Rain trickling down between the tin grooves on the roof

collecting and falling into the little tank
lazy flies refusing to fly out of the open window
the charcoal fire outside brings in a musty smell
sitting a few hundred meters above sea level watching rain & clouds merge
a hot cup of ginger tea beckons…
could this memory be of Vairangte in Mizoram,
or Thoubal in Manipur,
or the little guest house in Mahabaleshwar in Maharashtra…

The Raghu Dixit Project at the London Mela 2010

Music can reach out to people in ways unexpected & unknown. I love Indian folk music more than I can understand/like classical music. There’s an earthy informality to it that seems to be accessible to all and sundry whenever and wherever which is lacking in the strict and formal confines of classical music. There have been few amazing bands that incorporate folk music into their own. Just when I was beginning to miss Euphoria and Indian Ocean, out comes The Raghu Dixit Project(we like to refer to the band as RDX sometimes)! The first time I heard them play I was blown out of my mind. OMG how what where when…etc etc these weird thoughts were bouncing happily in my head and god only knows how many people I called up back in India to get me the CD of their music! I did finally get hold of it online.
We’ve been to 2 of the bands’ performances in London and it’s been an awesome experience each and every time. Really looking forward to more of their performances!!!!
I’m sharing some of their photos and also the link to their performance in the London Mela.









The Young Ones

For the last few months whatever little and limited coverage on Manipur that was available to the media was focussed entirely on the chaotic and depressing conditions that have been occurring there. It’s not a new story but this time it came to the country’s notice sooner. The unrest between the Nagas & the Manipuri people has only become more severe but something tells me that this unrest is propagated & perpetuated more by small factions of people who yield either political or gun power! If one were to ask the common people, the ‘aam junta’ in these states what they really want, one would get answers that were more focussed on immediate issues rather than the drawing of borders. Education, 24 hour electricity, better roads & infrastructure, better educational institutions, clean and continuous drinking water, financial encouragement for small entrepreneurs, environmental protection to name a few!

So it was a pleasant surprise when I found out about this little big group called ‘Volunteer for Manipur!’ It has been founded by a group of Manipuri youngsters along with the Youth Congress of Manipur who envision a better Manipur. They started the group online in April 2010 and they haven’t stopped contributing to the society in their small little ways. Their most recent project being to encourage the cleaning of the river Nambol Naga that runs through the busiest part of Imphal. They conducted a survey to show the ill effects of badly managed garbage disposal in Imphal’s most crowded and most famous market – the Ema market or the Mothers’ market – a market run entirely by women. It has long been one of the state’s most famous tourist sites but it recently gave way to the construction of a large mall in its place. The Ema’s(Mothers) have been forced to have their shops along the roads and under very unhygienic sorroundings. The river Nambol Naga that passes through this area has clogged & choked up due to the amount of rubbish that gets disposed off into it.
The most encouraging part of this is the number of young people who have opted to join this movement. I choose to call it a movement as it is nothing less than that! The youth are desperate to make the situation better within first. I hope to contribute to the group from this point on… Its wonderful to know that there are many like-minded individuals who want to make a change & be the change!
Hats off to this group!!
Here’s the link to their facebook page :
Khoiramjari

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She thought he was too uptight for his own good. He thought she needed
discipline. She loved to dance barefeet sometimes all by herself
letting the music carry her away. He loved to read about things that
mattered like politics, economics and sometimes he delved in
psychology. She never thought a man like him could sway her heart! He
never imagined a woman like her could make him want to go head over
heels! When they met, she wondered why he was so reserved. He couldn’t
understand her random rattles. But in moments of silence, their hearts
seemed to reach out to one another. Their eyes locked gently &
lovingly. They danced together laughing & sighing sometimes. She
touched him & he held her. They were in love despite themselves with
each other. They both loved dogs & horses. They loved watching sunsets
& sunrises and they shared a common love for nature. So they got
married to each other.

She was busy creating a home for them. He was
busy earning a living. She waited for him for dinner. He waited for
board meetings to get over. She was beginning to feel a little alone
as he was beginning to feel too tired to respond. She got upset that
he didn’t have time for her. He got upset that she didn’t realise that
he was doing it for their future. One fine day, she was distant. He
was distant. He didn’t hold her. She didn’t touch him. Their love was
just beginning to wither. She went to her parents’ home for a holiday
where she would be considered important. He went to more board
meetings where he was considered important. They had never been apart
for this long! She wasn’t happy being apart from him. He was trying
desperately not to miss her. After all she chose to go for a
‘holiday’. Her mother gave her an album filled with wedding photos.
His mother called him to tell him that he didn’t sound happy these days.
She picked up the phone to call him. He picked up the phone to call
her. They were disheartened to find the phone lines busy. Her heart
filled up & so did her eyes. Was this a sign that things were ending but she still loved him
so much! His heart filled up and he made another desperate attempt to
call her. This time it went through. Hearing her quavering voice, he
choked up. Please come back he said. She agreed. She went back. When
he saw her, his heart soared. He held her in a tight embrace. She
touched his face. They had missed each other so much.
Three months later she fell sick. The doctor just laughed sweetly at them. They
were going to have a baby! She glowed. He was delirious with
happiness. 9 months went by. On the night their little one was about
to be born, she told him that he must teach their baby to love the way
he taught her how to love. That he must stay happy so that he could
teach their baby to be positive. He smiled and said that they’d teach
baby together. The little baby boy was born a little after midnight.
It was a difficult delivery and a lot of blood was lost from her. She
saw the baby and smiled. She saw her husband smiling in tears. That’s
what stayed in her eyes when she shut them forever.
10 years later, he sat at her favourite sofa. Little boy was looking
at his father and asked him why he had tears in his eyes. He said how
much he missed his love. Little boy said that she would want him to be
happy. The young father agreed as he held his son in tight embrace
looking at his beloved’s photo smiling at them sweetly.

some old story

I was reading my sisters blog about how people drift away from each other as time passes by and how especially amongst women, after marriage they tend to get engrossed in their new roles. It brought to mind an utterly unrelated story I had read a million years ago..okay not a million… It was published in Readers Digest magazine & it was one of the most poignant stories I have ever read. I still don’t recollect the name of the author or the title of the story or the exact sequence of events but the essence remained and I’d like to share it with everyone.

The story is narrated by an outsider who’s come visiting this beautiful place. In some cultures, the young man once he has decided whom he wants to marry, must take a ‘dowry’ to the girls’ father to prove to him how much his daughter is worth to the young man. In one such culture that worth is shown in terms of cows. For instance if you take 7-8 cows, the girl must be spectacular to look at…like Aishwarya Rai or Rachel Weisz(yep I do think both women are stunningly beautiful). And of course the less good looking or talented, etc the girl, the lesser the number of cows. Can you imagine old aunts and grandmothers sitting and discussing how they were married for 6 cows…oh look at that girl, she’s not worth the 5 cows he gave her father…or… wow, she’s better than the 8 cows he presented to her father..etc etc you get the idea! I think it’s a Hawaiian tradition, I’m not sure. So there was this sweet but plain looking young girl who was of marriageable age who was very skilled and talented but whilst all her friends were getting married for more than 6 cows, no one was coming to her father with any such offer. Then one day this nice young man shows up and offers her father 7 cows for her hand in marriage. Thats all he could give for her as he didn’t have any money left to get more he said. Of course the whole village was shocked & so was the girl for she never expected more than 4 cows!! And so amidst lots of celebration the wedding took place and the couple exchanged vows.
Whether the author left the village or the couple did, I’m not sure. The details are a bit hazy :-p There was a lot of speculation as to why the man offered so many cows but over time the chatter quieted itself. Sometime later the author went to visit the couple. When he got to the house, a very beautiful & stunning young lady opened the door. The author was baffled…he had all these thoughts running through his head about the identity of this lovely woman but it went away when the woman smiled at him in recognition. Could it be that this was the same woman…Oh yes it was… it was the same plain Jane… the same eyes. He was stunned. The husband realising that some explanation was due, invited the author for a conversation. And no, he wasn’t a plastic surgeon!!
The man said that he gave 7 cows for her because to him, she was worth that and much more. He would’ve given more if it had been possible. The author realised that this beautiful young lady had understood what she was worth. She realised that she was beautiful and that she was valued. It changed her from the inside and that change reflected on her exterior as well. She became more valuable than the dowry of 7 cows!
🙂 I don’t think I need to add an afterthought but I’m sure you’ll share your comments on this!

Looking eastwards

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. So many of the youth don’t identify themselves with the rest of the nation & vice versa. 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 if sometimes.. dont they want steady jobs with steady incomes where they are not hated..or feared… but respected, have families that don’t have to worry about getting ‘bad’ news from police or the army or their neighbours!

All roads led to Rome :)

The Colosseum


Rome wasn’t built in a day and it’s only fair to say that it can’t be seen in a day either…or even 3 days for that matter. This awe-inspiring city was in my list of places to visit before I go to the other plane but it wasn’t tops for some reason. Perhaps the months spent learning Julius Caesar in school had something to do with it! And of course the numerous documentaries, movies & books as well…I didn’t expect to be stunned the way I did when we finally got there and I’m still reeling under the awesomeness of it all. That’s the word – awesomeness!!!

The weeks running upto the trip were manic to put it mildly. In fact the night before we left, I had a late evening class till 9pm, got home by 10:30, packed the best I could till 1am & the next morning we were up by 4am rushing off to the airport! And of course we had a full intinerary waiting for us. That was the day allotted to visiting the holy grounds of the Vatican city. I recommend letting your senses be bazooka-ed into humility by the awesomeness of the Vatican city! The square, rather the semicircle grounds were meant to inspire awe and they do the job pretty well. Trust me it’s far more stunning when you see it for real rather than on reruns of Angels & Demons. Take a guided tour if you can; you’ll need it and don’t ever do the mistake of picking up an audio-guide…BIG mistake!!!!!! Will explain later.

Every ancient & dated structure in Rome seems to have been specifically designed to make your jaw drop either by design or by sheer scale and mostly both! The Pantheon, the monument of Victory, the many splendid churches, the innumerable piazzas… All of them!!!! I could easily imagine every citizen of Rome during the ancient eras dedicating their lives to creating even more immense and intricate structures.

Oh yes the audio guides… don’t rent them as it’s an utter waste of money. We picked up audio guides for the Roman Forum and regretted it. It doesn’t tally with the maps that are handed out to you either. It’s haphazard and misleading to say the least. If you invest in a guided tour, you’ll learn loads more about the locations, the history and the mystery behind them! We did have a guided walk earlier and it was the best – worth every cent we paid for it. And go walk through the streets around the Piazza del Popolo to discover what it must have been like to have lived there a century and more ago… you’ll find hidden treasures everywhere and sometimes even weird combinations of the old and the new and each one of them will have you enchanted. Of course the people there will amuse you to no end… they take great pride in and love their food, their language, their history and their heritage! It’s an experience just watching the Italians in conversation – you can get swayed by it easily 🙂

I feel fortunate to have been able to see the city even of it was somewhat rushed! This city will wrap you in its magical and ancient charms and it’s best if you give in to the calling otherwise you’ll land up seeing everything but without feeling!! And we did throw coins into the Trevi Fountain wishing & hoping that we shall return here again in the near future and relive the magic of the city.



p.s. Photos link: http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/tamphagupta/RomanHoliday?feat=directlink