Saturday, September 19, 2009

ARVIN in CALCUTTA
























































My grandson Arvin left for London last Monday night. My daughter Avantika accompanied him. He will be 1 year old in mid-October.
He spent nearly 4 and a half months in Calcutta: during the sweltering heat of summer. When he came he was unable to sit but when he left he was beginning to stand.
He used to keep my wife and I occupied most of the time with his playful pranks. My daughter used to do the rounds of Calcutta and the two of us used to keep him company, aided by Shyamali and an ayah.
We took him to Kolaghat about 70 kms away for a lunch at the Shere-Punjab dhaba where he attracted a lot of attention
.Now we are basking in his delightful memory!

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

SWINE FLU,SWINE FLU

A Spectre is haunting Calcutta, the spectre of swine flu! When the firebrand Marxists were celebrating Hiroshima day on the 6th of August with all decorum and aplomb here in Callcutta, a Japanese tourist was quarintined at the ID[Infectious Diseases] hospital on suspicion of Swine Flu. This hapless tourist, a veritable innocent abroad, on seeing the interior of the hospital ran for his life claiming that he had survived Hiroshima but ID Hospital was a bigger fish to swallow! Long live the Revolution!

Sunday, March 15, 2009

I felt strongly

I felt strongly about an issue and wrote a reply to an article published in the Statesman, calctta of the 15th of February 2009

The original article first and my reply later:-


POLITICS OF THE PUBPropagation Of Two Cultures Despite Equality Of SexesBy Sushila Ramaswamy IT is a strange and paradoxical feature of our social life that even the elementary rights of ordinary women are violated openly and unabashedly by a group of hoodlums, masquerading as the moral police. Our political establishment, irrespective of their ideologies, moralise rather than punish the culprits. The question of two cultures, one for men and the other for women, is propagated conveniently, forgetting that the Indian Constitution guarantees equality of sexes in all walks of life. The Karnataka chief minister, BS Yeddyurappa, in response to the recent attacks on women in a pub in Mangalore, stated that he would not allow the growth of pub culture, but he will not ban them as he expected the pub owners to voluntarily close them. In a similar response, the chief minister of Rajasthan, Ashok Gehlot, argued against the growth of pub culture and objected to boys and girls holding hands in public. The union health minster, Anbumani Ramadoss, said that pubs were against the Indian ethos and hoped that his proposed national alcohol policy would help curb their growth. Women political leaders like Renuka Chaudhury and Brinda Karat were vocal in their criticism of the Mangalore incident but did not uphold the right of women to drink in public, as is done by men. Interestingly, pubs and bars have been around for decades. But as long as these were male bastions, there were no objections or protests about they being anti-Indian in terms of culture. It is only when women began visiting them that the gender bias among most men became apparent. The present reactions are predictable and follow a trend of similar moral policing of the past. In 1996, the Miss World contest, which was held in Bangalore, was targeted as an expression of anti-Hindu culture. In 2002 in Mumbai, the Valentine Day celebrations were objected to by ransacking shops that sold Valentine Day cards. Since then, the anti-Valentine Day protests of moral outrage have been a regular feature. In Chennai, the police even issued a code of conduct for lovers in public places on the eve of Valentine’s Day. The Marina beach in Chennai wears a deserted look after lathi-wielding police chased away couples and lovers from the beach forgetting that the police are responsible for law and order and not morality and lifestyles. In Maharashtra, the former home minister, RR Patil, amended the Mumbai Police Act 2005 to shut down 2,500 dance bars in the state allegedly on public demand. The Mumbai civic administration banned hookah bars by a circular on 19 June 2005, on the ground that it affects the health of the younger generation and even corrupts them.Periodically, there have been attempts to impose a dress code and a guideline on the “perceived acceptable” behaviour for women. Even celebrities have not been spared. The popular Tamil actor, Khushboo, was hounded and had to go into hiding following an orchestrated campaign against her outspoken views on pre-marital sex and chastity in 2008. It seems that neither the government nor a political leader is strong enough to oppose the moral brigades who specialise in targeting women with the intention of scaring them from enjoying something which is strictly one’s personal choice and one that is perfectly legitimate. In fact, in many instances, the political outfits have covertly and overtly supported intrusions in personal freedoms and individual choice. Liberal values need a liberal society, a point most cogently argued by JS Mill in the context of mid-19th century Victorian England, which he considered as a nation of dull conformists as a result of the pressure of public opinion. Writing in his famous treatise On Liberty (1859), the most powerful defence of individuality and freedom ever advanced till date, he underlined the need for “protection against the tyranny of the prevailing opinion and feeling; against the tendency of society to impose, by other means than civil penalties, its own ideas and practices as rules of conduct on those who dissent from them; to fetter the development, if possible, prevent the formation of, any individuality not in harmony with its ways and compels all characters to fashion themselves upon the model of its own”. What Mill feared in democracy was less the type of government it might produce, than the dominance within society of what he saw as a monolithic body of mediocre public opinion, which would be intolerant of dissent. The threat to individuality came from moral and social conformism and the desire for egalitarianism which democracy unleashed. It was for this reason that Mills wanted freedom of judgment, the right to be convinced rather than coerced to be the institutional basis of a liberal order. The quintessence of Mill's tract was for a public opinion that would be genuinely tolerant, that valued divergent points of view, that restricted the amount of agreement it demanded and that welcomed new ideas as sources of discovery. Mill supported women’s rights, reform of representation and public education as a way of mitigating the fear common in the mid-19th century that democratising society would thwart individual distinctions. These reforms, which his father James Mill and mentor Bentham supported, did not materialise by 1859, which is why John Stuart Mill “recognised, and what older liberalism had never seen”, according to Sabine, “was that behind a liberal government there must be a liberal society.” Following this broad liberal perspective, the Constitution of India granted men and women equal rights, and Indian women, since the middle of the 20th century have made impressive strides in all walks of life, which is in sharp contrast to their condition in the 19th century. This was made possible due to the initiatives for women’s equality, self-respect, dignity and rights taken by Rammohun, Bankim, Vidyasagar, Dayananda, Vivekananda and Gandhi. The role and contributions of the Indian educated middle class women, surpassing their counterparts in the well-established democracies of the West, has been taken note of by Gunnar Mydral in the Asian Drama (1969). Incidents like the outrage in Mangalore suggest that certain forces will try to put the clock back knowing fully well that the support of some male politicians from both the national parties and even some regional ones will come. This in turn will blur the real issues of a right of personal choice and democratic freedoms in our country, irrespective of caste, religion or gender. This does not augur well for our democracy, even after 60 years of its existence, reminding us that securing even the elementary rights of every single Indian is still a distant dream.The writer is Reader in Political Science, Jesus and Mary College, New Delhi


Sir

Kudos to Sushila Ramaswamy for her bold and lucid write-up ‘POLITICS OF THE PUB’ in today’s Statesman. To be born on the wrong side of the chromosomal divide is still a curse in our country as some recent events so clearly demonstrate. It has been rightly said that a civilization can best be judged by the status of its women. Apart from foetal deaths and ‘honour killings’ that plague our more affluent states on the western half, the near regular brutalisation of girls and women is fast becoming a routine feature of our daily life. The propensity to take the law in our hands is inherent in us, and when it comes to subjugation of women on moral grounds, both the Hindu fanatics and Muslim fundamentalists are solidly united.

Post independence, and even before, we have had two cultures or two sets of identities: one for men and one for women. In many a household, both urban and rural, the male child was given preferential treatment and the girl child remained under-fed, under-clothed, under-educated and over-worked. Unhappily this practice still continues. Whenever the talk of women’s freedom or liberalisation has occurred, the forces of reaction have been up in arms. The passage of the ‘Medical Termination of Pregnancy’ bill was vehemently opposed on the grounds that it would lead to a laissez-faire behaviour of women with societal decay. Further back in time, during the Raj, education for women was frowned upon as evil and unnecessary. Widow remarriage was another controversial issue on which many hairs were split. The present issue of women going to pubs is a storm that will rage for some time and our posterity, hopefully more enlightened than us, will wonder what the fuss was all about.

We admire and cherish the most lurid sculptures and paintings known to mankind: Khajuraho, Konarak, Ajanta and Ellora, and rightly so. We are proud of our robust ancestors who sculpted them and painted them. They were certainly no prudes. They created, nay glorified, the female bodies in all its nakedness for everyone to see, and appreciate the work of our divine Lord to which they were paying their respectful homage.

The strange spectacle of misguided men thrashing women in public does not correspond our cultural ethos and their actions aught to be condemned in no uncertain terms.

Thanking you

Sincerely

Sunday, February 15, 2009

And the debate continues

The recent attack on women in a pub at Mangalore has me pretty worked up. I believe that the time has come for all men honest and true to stand up and be counted. I am publishing a few letters written by others and me in the Statesman, Calcutta.










Highly objectionable
Sir, ~ A section of the media is creating a storm in a tea cup by describing the Mangalore pub attack as a “Hindu Taliban act”. Undoubtedly, it is unfortunate that some misguided young ladies go to pubs not only for carnal desire, but also for monetary gains. Their way of propagating feminism is highly objectionable. It is boosted by a section of the media publishing photographs of scantily dressed ladies. All right thinking persons, irrespective of political differences, should launch a nationwide movement against this. ~ Yours, etc., Bholanath Bhattacharya, Bhatpara, 2 February

my reply

What Logic!

Sir [8th February 2009]

Bholanath Bhattacharya’s letter in today’s Statesman is a lamentable attempt at defending the indefensible. The whole nation has seen in cold horror what the bullyboys of fascist Hindutva are capable of. They had no qualms about beating women in front of the camera as if these women were hardened criminals. The logic of Mr. Bhattacharya’s contention that ‘many ladies go to pubs not only for carnal desire’ can also be utilized to say that ‘many ladies [and gentlemen too] go to colleges not only for carnal desire’ and hence ladies must be prohibited from going to colleges. Dictators and other malefactors of mankind, being totally immoral in public life have a fetish to enforce what they consider to be moral in private life.



Time to ponder [14th February 2009]
Sir, ~ Apropos of the letter “What logic!” (8 February), Arindam Bandyopadhyay might have serious objections to the views of Bholanath Bhattacharya, but it is high time we ponder over the merits or demerits of pub culture. Though the brutal attack on the Mangalore pub by the hooligans of Sri Ram Sena can never be applauded, there is no doubt that pub culture encourages free mixing of both sexes where skimpily clad girls mingle, dance, smoke and drink with boys. Thanks to glamorisation of pre-marital sex and eve-teasing in Bollywood films as well as bare-dare advertising campaigns continuously flashed through the media and hoardings, the female body is increasingly being viewed as a mere commodity.And far from protesting against the commercialisation of female bodies, the brainwashed girls are under the illusion that display of bodies and sexual adventures are the “in-thing”. Thus, not only are cases of abortion increasing by leaps and bounds, sexual diseases and AIDS are also making a steady entry into society. ~ Yours, etc., Kajal Chatterjee, Sodepur, 9 February

My reply


Sir [not published yet]


I wish to thank Kajal Chatterjee for his letter ‘Time to ponder’ in today’s Statesman. I have worked in the remotest district of West Bengal in the late eighties and early nineties of the previous century. Most of the nursing homes there did a roaring business performing Medical Termination of Pregnancy [abortions] on unmarried teenage girls. There were no pubs then and cable TV was a pipedream. Incidentally the champions of orthodoxy had attacked the bill for MTP, on the grounds that it would usher in an immoral and shameless society. Are we the better or worse for it?

The pub in question is a licensed one and pays its taxes and excise duties. The revenue so earned is utilized by the state, like all revenue, for its benevolent activities. Ladies who frequent pubs are not run of the mill naiveties but savvy individuals who know how to take care of themselves. It requires no mention that very few men will visit pubs if women are barred.

What is required today is no stringent moral policing but proper sex education to all students after puberty. More Buladis and fewer Mutaliks.




Wednesday, February 11, 2009

KOLAGHAT===8th February 2009














































We had been for lunch to Kolaghat about 76 Kms from Calcutta. we reached the Shere-Punjab dhaba at 1.30pm. It is a charming place and the ride was simply smooth. My daughter was the hostess and we ate to our heart's content.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

EDINBURGH

next day ,sunday , we made it to edinburgh. we had snow on the way!

OH SCOTLAND . MY SCOTLAND






















































With God in Heaven and the Queen on her throne, what more can one desire than to have a student [ex – student] in Scotland? I e-mailed Rajinder who is in Dumfries, Scotland, from my daughter’s house in Brighton, Sussex, wishing to visit him and see the sights nearby. And sure enough he promptly invited me, and knowing that Indian currency doesn’t travel far in UK also provided me with the tickets.

Friday the 21st of November I woke up early and to avail of the 6ºclock National Express coach from Pool Valley, Brighton. A little after 8, I was in Victoria Coach Station London and I boarded the coach for Carlisle which left at 9ºclock on the dot.

The view from the window was more than charming. Undulating greens floated majestically and with cows grazing and horses roaming it was reminiscent of Merry England as we remember her. Soon we were in Cumbria and the sheep on either side were munching away oblivious to the traffic on the motorway. We had a couple of halts on the way to stretch our legs and have some snacks too from roadside eateries. It was well after sunset when I got down at Carlisle and hopped into another coach to Dumfries. And sure enough Rajinder was there to receive me with genuine warmth and happiness and took to his quarter at the hospital.

His wife Nibedita and his daughter Gunjan, a sweet 6 year-old greeted me enthusiastically. After a hot tea and snacks, I had a warm bath and joined them for dinner. Nibedita is an excellent cook and had spread a table worthy of a genuine Eepicure: Rajma, rice and fish.

We had an early but sumptuous breakfast next morning and Rajinder and I hit the road by 7 am when it was still dark. We headed for Glasgow on our way to the Scottish Highlands and took the Glasgow bypass. The sun was now shining brilliantly although the clouds were threatening in the distance. Our first port of call was Loch Lomond, a cathedral of a lake indeed. We got down and sucked in the pure Loch air. It was cold, cold, cold all around and Rajinder offered me a cup of hot tea from his flask. It is at Loch Lomond that the Scottish Lowlands end and the Highlands begin.

Now we proceeded for Fort William, the centre of the Highlands being the biggest town of the highlands as Inverness has become a city. The hills rose sharply on either side and a well bred Scottish antler greeted us serenely. It was hilly terrain and grass was sparse, a couple of waterfalls caught our attention and we saw the vast fields where the Highlanders of yore fought among themselves leading to a decimation of the clans.

By noon we reached Fort William and we took a stroll on the main thoroughfare, High Street. A fish and chips shop stood invitingly and Rajinder stood a traditional English/Scottish lunch which we ate strolling down to the river Nevis.

It was time now to proceed to the Famed Viaduct of the highlands: the Glen Finnan Viaduct. It is a beauty and we spent the better part of a half-hour admiring the view. This viaduct has been featured in films of the Harry Potter series like
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.

Next we moved to the Glen Finnan monument on the side of Loch Shiel, a site where the bonny prince Charles had raised his standard. Scotland is certainly history personified. Atop this monument the Unknown Highlander stands majestically.

Our last visit was the Ben Nevis as seen from Loch Linnhe. Ben Nevis is the tallest peak of England and a popular tourist site.

With so much to see and so much seen we felt exhausted and Rajinder drove us back to Dumfries; a total span of about 400 miles.




Wednesday, November 19, 2008

MADAM TUSSAUDS
















We had been here before on our earlier visit but the weather was gloomy then. I had totally overlooked it. Baker street with the imposing statue of Sherlock Holmes leads straight to
Madam Tussauds. Madam Tussaud's is a well known landmark of London and also occupies a permanent niche in my subconscious having heard it spoken about ever since I can remember. Well the 2 of us made it at about 4pm in the evening when the sun was bidding us goodbye. We had bought the tickets on the net at concessional rates 12.5 pounds instead of 25 pounds each and we were timed to enter not earlier than 5pm so we whiled our time shopping on Baker street and much admiring the Statue of Sherlock Holmes who has a commanding presence on Baker street. At 4.45pm we presented ourselves for entry and the kind ushers after verifying our tickets let us through. Immediately we were in a house of magic worthy of the Arabian Nights with tourists and crazy fans thronging the galleries.
Photo oppotunities lay galore and the trigger happy among us were having a field day. Celebrities of the celluloid universe, sportsmen and politicians from all over ruled the roost. Well known litterateurs and royalty stood upright. We were aghast to see our beloved Indira gandhi presented shabbily.
Winding up and down , I forget which, we entered the fabled Chamber of Horrors. Not for the chicken hearted certainly but an exhibtion to be seen and remembered for a lifetime. Torture chambers, mutilated bodies and ghosts looming in the alcoves gave us the shivers and all made of Wax! Simply unimaginable.
Later there was London Taxi ride where the History of London unfolded slowly. It took us two and half hours to enjoy the spectacle in totality and then we headed back for the Victoria Station to take a train back to Brighton
Feel free to click on the link below to see the pictures

BRITISH MUSEUM
















After retracing our steps all the way back to Victoria Station, we boarded a bus from there , number 38, for the British Museum on Great Russell Street. The clock was just shy of 2 and we lost no time and headed for the star attractions: the Egyptian Mummies on the top Floor.

TOWER OF LONDON











Saturday the 15th of November saw us in London once again and we headed for the Tower on a number 15 bus after changing at St pauls cathedral from a number 11
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Friday, November 14, 2008

ROTTINGDEAN
















Yesterday wasn't as bright and sunny as the day before but even then we decided to go to a sleepy hamlet with a rather oddish name ROTTINGDEAN. we boarded a number 2 bus from George street stop and headed for our destination. I convinced my better half to climb upstairs for a better view and she willingly agreed. After many a Twist and Turn, negotiating Churchill square we climbed uphill after St James street and had the majestic Race Course to our right. As we entered Woodendean we saw horses grazing on the meadows. This was now Rudyard Kipling territory, literally speaking, where the grand old Indophile had spent the terminal days of his life.
On reaching Rottingdean our bus halted at the seaside with two pubs adding lustre to the sight and one having the outlandish name of SMUGGLER.
We spent some time strolling on the beach and the briny breeze cooled our nerves.
May Rottingdean survive in her pristine beauty for a thousand years.

Sunday, November 09, 2008

WORTHING





































Last evening the two of us had been to Worthing, another sea side resort about 26 Kms from here. The weather was typically English and the only hint of sunshine we had was during lunch, that is from 2 to 2.30 pm. It was nearly 3.30 pm when we hit the road and another 25 minutes later we reached the King Edward Leisure Centre on the coast. A minute past 4pm and true to form the coastal service bus 700 arrived and headed for Worthing. The driver, an enterprising fellow from the subcontinent, in his early thirties asked me in English if we were from India and I replied that we were from Calcutta. A smile crossed his face and he said he was from Rajshahi, Bangladesh. Although it was now drizzling outside, we found it warm and comfortable where we sat. The view throgh the window was simply majestic: an English picture postcard. The sea was to our left and the small villages to our right. Nearing a quarter to 5 we reached Worthing and the bus dropped us off near the Pier. It was almost sunset now and we headed for the Pier after a brief visit to the loo. It was high winds and a downpour that accompanied us all the way to the Pier and upto the Amusement Centre. The Amusement Centre was similar to the one we have here at Brighton Pier where umpteen gaming machines attracted the players. On the aisles the hard core anglers had set up their gears expecting a rich haul of cod and haddocks in this windy sea.
Spending an hour or so we came back to Hove by another 700 bus. By 6pm we were back home. To cap it all we had an excellent dinner comprising an English chicken roast washed down with red wine. BON APETIT!