Sunday, September 27, 2009

State of Latrine

Disclaimer: This article may be distasteful for some. Proceed with caution. Also, this is a humorous take on this rather avoided topic based on writers own experiences and is not based on any kind of research.

Does the title repulse you? What if I say bathroom or rest room. Does that make it better? What's the deal with the most primitive of human activities besides eating (assuming eating came first). We are supposed to be living in advanced times, with most of the basic day-to-day problems solved. Yet, more advanced the potty techniques - more problematic they seem. If we talk of west, they do seem to have mastered the initial part, where one can comfortably rest one's butt on a seat, unlike east, where your rears are hanging in mid-air putting all the load on the knees, resulting in the highest rate of knee arthritis in India, but the cleaning technique still remains problematic. First there is excessive use of paper, adding to the global warming problem (even though west will always blame east for this issue); next, dry paper causing irritation is always on your mind, and last but not least, one never knows, whether one is completely clean, that feeling of satisfaction that only touch of bare hand can provide. Besides, there is also an issue, especially, in public places, that one is kind of sitting on somebody else's buttprints, which makes it so unhygienic.

Eastern ways have its own share of problems, as well. Firstly, of course, the awkward sitting posture akin to a bird resting on a tree branch; secondly the terror of wetting oneself is always there, especially, if one is going through stomach problems, and last but last but not least, the problem of cleaning that remains highly unhygienic.

Another major problem is that of how to design the paikhana (shouldn't have rhymed with maikhana). In the east, they make it as a closed room, so one can go behind shut doors and perform this ritual in private, so nobody can know what one is doing and how, but that still leaves the problem of hard to breathe space left behind by the last user leaving the room unusable for the next in line, esp in public toilets during morning hours. West found a solution to this in the form of open spaces where one is only surrounded by four half walls, leaving it open from top and bottom. This makes the area reusable immediately after use, nevertheless making it difficult to enter the 'the bathroom, itself, because the air wasn't contained to a single room in the first place. Also, this makes going very difficult, as one has to be very careful evacuating, and has to ensure one either does it very carefully not to make too much noise, or time it with some other sound, like when somebody else is flushing another toilet, to let it go full steam. But of course if one likes to always make a bold statement, that's not an issue.

A third alternate has already been developed, that at least addresses the cleaning part, and has been lately gaining popularity, albeit, slowly. It involves neither using paper nor hands; rather this technique utilizes the seating arrangement of the west, and water-cleaning of the east. It consists of a special water fountain built at the edge of the seat that can be operated manually at the time of need. Once the fountain starts, one has to position their cheeks so water hits at the right angle, washing you without having to touch. Even this technique has its difficulties though. It's not uncommon for people to misposition and spill the water all over, and then once again how do you know when to stop cleaning.

The simple fact is even with millions of years of in-habitation on this planet, we still don't have a satisfactory ablution technique that can be solidified in gold and that makes it an inviting experience. It has remained, so far, a necessary evil in most people's lives.

Friday, September 25, 2009

Doon Bakeris

Not a complete list or anything, but here are just some of the munchies I enjoyed growing up ->

Grand Bakers: Round cookies with a swirl. These were just amazing: one of my most favorites. These were round, crispy cookies full of life. Put one in your mouth and forget about the worries of life for a while.

Sardarji's bakery on Tilak Road: I don't remember the name of the bakery. It didn't even have one, I think. They were popular for eggless bisuits. During our stay near Tilak road, almost every couple of months, we would carry our canister of flour to him, and he would bake them fresh with you dropping your saliva all over you while watching the whole operation. By the time the canister reached home, I would have finished 1/4th of it.

Standard bakery, Chakrata road: The one at the intersectin of Chakrata road and tilak road remained a favorite past time for a long time. Pineapple pastries were the best. They were so soft and creamy, that you could swallow without chewing on them. I live in the land of cakes and pastries now, but till date, I have not been able to find a replacement, here.

Ellora's: My exposure to this one remained limited, but this one is prob the oldest and the most popular for the Rajpur road crowd. The cakes are the best here. During Manisha's birthday a few
years ago, this is where I picked the cake from, and it was a real treat.

Sunrise bakers, Ghosi gali: Any doon kid would not gulp his morning glass of milk down without dipping a rusk in from this shop. If you want to pick Doon's famous rusk, this is the shop. We have tried several imitations in the US, but none is close.

Prabhat cinema canteen: This is where I picked up a love for patties. Almost, every day during our evening strolls, we stopped by to eat a couple, only to later have a hard time eating dinner at home on full stomach.

Beatles in Dehradun




Above is the link for ' Dehradun....Dehradun'

The Beatles,India was their most creative period. When they were in Rishikesh/Dehradun for several weeks in February, March and April of 1968 (They stayed at Maharishi Mahesh Yogi's spiritual centre, Rishikesh), they wrote between 23 and 48 songs, 17 of which were included in their White Album, one of their best known.

In that period the Beatles made one song on Dehradun , which never got released. This song is treated as a rare collection on the Beatles. Its video has been released on the occasion of 1st Asian Mayors’ Conference, held at Dehradun, Uttaranchal, India, from Nov 26 – 28 2006, which shows clips of Dehradun our home town and essence of this blog.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Black alphabet equals a buffalo.....


(Courtesy my Colleague Anirudh who too must be courtesing some genius crackpot on net who has the time to draw such innovation)

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Yamuna bridge near Kempty…


This place in ‘Jaunsar Bhabhar’(U’ll see multiple entiries for same if you are into googling, it’s a place inhabited by beautiful truly Aryan pedigree who are carrying forward the sword of Pandavs and Kaurvas and with scheduled privalage bestowed upon by GOI are doing wonders in public life..adjacent to this is Jaunpur(Nainbagh) area infamous more due to ignorance with experts calling it place of reverse ‘Polygamy’…its all history and do not try to look too deep into it….by the way Jasu Rana or Jaspal Rana the famous shooter comes from this place)


If u drive down from Kempty falls which does not at all hold any charm of yesteryear anymore and is becoming the only solace for redundant technologies like ‘Air troliies’ which has been put up , I rode on it alongwith Bijal, Joshita and Seema on this weekend trip and made a quick exit soonest from a place which is pale shadow of its former self.
Driving from Kempty towards Vikasnagar taking the yamnotri highway, Yamuna at its best with swirling waters is view to behold, Nomadic muslim Gujar making their annual treks towards Shivalik ranges are a companion throughout.
I have this trip many a times
· With Pintoo , Rajesh Gupta and Sharad Gupta way back in mid ninties.
· With Pintoo couple of times later.
· With Kapil Manwal in 2003.
All the times its been bikes and scooters and drive always a thrill, I decided to ride my ‘Zen Estillo’ but making sure many a times that route was allright hoping still that modern and rising India has not taken anything away from adventures of yore.
I was rewarded by a nature made waterfall hundered times better than any ‘Kempty falls’.
I wanted my kids to savour this ride and certainly think it was so, l look forward to further journies this path with many a friends in years to come.
Amen!!!

Thursday, September 17, 2009

“Rama market in Doon….pushing economy to boom”

Hope you guys remember ‘RAMA MARKET’..that old hub for ‘cut pieces’.. a den for cheap goods with lots of interesting bargain thrown in.I still remember ladies of Indira Gandhi’s socialist era in 80s going in in this circular market with every inch of space utilized productively, haggling for the last penny and giving a look only witches of Yorkshire are capable of to the vendor for a negotiation gone awry..vendor not to be left behind coolly packs back the goods in non chalantly way only to take a conciliatory step calling behind “ Bahenji chalo aao..aapki rahi”.
As you used to walk the chicken neck entry space..all Ajay mendies villagers from Bannu and Bahawalpur in West Punjab now in Pakistan in their third generation from the coops of space owned by them ..showcasing their wares and calling out to visitors in sweetest voice“ Aoji Bahi saab’…if you still happen to walk through without showing any interest his neighbor would certainly call “ dekhne ke paise nahin lagte didi” others would call “ Chiffon hai..georgette hai..Cotton hai”..i can bet best shirt with anyone you would not have sailed past the third vendor, such was the direct selling tactics these guys had.
Market still stands testimony to grit and determination of an enterprising community….hell bent on overcharging you for the sub standard goods, fourth generation now work on same space.Quality of wares is top notch again a testimony to rising tastes of Indian consumer looking for a bargain on side, there were Darjis or ladies tailor working besides or attached to a clothes shop working better and maniacally than militarily run garment factories and churning out suits after suit within hours, ,it tells about changing scenario I remember a time in late 80s paltan bazaar seemed almost dead..the charm had gone out ..and now everything is changing infact if you happen to visit same place after a gap you may have difficultly identifing same and this holds true for whole of India.