Thursday, 21 August 2008

Mystic monsoon

We have a special connection with the Indian rains, especially with flooded roads that make headlines. Of course there's a reason why I named my daughter Mehuli (Naga for 'the rains').

That apart, a tropical country like ours take on a different beauty during the monsoons, with a lush green complexion. So on the wetest day of the year - August 10, 2008 - we took to the roads. It was actually Rion's crazy idea to drive over to Panchghani, but it did work out pretty well! Here are a few frames that we could capture on the way.

THROUGH THE WINDSCREEN, I CAN SEE...



FOUNTAIN OF JOY



HOW GREEN IS MY VALLEY...



ROCK ON!



So inspired were we by its success that we headed to Goa the next weekend and yes, by road. This time, our experience wasn't as smooth: we had to deal with 3 punctures (thanks to the absence of roads along Karnataka state highway), a car battery that ran out of charge and hence, spending a night in the car in the midst of a dense forest with the rain pouring on us in sheets! The next morning Rion had to hitch-hike his way on overloaded lorries and milk vans with two car tyres and a battery, to the nearest village that was 10 kms away and get them repaired. But surprisingly, the people around us helped us in ways unexpected. Whether it is the dingy looking but extremely clean tea-shop in Jalkaeti (Karnataka) or the lorry driver who refused to accept any money for giving Rion a lift in the dead of night.

Phew! That was some experience, more so as we were travelling with our two-year-old! But that did not stop us - rather Rion - from making it to Goa, even though we were running 20 hours behind schedule.

This time we visited some of the roads less travelled in Goa and here's what we saw:

RAIN SHADES THAT 'MUSHROOM' IN THE MOIST WEATHER







CAN YOU SEE THE DEWS ON THE GRASS?



SEA FROM A DIFFERENT LEVEL

Friday, 1 August 2008

'I'm okay' - a Tribute to Sam

Famous last words.

Field Marshall Sam Manekshaw's last words - a testament to a man who lived his life believing he could succeed, against all odds.

Manekshaw was almost pronounced dead when brought to Rangoon hospital (in 1942) with nine bullets in the lung, liver and kidneys. The military surgeon was reluctant to operate seeing the hopeless condition even though Manekshaw was barely conscious. The surgeon asked what had happened to him. Sam replied: "I was kicked by a donkey." The surgeon decided that if a soldier could have such a sense of humour at that critical hour, he must operate to save him.

This was the legacy of a man who confounded Indian politicians and service protocol alike - they didn't have a 'procedure or policy' to honour a Field Marshall, a post which Manekshaw was only the second to have held, after K. M. Cariappa. The manual only defined rules to a certain rank...

Hypocritical?

You bet.

Mera Bharat Mahaan - sometimes, I feel so low, so kicked-in-the-gut that I just have to say something.

The 1971 war with Pakistan, the aftermath of the Partition of 1947, Manekshaw displayed a resoluteness and courage which was a beacon for all those around around him to rally to him, to the natioi..

And this is how we honour those who serve Bharat.

Its sad, no, indeed disappointing that India did not know how to 'deal' with his passing. No customary roll-call of politicians, no service chiefs in attendance - no wonder that his family and colleagues who served under him expressed profound dismay and indignation.

Sam would've disapproved of such charades - maybe its best that he was laid to rest in the presence of loved ones and close family - without the pomp and splendour best reserved for those who crave it the most - for he was one of the people, a true leader and a human being who believed in sacrifice and commitment.

If we can't honour our war-heroes, who have given so much to the nation - whilst we remain distracted in confidence votes - rather confidence tricks, where a government clings on to power on the basis of a few MP's who have chosen to switch allegiances, then all that I can say is God save India. 'Its the economy stupid', and the economy was a siginificant distraction, indeed, but a distraction so profound that it took our attention away from someone who helped shape and build modern India?

Sam was a man to be revered, respected and looked up to - a role model in the true sense of the word.

Here's to. We remember you, soldier.

R.I.P

oRiOn 2008

Thursday, 24 July 2008

The Great Indian Property Show

Now here’s a thought – something that surely has the potential to become a blockbuster business.

It's always the middle-class who enjoy being empowered these days – from the dubious Right to Information Act (don’t get me started) to unrealistic mortgages (I can’t imagine paying off anything in 25 years!) and mall-hopping (the most repulsive new-age trait of them all).

In a country like ours, the poor are always deprived of financial inclusion. Yet, it is these people that dare to dream the most. There’s a number of initiatives which are being ‘driven’ (not very diligently, I might add) by our honourable government, and there are a number of initiatives by non-profits and banking institutions alike to promote micro-credit in the country, but what I see as an equally large problem / opportunity is not just about the money. It’s got to do with the age-old, tried and tested roti-kapra-makaan.

I’m sure your fingernails have been reduced to pretty much nothing by now, but here’s what I’m getting at.

The basic premise is that the poor in India dream. Nothing new there. They dream about buying property – invariably land – and this is all self-financed through ‘internal accruals’, family savings and soft loans.

The problem is that these people are largely creditworthy (much more so than the salaried middle-class, who seem to think that everything is free and that they have some kind of divine right to be first in, last out – read, stocks and shares, et al….heylow?)

But I digress.

These people are creditworthy, and are RIPPED OFF all the time – they do not have access to professional advice, they have no access to credit, they have no access to conveyancing or legal support, and they have to BRIBE everyone from the top down to get the land registered, deeds transferred, etc.

So much for the government’s much touted e-governance projects which have soaked up, at last count, many thousands of crores of the TAXPAYERS money.

Why not get together and set up a private-public partnership which empowers poor people when they make property transactions?

Set up the infrastructure, give them the support, enlist stakeholders such as banks to also offer advice, etc (I know banks do this with their ‘business banking’ and ‘commercial banking’ clients) – and spread a little feel good fuzzy warm feeling amongst a community that is ignored, neglected, deprived and yet, consistently exploited?

If you’re interested in learning a bit more or want to contribute your time and expertise to this project, let me know. In the meantime, spread the word – and yes, its not a charitable venture – there’s money to be made in it, all of it legit.

Parting thought: if there are, say, 1 million transactions per year, and you levy a fee of 1000 Rs per transaction, then you could say that the size of the addressable market would be in the region of 1 Billion Rs. That would make any VC salivate, but then he’d turn around and ask you about execution – but I’m not telling (for the moment!).

Oh yeah, and if you could get a 1% share of the addressable market, then your turnover would be 10 Million Rs in the first year – if you could then demonstrate growth over 6 consecutive quarters - say, 30%, then I estimate that your market cap would be in the region of 100 Million Rs sometime in Year 3.

Not bad, huh?

oRiOn

Saturday, 12 July 2008

transliteration

आप को पता था की आप hindi मे भी ब्लॉग कर सकते हैं?

its called transliteration, and offers users the ability to spell words phonetically in english, which is then miraculously converted into hindi in real time...

not sure what my hindi teacher would make of it all, but I thought I'd share this neat trick with you.

oRiOn

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Thursday, 10 July 2008

On a Date!

Sometimes, special dates and times pass us by - we're usually too caught up in the whirlwind of our daily lives and associated chores to notice.

An example?

03:04:05 06-07-08

Passed by a couple of days ago - did you notice?

:)

oRiOn

Make sure you set your alarm for 04:05:06 on 07-08-09...which is more than a year from now!

Wednesday, 9 July 2008

A drive in the neighbourhood ;)

Lonavla on a rain-drenched wind-swept July afternoon...




Rion 'soaks up' (sic!) the fresh greens




Revelling in Rion's home-coming