Local Elections, Global Aspirations and Inconvenient Realities

The General Election mandate of May 2014 in favour of single political party has led to articulation of ambitious urban agenda for India that sets forth global aspirations. The smart city terminology occupies a central part of this national urban narrative. It intends to woo neo middle class looking for world class services and instant remedies to existing inefficiencies.My analysis of the dialect resonating in the local elections in Bhopal Municipal Corporation. Read here https://terraurban.wordpress.com/2015/02/20/local-election-global-aspirations-and-inconvenient-realities/


Will small religious towns in India like Omkareshwar find a way to alleviate infrastructure deficits?


With tourism on top of the agenda of the new government of India, I capture a glimpse of the infrastructure deficit in the religious town of Omkareshwar. While national and state tourism schemes will benefit limited destinations of utmost importance for India, small towns like Omkareshwar will have to look at alternative possibilities to alleviate infrastructure deficits.

At the Kumbh, your curiosity only increases. My journey to the 2000 year old festival. And why I can never get enough of the Kumbh. http://www.thebetterindia.com/33806/journey-to-kumbh-mela/

Shoes and Spices


36 Questions, 4 Minute Stare and Aunt Philomena - If they couldn't do it for you, who will ?



An article flashes on my face book page, that claims to have figured out 36 magical questions which can make any two people fall in love. It is a list of intimate questions that could trigger or facilitate love between two strangers in a lab environment. The experiment was designed and first successfully conducted by Arthur Aron a psychology professor, who made two strangers answer the questions in three sects. Towards the end, the participants were made to stare in to each other's eyes in absolute silence for about 4 minutes. They actually fell in love and got married six months later. This was later tried by several others with assured results.

I made a note to forward generously it to all the single (financially independent) women (family and friends) who were running low on intimacy and unable to make up their minds. While doing so, I eventually realized that number of single women in the immediate and extended family outnumbered men. Where men were single, they were already dating someone or should I say they would have figured their 36 questions and completed their 4 minute ritual. But with the women, it seemed an arduous task.

Falling (or rising) in love is a subject that has continued to occupy minds of writers, film makers, tarot readers, fortune tellers, astrologists, and match makers for several years. No daily, weekly or yearly forecast columns can afford to miss out predictions on our love affairs. If you are single (of marriageable age or beyond) and gather the nerve to visit your family friends and relatives, be assured to encounter thoughtful Aunts. Aunties that are known to you, or you bump in to by sheer chance would unconditionally pray for you to tie the nuptial knot at the earliest and live happily ever after. They self invite themselves to your wedding and promise to dance like popcorn over hot fire. Getting hitched is some mandatory qualification that would certify your otherwise petty-solo existence in this world. I used to hate them earlier. Now, I mostly use them as my muses to spin stories. I continue to be appalled about my (and our) rising complexity to commit to 36 questions and four minute stare. My impromptu decision making ability while planning travel, choosing assignments and living my life, suddenly deserts me on this frontier.

Talking about marriage obsessed aunts, I should mention that Bollywood has made memorable characters of these, my favorite being the Philomena Aunty portrayed by Leela Mishra in 1979 romantic comedy "Baton Baton Mein". Philomena, with her snow white hair, blue umbrella and a transparent floral bag is a regular visitor, an old school know it all types, who would like the couple to rush in to marriage now that they have known each other for a few meetings. Her disapproval of unwillingness to commit is rather musically expressed in this romantic number "Utthe Sab ke Kadam" [from 2:01 onwards]

Several years back, there was a popular program on some FM radio titled "Love Guru". Google, the word and you will be overwhelmed with 3,86,00,000 results. The listeners posed questions about their affairs, complications and about weird behavior of their partners and family members. [A disclosure] In India, norm is that our entire (extended) families fall in to love with each other. Sooraj Bharjatya's [final authority on Indian weddings] hyped family centered movies have set the bar for the wedding album that lines up all the relatives from left to right in several rows and is considered an authentic proof of the conjugal bond that will last at least seven lives if not more.

Coming back to the Love Guru, a calm, soothing voice at the other end of FM frequency would offer listeners sensible advice with a collection of melodious and romantic songs in between. [We Indians, have a song for ever emotion concerning love]. The advice was generic, as were the questions, largely conservative and occasionally suggesting to gather the guts to declare your love about your partner. At times, the "Love Guru" also offered serious advice to back off as it would create utterly complicated scene with several lives. His voice was sombre, grave, confident and sounded "know it all". It was a late night program, ones that would involve adult matters to be talked about only once the children slept off. Nevertheless, it offered a sneak peak in to world of love affairs that haunted young Indian minds.
Making connections has utterly complicated dimensions, historically and even today. My favorite quote on connections is by Oscar Wilde “For one moment our lives met, our souls touched.” It appears in a play "Lady Windermere's Fan, A Play about a Good Woman" by Oscar Wilde. [Second Act]
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Lady Windermere.  Ah, give me time to think.  I cannot answer you now.  [Passes her hand nervously over her brow.]
Lord Darlington.  It must be now or not at all.
Lady Windermere.  [Rising from the sofa.]  Then, not at all!  [A pause.]
Lord Darlington.  You break my heart!
Lady Windermere.  Mine is already broken.  [A pause.]
Lord Darlington.  To-morrow I leave England.  This is the last time I shall ever look on you.  You will never see me again.  For one moment our lives met—our souls touched.  They must never meet or touch again.  Good-bye, Margaret.  [Exit.]
Lady Windermere.  How alone I am in life!  How terribly alone!
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At the end of Four Acts, Lord Darlington, somehow does not end up with Margaret (or Lady Windermere). I now wonder. How if he had known about the 36 questions and 4 minute stare ? Or if Oscar Wilde could have created a character by the name of Lady Philomena in 1893.