Just Travelling in the city can fill you up so many questions of where, whats and whys. These days I am doing rounds of te city to fin out information about scholarships and loans. Buildings that seemed everyday and were overlooked in the precinct of old Mumbai have become suddenly important now. Statues around the city and in the buildings that seemed useless seem important because you realize that they built the city and are still pumping in money.
But apart from that, these historical buildings suck you into a completely different space. The quality of light, the smells of offices and the scale of spaces you encounter fill you will a sense of pride and certain lavishness. You breathe deeper and walk with an air of control. Such feeling makes one ponder of the lives which lived in these buildings.
Apart from all these, I have encountered several people, a similar kind of people I must say in these places. Firstly, making a list of scholarship trusts and then visiting them one by one has made me realize that most of them are Parsis - Godrej, Tata, Netarwala, Davars...all are actually Parsis. Then, the buildings in which they are housed also have a distinct Parsi feel - orderly, quiet, not necessarily neat places. However, the most noticeable of all Parsis is their distinct way of greeting and welcoming:
1. The space itself quietens you down. If not, the Parsi ladies or gents will sneakily look at you hinting you to sit down. If you look impatient, they will order you to sit down. Making you sit down is almost ritualistic.
2. After you compulsorily sit down, you will be asked to wait.
3. When the waiting time is over, you shall be asked to put your plea.
4. Then you will be given an answer, almost as if you posed it to an answering machine. You wont know whether to feel scared or elated.
Most Parsis / people in Parsi setups whom I have come across for official purposes in their offices behave in a very typical manner - under a strong code of conduct stipulated for them presumably by their forefathers. They transcend you into a different world - mystical and magical. But their quintessence is something that is also adorable. As they talk to you with so much promptness, you feel they almost know your future and are just exactly expecting you to say what you would say anyway. Their expressions are exaggerated and they use every muscle on their face to express amusement. All this makes interaction with them really interesting.
Suddenly a thought came: whether it would have been different if I didnt have to encounter Parsis for all such affairs. But this led to another big question - how are most philanthropic institutions parsis? Where did parsis get so much money from? Who left them so much money? Why hasnt it exhausted yet?
With this I am reminded of Ranjit (kandalgaonkar's) project on philanthropic institutions and trust buildings in Mumbai. I shall ask him how is it so...?
But apart from that, these historical buildings suck you into a completely different space. The quality of light, the smells of offices and the scale of spaces you encounter fill you will a sense of pride and certain lavishness. You breathe deeper and walk with an air of control. Such feeling makes one ponder of the lives which lived in these buildings.
Apart from all these, I have encountered several people, a similar kind of people I must say in these places. Firstly, making a list of scholarship trusts and then visiting them one by one has made me realize that most of them are Parsis - Godrej, Tata, Netarwala, Davars...all are actually Parsis. Then, the buildings in which they are housed also have a distinct Parsi feel - orderly, quiet, not necessarily neat places. However, the most noticeable of all Parsis is their distinct way of greeting and welcoming:
1. The space itself quietens you down. If not, the Parsi ladies or gents will sneakily look at you hinting you to sit down. If you look impatient, they will order you to sit down. Making you sit down is almost ritualistic.
2. After you compulsorily sit down, you will be asked to wait.
3. When the waiting time is over, you shall be asked to put your plea.
4. Then you will be given an answer, almost as if you posed it to an answering machine. You wont know whether to feel scared or elated.
Most Parsis / people in Parsi setups whom I have come across for official purposes in their offices behave in a very typical manner - under a strong code of conduct stipulated for them presumably by their forefathers. They transcend you into a different world - mystical and magical. But their quintessence is something that is also adorable. As they talk to you with so much promptness, you feel they almost know your future and are just exactly expecting you to say what you would say anyway. Their expressions are exaggerated and they use every muscle on their face to express amusement. All this makes interaction with them really interesting.
Suddenly a thought came: whether it would have been different if I didnt have to encounter Parsis for all such affairs. But this led to another big question - how are most philanthropic institutions parsis? Where did parsis get so much money from? Who left them so much money? Why hasnt it exhausted yet?
With this I am reminded of Ranjit (kandalgaonkar's) project on philanthropic institutions and trust buildings in Mumbai. I shall ask him how is it so...?
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