of people’s love for him, I have many more to enumerate like the one of the old man who has finished all his social and economic obligations but wants to live just a few more years because he wants to see Modi work; or from that dholi who had put down his dhol since the day Modi filed his form for elections and vowed that he would play the dhol ONLY if Modi won. And he let go of his earnings of the entire marriage season for his vow. Modi won and he played the dhol!!

I can still hear that dhol playing. And anyone who can’t or who finds it difficult to separate it from media and congress rantings needs to clear his mind and ears. The message is loud and clear. Work wins.

Adding this video for those people who feel Modi works for a particular section. PLEASE check this out!

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Nov 9

I am not sure how many of you witnessed this live (may be on TV, but live) during the academy awards but I am simply fascinated by it.I was sooo much in love with it that I decided to have our school (I work with a school) students perform something like this (exactly this would be impossible). But unfortunately the couch potato generation of today didn’t even manage to touch their heads to their knees. Hence had to forcibly drop the idea! I was truly disappointed. But then I saw this video again and was once again appalled by the precision and agility of the performers.

So, this one is for all of you, a refreshing sort of shadow dance. The group is called Pilobolus and I am always on the look out for their videos on youtube.

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Nov 6

I LOVE DIWALI!!

I really don’t know how many people like it, love it or loathe it but i simply love it. The festival has a vibrancy about itself. New clothes, crackers, lights, diyas, family, sweets, holidays, outings, kaka-kaki, mausa-mausi, ohhhhh my GOD. No wonder I love it.

Now, i know there are a lot of people who have justified concerns about it. Like the choking pollution due to crackers, the unbearable sounds, the impossible traffic and all the mayhem that it creates. But you know what, with all due respect to all you caring and knowledgeable citizens, I am happily and purposefully ignorant in this case. I don’t want to be enlightened on an issue that would spoil even a little fun of diwali or make me feel guilty about it. So, simply SORRY!

Okkkk, what i enjoy the most about it? ummm i guess just about everything. Everything i mentioned. But it is the run up to diwali that i love so much. You know shopping for new clothes, all the malls and hoardings done up to woo us to buy a few unnecessary and extra things. The impossibly looooonggg hours of shopping and not to mention the queues at the trial rooms. The hiked up rates of simple salwar-suits and then the ishtyyle with which everyone flaunts them during festivals. Ohhh that is simply fantastic. Its like being kids and seeing what others are wearing and how good, bad, blessed are we in comparison to others.

Then another thing that i truly enjoy is rangoli. For anyone of you who does not know what is rangoli (i don’t believe there could be one but still) it is a form of art in which various designs are made on the floor in entrance of a house in a variety of colors that signifies festivities. Before I my marriage rangoli meant long family meets that would stretch till 2 in in the morning. My mother was the leader who would decided upon the size and the design of the rangoli and my sister was the designer who would talk of which color would go with which one and what color combination would make it simply stunning. And I was the junior artist. The kind of person you shove around and call upon only for menial tasks. I would be given bigger patches that would require little finesse and NEVER the borders. If I tried I would be reprimanded immediately for the mess that I would have undoubtedly made. But you know what, thanks to all that I managed to learn rangoli far better than I would have managed otherwise. And then when I went abroad for my Masters, the Indian Society at the Uni organized a Diwali function and I did the rangoli out there. Can you believe it, the junior artist was suddenly displaying her novice (for India) but expert (for phorren) skills in phorrren countries. And with no delay I sent my family back home the pics of that rangoli saying- see MY rangoli has been appreciated (and it actually was, stop grinning!) by phorreners, not yours! HA HA HA. How I reveled in that knowledge for years. I’ve added a few pics at the end. The phorren rangoli ain’t great, but for a junior artist- its quite a deal.

Then come the diyas. There is some incredibly rustic elegance about them. They suit just about any kind of architecture. Whether yours is a humble abode, a jhopadi, or a palace- diyas light it up to so well that you can’t help but smile. It’s gentle flame has a miraculous beauty that no electric series lighting or neon tubes can bring about.

Ohhh the post has become tooo long and it is time to light diyas and now that I am married and no one in my in-laws’ family knows rangoli so I am the Grand Master and my junior artists are calling for me to instruct them over the design and colors, I would better rush!! Ahaa I feel sooooooo promoted!;)

But to all you people here, you know what- TRY enjoying diwali if you don’t. Shop even if your pocket holes are bigger than you can manage, try rangoli- junior artists have a hope, and light a few diyas, believe me they make you feel special, even more than imported candles.

Okkk me running…. HAPPYYYYYYYYY DIWALIIIIIIIII

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