Sunday, August 18, 2013

Revert to Yalestories

I have been busy writing over my Yale blog so you might find material to read there! I often get confused about what material to put where, but I decided that the trajectory of my experiences particular to USA should be maintained in a single blog. I would rather use this one more to record personal thoughts. I have some to put down, but they are not developed enough in the  mind to be verbalized.

Meanwhile, I must request the readers to read up Dagagiri at Yale.

Saturday, July 27, 2013

Life Update

In the past few days, I have had a lot of conversations and I have learnt a lot. Although much of it evaporates from my head, but generally I hear a lot.

My temporary roommate Prashant gives me a lot of information on Indian politics and he has charged me to understand the entire scenario of the political issues at the moment. At the same time, I am beginning to understand the structure of Indian politics at a very basic level. It will still take me enough time to give informed opinion on any of the political conundrum happening in India. The recent Modi-congress tussle is giving me an opportunity to get into some more political history and their linkages with the current issues. I generally feel concerned about the political scenario now. I make a fool out of myself when I talk to Prashant about all the topics since he has facts on his fingers while I am a man of ideas...so I always voluntarily give up.

Perhaps the concern comes with time and age. In addition, perspectives change when one starts earning, and becoming financially independent in life. Economics changes the way in which we live and conduct our lives. It makes us more sensitive to politics, since you know that you are contributing to the overall governance by paying, if not by real help.

I am fortunate enough to meet so many people here who are motivated, energetic. From here, one sees so many possibilities to do things - rather so many things have been implemented here. But Prashant always says - that you are able to see so many things from here because your basic needs (mool-bhoot suvidhaayein) are fulfilled here, you dont need to think about them, and hence you can concentrate on other larger things.

It's almost time to leave New York in 2 weeks and I am partly excited and partly sad to get back to New Haven and leave back New York respectively. While New York made life mechanical in very few days, it always gave fresh outlets to venture out to satisfy my curiosity. New Haven on the other hand, has quietitude, tangibility. Of how much ever you explore New York, it is less. There is so much to still see - I gave up by the 3rd week itself. But each facet of this city has its own charm. There is so much to experience. A series of writings on New York are due. I have built them up thematically in my head. May be I will use the quietness of New Haven to elaborate them out.

I spent my entire summer thinking about Mumbai. Quite literally longing for it. Reminding myself that it will be a year away from home and thinking about how much it must have changed, people must have changed and things must have progressed. At the same time, I feel nothing much of anything must have happened. Although talking to friends back home has been reassuring. And it seems that everyone is in a state as unstable as me. So we end up giving and drawing some strengths from each other. Don't know how would one get a grip of situation once back?

And such has been the past one and a half month. Narratives of travels were written in the head; caught up with friends in the geography of New York, still remembering Mumbai...And yes, missed watching the senseless TV serials that fill up the empty space in the head with non-sense - So important to engage in it. Especially when you are in a city and you don't grasp the city culture which is so immensely informed by media. Because it is only this morning I thought - how long does it take for any thing to become / finally be accepted as "culture"?

Translation


Lyrics: Late Suresh Bhat
Singer: Asha Bhosale
Movie: Aawaz Chaandanyache - I
(original marathi)


केव्हा तरी पहाटे उलटून रात्र गेली
मिटले चुकून डोळे हरवून रात्र गेली

कळले मला न केव्हा सुटली मिठी जराशी
कळले मला न केव्हा निसटून रात्र गेली

सांगू तरी कसे मी वय कोवळे उन्हाचे ?
उसवून श्वास माझा फसवून रात्र गेली !

उरले उरात काही आवाज चांदण्यांचे .....
आकाश तारकांचे, उचलून रात्र गेली!

स्मरल्या मला न तेव्हा माझ्याच गीतपंक्ती
मग ओळ शेवटाची सुचवून रात्र गेली !

आता कुशीत नाही ती चंद्रकोर माझी .....
( हलकेच कूस माझी बदलून रात्र गेली )

अजुनी सुगंध येई दुलईस मोगऱ्याचा .....
गजरा कसा फुलांचा विसरुन रात्र गेली ?
 
--  
kevha tari pahate - 2
ulatun ratr geli
mitale chukun dole
mitale mitale mitale chukun dole
haravun rat geli
kevha taree pahate - 2

sangu taree kase mee, way kovle unhache - 2
usavun shwas maza - 2
fasavun rat geli, kevha taree pahate - 2
 
kalale mala na kevha, sutli mithi jarashi
kalale mala na kevha, nisatoona raat geli
kevha tari pahate 
 
urale urat kahi, awaz chandanyache - 2
akash tarakanche, uchalun rat geli - 2
kevha taree pahate

smaralya mala na tevha, majhyach geet panktee - 2
mag ol shevatachi - 2
suchavun rat geli,kevha taree pahate - 4
 
-- 
Sometime at the dawn, the night flipped and went by
(I had) closed my eyes by mistake, by sheer mistake
and i lost the whole night
sometime by the morning....
 
how do I even say, how old is this soft sunlight?
making me restless; fooled me the night
sometime in the morning

I didn't realize when, the embrace loosened slightly
and I didn't realize when the night slipped by
sometime at dawn ...

left in the heart, was some voice of the moonlight
a sky filled with stars, lifted away by the night
sometime in the morning ...

at that time it didnt strike, the lines of my poem
then the final line; prompted and left, the night
...sometime in the morning...

 
version: Anuj Daga
 
 
 

Monday, July 22, 2013

Translation

Song Title: Aankhon Ki Gustakhiyan
Music Director: Ismail Darbar
Lyrics: Sameer
Singer(s): Kumar Sanu, Kavita Krishnamurthy

Movie: Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam (1999)
Director: Sanjay Leela Bhansali


Aankhon ki
Gustakhiyan.. maaf hon
O aankhon ki
Gustakhiyan... maaf hon
Ek tuk tumhein dekhti hain
Jo baat kehna chaahe zubaan
Tumse vo ye kehti hain


Aankhon ki
Sharmohaya... maaf ho
Tumhein dekhke jhukti hain
Uthi aankhein jo baat na keh sakin
Jhuki aankhein wo.. Kehti hain
Aankhon ki

Gustakhiyan... maaf hoon

Kaajal ka ek til tumhare labhon pe laga loon
Haan chanda aur suraj ki nazron se tumko bacha loon

Oh palkhon ki chilman mein aao main tumko chhupa loon
Khayaalon ki
Ye shokhiyaan… Maaf hon


Har dam tumhein sochti hain
Jab hosh mein hota hai jahan
Madhosh ye krti hain
Aankhon ki sharmohaya
Maaf ho


Ye zindagi aapki hi amaanat rahegi 
Dil mein sada aapki hi mohabbat rahegi 
In saanson ko aapki hi zaroorat rahegi
Haan is dil ki
Naadaniyaan maaf hon


Ye mere kahan sunti hain
Ye pal pal jo hote hain bepal sanam
Toh sapne naye bunti hain

Aankhon ki
Aankhon ki
Gustakhiyan... Maaf hon
Sharmohaya... Maaf ho


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Let the (playful) mischief of these eyes be forgiven
They keep staring constantly at you...
And that what the lips wants to utter,
These eyes convey exactly the same...

Of these eyes, the shyness, be forgiven!
They hide themselves on seeing you
that which the raised eyelids couldn't express,
the half-closed ones leak out.

Let me put a black spot on your lips
To save you from the eyes of the moon and the sun
Come, let me hide you behind the screens of my eyelids
Of these thoughts, the vividness, be forgiven!

They think of you with every breath...
When I am in my stream of consciousness
They make the world blurred
Of these eyes, let the playful mischief, be forgiven!

This life shall remain, a treasure only of you
In this heart, forever shall remain, love only of you
These skipped moments of breaths shall always need you
Of this heart, let the innocence be forgiven

Where does it listen to me?
In each moment that gets uncontrollable
It weaves a new fantasy

Of these eyes, let the playful mischief, be forgiven
The shyness, be forgiven.

Anuj Daga

Saturday, July 20, 2013

An attempt to converse

on Indian politics

(certain chunks of this chat are removed)
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Me
what modi debate you are are doing?

Xyz
listen his thobaad is everywhere
i want to puncture it
and all this middle class development morality
is fuelling his rise to pmship
ill be so ashamed if he becomes pm

Me
what is wrong in the middleclass development morality_

Xyz
its like citispace
doesn’t give a fuck about anything else but itself

Me
how is the situation any better now
'better' for the lack of a better word
may be - different
no basically i am just trying to understand
i am too bad at politics anyway
and i think its high time i educated myself
so asking...

Xyz
i dont care if it gets better
i have a moral problem with fascist hindu politics getting the upper hand
i would be ashamed of a country in which the majority voted for that
and believed in that

Me
u think hindu is being linked to some kind of developmental idea?
i dont think modi ever brings 'hindu' in his speeches - atleast the ones i have seen

Xyz
nope
i think being hindu is being linked to
being indian
well you should see the billboards all over the city
claiming that he is a hindu nationalist
he did an interview on a tv channel also which got facebooked a lot by his fans who lauded his "guts" at saying that

Me
but what happened to the whole debate on corruption?
accountability?
and blah

Xyz
i find all that very annoying

Me
i mean modi's speeches seem pretty rational

Xyz
yes of course
especially when he is talking about muslims

Me
:P

Xyz
luckily i am not a court of law
i don’t have to believe he is innocent because no one could prove that he was not involved in the massacre of muslims
the inventions of muslims as a race
as number one enemy
to rouse stupid chauvanistic sentiment

Me
yeah - that is a bit scary to think of

Xyz
the development - just look at sabarmati- bimals project
cited as a showpiece project
which is a bullshit project
lapped up by architects urban designers as a visionary project
which takes the water from the sardar sarovar to make a naturally perennial river into a waterfront for real estate development
that doesnt allow farmers on the edge to draw water from it even

Me
hmm - i didnt know about htat
but then, what is development after all?
and do we even need development?

Xyz
that is the best question

Me
because it is always going to be political

Me
it involves money and resources and big people and will

Xyz
this development rhetoric completely ignores all the other infill-healing type things we need
small things

Me
you think development is an induced desire?
or it is an acquired one?

Xyz
i think its one of your blindness things
same idea
what do you think

Me
well, i would like for everyone to have some basic infrastructure
i feel horrible when i read about lakhs of crores of rupees pocketed by some greedy idiots

Xyz
problem is the image of development
is not skywalks- sardar sarovar
etc

Xyz
there are so many statistics to prove all gujrat development is also a huge pr game
where bihar and other states do well on other indexes

Xyz
he is a chauvinistic hindutva promoter
what will happen to us as a nation

Xyz
the sabarmati project is one of the sickest projects ever
but people would call it development
please
i am an atheist
i can tolerate someone being religious
but to say India is a Hindu nation is disgustingly chauvinistic
and what is this hundutva that the bjp promotes
what will be the message to muslims

Xyz
and you have to see the new billboards all over the city
you havent heard him talk about muslims and family planning
or relief camps?
do a search for huindu nationalist
the problem is that all hindus cannot see that their claim to the nations identity can be very othering
that scares me

Me
othering to non-hindus?

Xyz
of course

Xyz
i really believe he is a murderer of muslims
if you hear the stories of what happened at cept
and the terror of it
and his smugness just angers me

Me
any record?

Xyz
everywhere
ask *** how he hid and trembled
ask *** how he was afraid to move to ahmedabad after he married a hindu girl

Me
hmm - that scares me

Xyz
it scares me too
and i love how all my hindu chauvinist friends who argue rationality can brand muslims as a race belive the constructed history of difference and conquest
can believe in bloated images of development and cannot see what muslims will feel
if we all put our votes to vote in a bigot
what it means to vote for a fascist
because we want a "clean slate"
STATE
sorry
like hitler
india will rise
under a fascist
kind of idea

Me
you think history like such repeats?
or would it if modi came?

Xyz
if modi came to power it would prove that we think of ourselves a a hindu state
and that is a crime
when the same people cry about islamic states

Me
but thats too metaphorical to claim

Xyz
no its not
it is the first thing
the development argument is just eyewash

Me
would hinduism intensify if modi came to power

Xyz
no it would just get its justification-

Me
ah i see - you mean to say his agenda is to "clean" the sate?
state*
his underlying agenda that is

Xyz
all his claims are like his pr agency's claim that he went and rescued 15000 pilgrims in a day
hilarious

Me
why didnt other states help then?

Xyz
please
is this an interstate competition?

Me
exactly - its not a competition
its about just caring for a single cause
why were resources not pooled togehter?

Xyz
so what

Me
well i feel not coming together in times of crisis is more political
more petty
was that not a massacre?

Xyz
we can go on about other parties and how states and how bad they are or were
no it was not a massacre

Me
no i am just trying to take a current example

Xyz
please do Not compare it to what happened in Gujarat
its not so trivial

Me
i thought it was pretty logical for all states to come together in this crisis

Xyz
the massacre happened at several levels
the entire development argument that states and the centre make are weird

Me
if massacre leads to death of people as an end result, then pretty much

Xyz
no
murder
and negligence are two entirely different things
states may not know better
and states may know better

Me
when you know people are dying and still not save them, it is almost as good as that

Xyz
the displacements of the sabarmati no one talks about in the name of development

Me
ah - is the pain from death by negligence different from that of murder

Xyz
just as no one talks about the hydel projects in uttarakhand
yes it is
if someone comes after you maliciously
to kill your kin
to kill, you
because of your religion
it is much more painful
it causes a historic scar
that your ineptitude to save people

Me
hmm
worthwhile thinking

Xyz
chl anyways
i sleep now

Me
hehe

Xyz
lock up the grills 

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I request my co-chatter to contact me in case one finds this objectionable.
The above is only a record for the fact that - I learnt.

Thursday, July 11, 2013

The World of Art

I was wondering this morning about my engagement with the three large areas of knowledge that structure the world, or atleast the conventional world that our Indian school boards define for us - arts, science and commerce. I was generally concerned about my proximity with each of these three fields and was carefully considering my engagement with all the three. My general irritation with commerce stems from multiple facts - my inability to contribute to a conversation when I am with my family consisting of people talking about economics and money all the time, my in-congruence with with capitalistic ideologies, my aversion to empirical world and my general lack of interest in politics of business.

I have been an artistic person, or atleast I would like to believe so, given my strong interest in music, literature, craft and creativity. Strangely enough, arts always remained a peripheral subject in my early life. At the same time, emphasis on science as a vocational subject was something I was virtually convinced about. In addition, during my time, one could only get into architecture if one took science. So I ended up pursuing science - and I learnt a lot of jargon. However, what always kept on fascinating me was the ways in which people arrived at concepts in science. I wondered how people came to think of several ideas historically? For a long time, I had a hard time understanding the subjects of calculus, electricity, space, black holes - all of that...I never understood why was I studying them, or why would someone think of such things?

There is an artistic way to appreciate and learn the potency of all the scientific concepts - I have begun to discover this as I visit the numerous art works in the museums here, as well as when I read thoughts of various artists. The artistic way of learning the world is much more close to human nature, much more of a cognitive process. One arrives at important questions about the unsolved world by just peeping inside oneself or pondering about the incomprehensible outer world.

Looking at various exhibtions, compilations and works of artists around here, and deeper engagement into humanities and arts has allowed me to feel more confident of my questions. A lot of times, to my surprise, I concur upon questions that once have passed my mind earlier while visiting an artist's works. "I thought it too!" - I tell myself! But it's just a matter of getting the question out of your head, voicing it as sincerely and honestly as possible! Unlike the artistic world, the factual mind tries to resolve your questions far too quickly for you to even consider it at length.

For example, I wonder WHY can't I get a hang of geography? I confuse when people tell to me places, locations and cities all the time - I cannot figure them mentally on the cartographic map. When someone talks of Jordan or Israel, I confuse their location completely on the map. It is recently while visiting the Metropolitan museum of Art that I discovered that Mongolia, from where Mughals came, is in the Far East, ie, China's east. for some reason, I always assumed and mixed Mongolians and hence the Mughals with to come from the West of India, since their historically they came after the Muslims. Muslims came from the west of India, but since most invasions in India have happened from the west, I assumed the Mughals to come from the west too! I felt surprised, but I educated myself! I would feel awkward to share my under-information with anyone. But there is an strong philosophical question here.

Why did I assume the above assumption? Why did I never think of this before? What constructs geographical imagination in absence of the cartographic map? How do we imagine places through mediated facts? How do we situate them in our mind? What map does the mind make? What is the comparison of that map to the factual one? How is it important, rather when does it become important to align the map of the mind to the scientific map? What happens in the collision of the mental artistic map and the empirical scientific map? Why does it become a matter of joke, if one confuses this map of the mind to the map of the world? And why does this quickly become the aspect of evaluation, knowledge and judgement?

The above would easily become a strong ground for a research on epistemology . But the art world is soft enough to accommodate the above questions. It allows you to have them, pursue them and feel confident about them, unlike science which may put you down. But the intelligent scientist will constructively draw the artistic questions above into an imaginative workable solution. I always remain baffled by Einstein's invention of the 'microwave'. I once saw a documentary which revealed how Einstein resolved his question on microwaves or the relation between energy and light. His mother would tell him when he was still a small kid - "Dear son, all things in this world are connected!"

Einstein's innocent mind grew up to translate that simple philosophical proposition from his mother to the biggest invention of the century, and probably the most important equation in the history of science (E = mc 2)! I hence come to conclusion that the greatest scientist has to be rooted deeply into philosophy...

I have come to an understanding that it is ART that creates the world. It is through art that we produce the world. The branches of art - language, drawing, sculpture, poetry, music and so on gives the first expression to our understanding of the world, to something that our inner mind needs to articulate of the outside world in order to communicate, survive. The art world negotiates the boundary between the inside and outside. Art makes comprehensible something that is yet unanswered. It opens up large questions for the world to think about, to ponder upon. It constructs imaginations and makes way for science to act towards resolving them.

It is science that resolves the art-world. It pursues art more seriously to investigate if imaginations from art are viable, relevant. The scientific world resolves and makes the negotiation bearable - or it rests the unstable mind to some extent (or a large extent?). Science has also come to dialectically work with art.

It is commerce, that mobilizes science and art. The commercial world, today, ironically makes the outer world again unstable! I still do not find how commerce conceptually completes the triad with science and art, apart from merely giving it a value of exchange, quite a banal affair. However, as soon as I arrive at commerce, I feel at lack of words to talk about. So I must end this post here for people in the stream of commerce to explain their contribution in production of the world, beyond the realm of money.

Monday, July 01, 2013

Thoughts on Indiffrence in American Culture

The culture of indifference pervades America. It is indifference that constitutes individualism, as well as exemplifies liberty. People here do not like to share themselves, their space. A lot of what actually goes on in their minds is also not shared. There is no one to share happiness, no one to share loss, no one to look up to in case you are in trouble and no one to generally talk when you just want to talk to someone. They have built themselves on this foundation. I am not sure if this also prevails in the Midwest and the west American coast. But as far as I have known the north east, that is the rule.

I do not know how they manage their social space. Many rely on social networking websites. Even on these platforms, either their names, or their images are changed. The notion of privacy on such platforms too, is very high. Initially I used to wonder why any kind of application forms that we fill up in the US provide two spaces for names – one for maiden name, and the other for “how you prefer to be called” – but after coming here, I have experienced how strictly people guard their own space. They want to, and do decide everything for their lives by themselves, of course, as soon as they are mature.

I have experienced how indifference can be disturbing for a person who comes from a place where social space is absolutely different, interdependent and interwoven. It makes one feel left out, insignificant, non-proximate or of least consequence to any one else around him or her. There is no feeling of belonging-ness, thus not obligated to anyone. The difficult balance one thinks of is whether it is possible to belong to someone without being obligated?

It is not that people don’t share their thoughts because they don’t want to. It is just that they do not bring it out unless asked. I often wonder what makes the people here keep their happiness or deep sorrows within them. In that sense, the Indian society is much more expressive, not verbally, but gesturally. I have found only few Americans to express true emotion. But is 'bhaav' or emotion is a consequence of interdependence, or can it be kept just within the mind without bringing it on face?

But what does keeping one’s things to oneself mean? Does it mean being to self centered? Or does it mean to keep one’s world to oneself? Does it mean that one need not project their experiences to any one else? What is the point of an isolated world that does not intersect with another’s? How then would any one expand the idea of the world?

People here work their ways out in a different way. Most of them find their callings by trial and errors along their growing up period, and observe the trajectory of people whom they want to work with. They contact them, get in touch, express their interest and apprentice many a times. Though these people and networks developed by their own interests, they create a world which feeds their aspirations. On the other hand, people from Indian culture are exposed to a lot of things equally right from the beginning – our schools teach us all subjects, our families emphasize the importance of all subjects in studies, most of our parents would have loved for us to be all-rounders. But in this, so many worlds intersect, and often conflict with one another. Much of our life is spent in resolving, negotiating or understanding this conflict. But the opportunity this conflict offers is to peep into different worlds, different people and different ideas. The world that thus gets stitched is much more multidimensional. It has multiple entry points, multiple exits. There are so many loose stories that never get completed – they are left as lingering unexplained thoughts of life.

Whereas, the American will connect all the possible dots – but where were there ambiguous dots anyway? One finds the next dot only after connecting the previous! What do I mean by this metaphor? An average story of an American, if asked about how one landed at point A in their career would be pretty linear. He/she would mostly be able to explain his extremely logical trajectory step by step – carefully calculated. There are hardly any chances or opportunistic moments.

Don’t much of our Indian lives happen by chance? Or am I just exaggerating it too much? There are so many things in our life that we wish to do – by ‘things’ I mean not always materialistic, but something that would satisfy our soul. For example, a doctor would have loved to give a musical performance, or an engineer would have liked to paint for his life, or a government servant would have like to be an artist! There are no “would be-s” in the American system. You just do it! There is no one to stop you, question you, or project their ideas or desires on you.

But to talk of this American attitude as the ‘liberating experience’ is not expounding! Where was anything tying the American down in the first place to feel liberated? Were there any societal expectations anyway? There are no parents who are waiting to be taken care of once you start earning, there is no wife whom you cannot leave, there are no kids whom you have to take care of all your life, or there are no social expectations you have to fulfil in terms of pressures of money or maintaining a social status. When I talk of this, I am talking in the liberal framework, that you are not bounded by any social codes where you have to maintain your status quo. I have seen people with a degree working for money at odd places here. Apart from the fact that they may have no options to earn money, they also do not face any social shame in taking up something that is below their qualification. This is something we would understand as “dignity  of labour.” But this is also something that comes off as the characteristic of indifference.

Indifference sometimes may also result in “who cares?” attitude.  I am talking of this attitude only in a social sense, not city, not governance, not lawful sense. I am thinking of all the above ideas in the sphere of ethics and morality, in the sphere of social space that gets codified by only the practice of everyday acts and decisions. What would be the point of morals and ethics in a society that hardly interacts with each other? What is the point of morals when the morality of one doesnot influence, harm, affect, depend on the other – since all acts are individual, limited to oneself? There is only the personal project, there is no common goal. This is the private world – the world of private capital, private interest, private space, private circle, private work – nothing that any one can peek into, unless advertised!

It is then understandable that Americans are so good at marketing and adverstising – since when something that is only within the private space needs to come out, it almost erupts, explodes and is loud. It is the repressed indifference. Through advertising, one aims to connect, to reach out, to touch the other world, allows oneself to be seen. I think thus, advertising is a formal channel through which America negotiates indifference. It is the psychological cure for keeping one’s emotions in one’s own world of privacy – the world that no one is able to peep into.

(rambling thoughts)

Napkins

Monday, June 24, 2013

Notice

It was extremely sensitive for the Heat Advisory (Director of Facilties and Safety) to send out an e mail to us this morning!
I was quite surprised of the concern:

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Dear All,

There's a heat advisory for the city today and tomorrow, with temperatures expected to hit 90s.
During periods of extremely hot and humid weather, electricity use rises, which can cause power disruptions.  Please follow the steps below:
·         Close your window blinds to prevent direct sunlight heat into your office space
·         Stay inside air conditioned room as much as possible
·         Turn off all light switches and appliances to prevent overloaded circuits
·         Drink plenty of water or other fluids, even if you don’t feel thirsty
 We’ll continue to monitor advisory reports from NYC Office of Emergency Management and keep you posted of any further information.

Thank you.