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10 Monday Aug 2009

Posted by Tampha in bakery, cheese, eiffel tower, louvre, monalisa, new years 2009, Paris, rue de monterguiel

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Paris…29 dec 08.
C’est la ville de l’amour! The flavour of this city is distinctly different from that of London’s. It’s dirtier somehow & more chaotic on a people level. But oh my goodness, it’s so pretty! The first sight of Eiffel tower just took my breath away… Well technically it was the second time:) first time we saw it, I thought it was a tv tower.. Hahaha Atop the Arc de triomphe with a fantastic night view of Paris was simply fantastic! I couldn’t help but notice how stunning it was…just like millions of people before me might have said & felt the same! We went for a walk along the Champs-de-Elysees. It’s a super grand version of say the MG road of Pune or park street in calcutta…. & We found a starbucks in the midst of it all as well :-p
G is a little under the weather today but I feel a good nights sleep should gear him up for the rest of the trip:-)
Its the 6th jan 09. I couldn’t continue writing everyday about our Parisian experience. Here’s some more!We went to the Sacre Couer(sacred heart) cathedral on 30th. It was cold & raining-so much like London 🙂 when we stepped out of the metro, the smells were little disarming. The metro stations all smell like human excretae & are little unkempt; and also can be confusing as there can be numerous subways & byways to confuse the already confused tourist-mostly from trying to correctly pronounce the unpronounceable stations! Eventhough the whole of Anvers station can drive you to a insane need to screw your nose, it’s worth it! Paris only smells funny; if u overlook that, it’s got to be the most perfect city ever! Despite the weather, sacre couer was lovely! It has a warm aura & the view from the steps of the church of the city is AWESOME! We tried to figure out our map before heading out for Place du Tertes-apparenty the heart of touristy Paris! Of course, we got swindled out of €20 by a group of smooth talking Jamaicans & 2 silhoutte artists who cut out our silhouttes in less than 2mins! But then that’s what happens to most tourists & it was fun anyway! Place du Tertes was very picture perfect with it’s little bakeries, cafes, artists & colourful individuals! & the cobbled roads…loved them! One can easily see why the creative populace would want to stay in this city!!
And of course, we went to see the NotreDame cathedral! Scenes from ‘The Hunchback of Notredame’ kept coming to my mind! It’s really beautiful! It has a gothic feel & the interiors are largely Gothic architecture. The aura of the place was incredibly peaceful despite the throngs of people there! The stained glass detailing & the ceilings were phenomenal. It was a pleasant surprise to find a statue of Joanne d’Arc aka Joan of Arc in the cathedral. It was an absolutely fascinating experience.
We spent the evening just hanging around the hotel. 31st December 08, we decided to visit the one & only Musee du Louvre-the worlds most visited museum. One things for sure, Paris isn’t really the most organized cities when it comes to directions, road signs, subway signs, museum directions, etc. So after an hours’ wait for the tickets we got confused with signs & landed up outside the louvre instead of inside. We had to queue for another hour before we finally got in! The Napolean chambers/apartments were awesome! Loved it! After lots of map-reading & many french sculpture pieces, we finally reached the room that hosts what the Louvre is most famous for-the ever-smiling Monalisa! It was way too crowded for either of us to appreciate the painting! I did see several grand & exquisite tapestries hanging around in odd corners of the museum but they seemed to have been neglected! Very sad! All in all, the louvre was a little disappointing…must be the crowds..whatever!
So we decided that instead of being glum, we should celebrate the new year watching the fireworks show under the Eiffel tower. What a lovely tower…it’s beautiful! We were in for a big surprise when no fireworks happened! Well..it was lots of fun nonetheless! 🙂 We watched throngs of merry makers & sloshed people screaming ‘Bonne Annee’! That was actually a great start to the new year! It was beautiful, under-stated yet elegant! Most of all we were together sharing something exclusive. & somehow I’m glad we weren’t drunk or inside 4 walls screaming on top of many voices.
The Lonely Planet guide set us up for the next day-the first day of 2009. We went to the Trocadero where bands & artists come to perform. It was a unique experience out in the toe-numbing cold. The Trocadero itself is magnificient! It gives an awesome view of the Eiffel tower which sadly was halfway in the clouds when we got there. Gaj went on a trigger happy spree shooting snaps:-) I would highly recommend all my girlfriends get their coffee/tea from the cafe stall on the left flank of the Trocadero! The guys who serve you there are super cute:-p There was a London based Indian pipe band that first performed. They played ‘mera piya ghar aaya’…very good fun! Then there were some hyper American cheerleadering group-what a leg show!! There was a very cute Italian band that had all their musical instruments made out of the oddest things. It was really entertaining. The Czech group was so elegant & of course the Slough dhol band-I danced a lot 🙂 I think it kept my toes from freezing & falling off! We spent the entire afternoon there.
In the evening we braved the cold to go & see this quaint Parisian street called Rue Montorgueil. After lots of crazy zigzag subway walking & searching, we finally got there only to realize it was closed for new years day! So of course we put that down for the next days agenda. I’m glad we did. It was worth it.On 2nd, we were to leave for London in the evening. The morning we headed for rue montorgueil. It was perfect. One of the prettiest streets I’ve seen so far with the quaintest patisseries, boucheries & fromageries! And chocolatiers:-) it was delightful! After scanning lots of cafes G settled on one little restaurant where we had a very wholesome brunch…very French bread, ham & cheese! We headed out quickly towards the Eiffel tower after that! We were hoping to go right to the top & have a birds eye view of Paris. When we got there, we found a loooooong winding queue that seemed to lead nowhere but it was for entry into the tower. We stood for nearly 2 hours in the line only to realize as we were nearing the gates that we were short of time..we had to catch our train back 😦 so we left..our fellow queuers were most sympathetic though! So Eiffel tower remains to be done… Next time we shall definitely do that :-)So we headed back to London feeling little sad that we had to leave so fast! Our vacation was over:( but it was fantastic and we shall come back again very soon!
Paris, je t’aime!

Remembering Quiddy

29 Wednesday Jul 2009

Posted by Tampha in loss, loving memory, memory, strength

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One day at a time
Is all I can bear
If I can make it through this day
Then I can look back tomorrow
And know that I am strong
Even in my weakness
And sometimes being weak
Is the only way I can be, at all…
© 1996 Dear Cheyenne
I miss Quiddy – though I haven’t seen her or touched her with my hands, I miss her. She brought me so much joy for 5 months. It’s been 2 months since she left & I wonder sometimes where did it all go. Sadly my body still displays characteristics of being pregnant owing to the rather large fibroid I have in my uterus. I cringe when people get up for me in the tube but I found it easier to accept politely – they feel good & I don’t have to stand! Yesterday I held my tummy on my way back home & I missed my little angel. If you’d ask me if I wanted her back, I’d say no. To me she has moved ahead in her journey and left some memories that can only be described as beautiful. Feeling her move around inside when she was there gave me so much peace. I’d make her listen to songs & she moved-maybe she didn’t quite approve of my taste in music :-).A good friend said maybe you weren’t ready for it. She meant well & I do consider her a wise soul but it left me thinking. Was I really not ready? Were there doubts? And so on… But then I thought heck that can’t be. Nobody ever can be too ready or unprepared to be a parent! I’m sure many people years after their children have settled down still feel they could’ve done more or they did too much. It’s an endless debate. I did have my fears & many thoughts about motherhood. But I think I was more prepared for it than most other women could have been.I sometimes run the sequence of events in my head to see if I have the courage to feel the range of emotions I must’ve felt then. There are times when I just get an empty feeling & nothing else. From the time the water broke, everything just seems like a long drawn dream – a twilight zone in our lives. I vividly recall that night at the hospital when Quiddy was squirming inside me; I was so uncomfortable and so incredibly sad. It would be the last time I felt her move inside and then the next day she went away peacefully. I spoke to her all the time – I told her it was okay to let go. That mummy & daddy love her despite not having seen or touched her physically. She was our little Quiddy & that she shouldn’t be afraid. She should go & make someone else incredibly happy. I held my bump that morning – held it really tightly because I knew that I wouldn’t have the courage to hold her when she’s out of me. I wouldn’t be able to look at her as it would give a face & personality to her. I didn’t want her memory to have a face – I want it to stay always as a feeling. I held her inside me and when she finally was delivered, I had to ask the midwives not to show me any of her – I would’ve collapsed completely. I didn’t want to. And she went without giving any pain whatsoever. When I look at other pregnant women & babies, I can’t help but feel happy. How could I be sad looking at them – it seemed to be a major concern for everyone else but me. How could I be sad because of them… I feel happiness when I see little babies and expectant women. And though it will be a while before we can have the blessing in our lives, I’m thankful for the 5 months ‘preview’ we got with Quiddy. She was my affirmation.
Thinking of you my little one & wishing you bring happiness wherever you go next.

18 Thursday Jun 2009

Posted by Tampha in alienation, assam, development, industrial development, kohima, manipur, NGO, north east india, shillong

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Nestled in the north-eastern corners of India lie the seven states that have long remained ignored and if in news for all the wrong reasons. As the information age is progressing, this region is slowly lifting itself out of the situation it used to be in. Till late 1970’s this region lacked the coherence of the developed states within the country due to the presence of several tribal units that had for centuries survived unchanged. The global wars brought this region into news as it formed a formidable barrier between the Burmese and Chinese borders and India during World War II. Since then this area has had its share of upheavals. Assam of course developed thanks to the British exploitation of the land for Tea plantations & the discovery of oil reserves. This though didn’t entirely help in keeping trouble out of this state. The other northeastern states moved at a negligible pace towards development. Meghalaya & Nagaland though have moved considerably ahead of its neighbours. The missionaries and NGOs that came here after India’s independence helped to build up the societies here. Of course much of the old ways of life in these regions have been lost to Christianity. But on the other hand the progress in the Christian dominated areas has been very optimistic and these regions are still developing further.

Each of the NE states is richly endowed with ecological diversities and an equally rich cultural heritage. It is unique from what you get to see in the other parts of the country. The flora and fauna, the culture, language and way of life are distinct and surprisingly multi-varied here. The features of the people here are dominantly Mongolian and language and culture an interesting mix between mainland India and the Mongolian races. It is here that the Dravidian, Caucasian and Aryan blend with the Mongolian… hence you get to see a wide range of anatomical variations. Of course, from the great Hindu epic Mahabharata, you also get references of this region signifying the recognition of the region across texts & over centuries.

This region also has its own share of global contributions. The game of Polo has its origins in Manipur. The great Indian Rhino has its habitat in the Kaziranga National Park in Assam. The Brahmaputra River carved out the largest mud island – Majuli, on its course in Assam. Manipuri dance is highly admired all over the world. The Naga tribes still invoke an ancient world charm and are part of the world’s indigenous peoples, just to name a few.

The biggest problem that this area faces is that of regional unrest. Political and social divisions here have created violent rifts amongst the people of this region. Insurgency is a major problem here. What started out a few decades ago as a resistance to political corruption has now taken on a different meaning altogether! Militancy and insurgency makes this region unfavourable for development of any sort. Attempts of industrialization and development have been grounded due to the presence of such anti-social elements. Many states of course are now realising the need to modernise and develop their territories if any progress is to happen. Nagaland and Meghalaya today are completely different from what they used to be. Shillong and Kohima are now urban cities perched in the most coveted laps of nature and are attracting people from all over the world. Shillong has been in the news recently owing to its people setting the World record for largest number of people drumming together for a given period of time. It might sound like a small thing but it has finally brought this region to the world’s attention.

Another aspect of this region is the presence of a textiles & handicrafts industry here that has existed for centuries. Almost every traditional house owns a loom – be it a handloom or a hand-held loom. One can go into even the most interior of places here and one can find evidence of the rich textile heritage of this region. It’s not only a means of livelihood but it also defines the people. Many well known Indian designers head here to pick up the well crafted cane products. This sector is unorganised as the crafts started more as a way of equipping the locals for their daily life and not for commercial purposes. Non-governmental organisations are now trying to change this scenario and make things more accessible not only for the consumers outside but also for the local craftsmen.

Tourism should boost the economy as this geographical area has a wide variety of activities to offer and the region is largely unspoilt by industrialisation – the only thing good that came out of the decades of non-entry of development! The local people will also have to make a collective effort keeping aside their differences and move towards developing infrastructure facilities and restoring regional pride.

There is much to be done in this north eastern corner of India and there is a need for a change in attitude not only of the local people but also of the rest of the nation. If only the mega industrial houses of India look east and see the overwhelming potential that this region has to offer. There is a customer base here that will lap up new technologies, new fashions and new anything at a neck-break speed as long as it is the latest that the world has to offer! It is a place that has an underlying hunger for change even if it is largely a need for the latest consumer products available.

Despite having grown up outside of this region, I feel strongly about it. I feel strongly about the lack of industrial development, the animosity between tribes& peoples, the absence of a good rail/road network across the region, the gigantic potential for eco-tourism in these states, the beauty of the region… I can go on & on about it.

The alienation of this region has existed for too long now and this alienation has become the identity sadly of some of the anti-social groups in the region. Many amongst the youth here don’t identify themselves with the rest of the nation & vice versa. And then again there seems to be some comfort in being alienated as well. That ways they don’t have to deal with finding new jobs where they have to work hard & earn less than what they can through extortion & exploitation! But for how long… I wonder sometimes… don’t they want steady jobs with steady incomes where they are not hated… or feared… where they can hold their head up high, where their families don’t have to worry about getting ‘bad’ news from the police or the army or their neighbours! maybe some day…perhaps there will come a day when everyone gets fed up of this madness and decide to bring back some feeling of normalcy back into their lives if not the entire region!

Not a Love Story

28 Thursday May 2009

Posted by Tampha in short love story

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A young girl sits with her friends and they watch the young musicians perform in praise of the Lord. The performance is enchanting and the girl is caught in the enchantment when her gaze suddenly meets the gaze of the flute player in the troupe. That moment lasted an eternity and the flute player skipped a tune… no one noticed the missed beat or the skip of heartbeats across the temple courtyard except two young souls. They went home that day on their separate ways and wondered why that night sleep wasn’t easy to come by.
The next day the girl returned to the temple courtyard hoping in her heart that the flute player might have felt the same way she did. There were throngs of people gathering in the temple to lay their offerings but as her eyes searched, she couldn’t find him and her heart got weary. She decided to go home and hoped she would forget this episode. On her way out while she was wearing her slippers, a figure stopped abruptly in front of her and was taking off his slippers. She looked up and saw the flute player in front of her. Both were shocked to find each other this way. She almost said something and he almost replied but a wave of silence held them. And then he told her that he was going on a tour outside the village and would return in a couple of weeks’ time. Would she wait for him? That’s all. Nothing was spoken apart from that and he headed hurriedly towards the temple. The girl looked on… he didn’t say anything but she heard every thought he had expressed.
The days passed by and turned into an excruciatingly long wait. News reached a fortnight later that the troupe had been dismantled as their teacher had passed away in a tragic accident. There was going to be a prayer meeting in the temple the next day in his honour and everyone in the village including members of the troupe would come to pay their respects.
She was excited about the prospect of meeting him and felt a little guilty about being happy in a time like this. The next day she was full of excitement and she had butterflies in her stomach.
That day many turned up to pay their respects. She waited near the temple gate hoping to catch a glimpse of him. The day was drawing to an end and still there was no sign of him. She was beginning to feel a little foolish about her situation but her heart still yearned. She decided she might as well do what everyone had come there to do. She walked up to the temple pedestal where a throng of people were laying flowers. As she reached the pedestal, a few flowers fell from her hand. She bent to pick them up. When she got up to place them, she was greeted by the sight of the flute player.
It was encased in a frame and a familiar flute rested in front of his picture.

Contradictions

28 Thursday May 2009

Posted by Tampha in change, contradictions, developing nations, development, Naga

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The newspapers, magazines, journals and perhaps several hundred books blare out the dangers of global climate change everyday! If one was to count the number of trees that were felled to make that paper on which the journal or the book was published, we would save a tiny but significant percentage of temperature change of our planet! And the bleaching of that paper would’ve caused god only knows how much harm to ground water! The contradictions with which we live today are alarming.
We complain about not saving electricity & how little water there is left on this planet; yet our conscience doesn’t kill us when we take our kids to Water-world parks in the middle of desert cities and we don’t bat an eyelid at the number of neon lights that flood the streets even after the last person in the shopping mall has left!
How easy for the developed countries to say that the developing world shouldn’t cut down more rainforests or clear more areas for cultivation of cash crops! How can the so called conscientious people of the west not see that the demand comes from the developed world? What else does a man living in, for example, Indonesia do when he knows that western companies will pay him more so that he can buy food – it will be far more expensive & time consuming for him to grow his own crops in his fields? Worse still his land would have been bought off from him if not taken away by the government to allow new crop cultivation or a new factory set up! The west has already ‘developed’ and everyday cable networks everywhere flash the exorbitant lifestyles that the developing countries identify with wealth. Thanks to sattelite television now even the remotest parts of most nations get a glimpse into that world. Wouldn’t the youth in the developing nations too be tempted to have that lifestyle? Why wouldnt they want to have that level of living… Now when the poor Naga man in the hills of north-eastern India decides to wear cotton t-shirts made in Karur (in Tamil Nadu) when foreigners come visiting, the latter laments at the loss of culture and traditional lifestyles & writes about the dying traditions. What else is that man supposed to do! It’s cheaper for him to buy that t-shirt than to spend days toiling & working on the handloom making fabrics that his grandchildren or children may not even want to wear. He too wants to send his children to learn English and earn money at par with the rest of youth of the country if not the world!

There are a million such thoughts racing in my mind. Please feel free to add, criticise, fight, debate or give your point of view. I’m sure it will make an interesting read! Please share.


01 Thursday May 2008

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When it begins to rain and your mind begins to wander
Outside the window, does your heart stir at the sight of rain dripping off
the tips of the gulmohar trees?
Does a tear stop from pouring over every time the rain washes on your window?
Does the smell of the earth make you yearn for things you can’t see but only feel?
Does the mention of a name long forgotten stir up memories of some old favourite place where as children, friends would huddle together before rushing out in the relentless rain…

23 Friday Nov 2007

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Another heart breaks at this moment, another heart is sealed
Another soul breaks a promise, another secret revealed
Someone seeking to find the answers of their life
Someone comes back to find the answers all within their heart
There is a strange boomerang of thoughts across the world
It defines the reason why we always come back where we start.
We all want acceptance yet we hold biases abound
We aren’t like that is the word we spread around
My life is so different from yours in every way says one
But at the end of the day how much different are we from each other
We want the same level of love, tenderness & acceptance
That we seek from others first rather than first from ourselves.

Dedicated to Kashmir…

23 Friday Nov 2007

Posted by Tampha in bird of paradise, Kashmir, mountains

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In the land of Kashmir, within it’s heart
There are lakes that reflect the colours of the sky
Where the earth ends and the heavens start
The clouds curtain the stars where the shepherd lies…
The snow crowns the mountain tops on high
And craftsmen recreate the magic of the vale
As the birds of paradise overhead fly
And the flowers in the enchanted gardens prevail…
Outside the night captures the evening clam
Hiding the old valley’s relentless turmoil
The cricket sings a song like a soothing balm
That heaven shall return once again to this soil.

Its raining…

28 Sunday Oct 2007

Posted by Tampha in emotional connections, journeys, rains

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Journeys are wonderful preludes in our lives… moving from one destination to another. Leaving a place behind & bracing ourselves for the next place where new experiences await us. These lengthy moments when we are alone with our thoughts and away from the usual environment, we find emotional connections within ourselves that were long forgotten. Sometimes staring out of the train window, memories of a certain incident floods our thoughts. The colour of the sky nudges a memory out of nowhere and makes us smile. Maybe at times it will bring us ceaseless tears and after we are done crying, the smile somehow remains.

14 Friday Sep 2007

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One blink and a moment is gone forever
One whisper & a language ceased to exist
It takes but a little moment in time
For a life to be given to another deadly disease…
Another species is forever gone
Sometimes it makes me wonder
Whose side are we really on!
A forest lumbered to the ground
Another tribe loses its sacred mound
Just another sacrifice we lay
To what we call advancement today.
The balance of life now lies asunder
Is there hope for mankind I wonder!
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