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Friday, September 30, 2005

Bombay's deceptive climate

It is indeed deceptive to most 'locals' who on the contrary claim that they have a grip on it. You find people talking illogically about the climate patterns with an authority as if they are employed with the Mumabi Meterological Dept. Thats another point that the Met boys are always clueless about what hovers above their heads.

Lets examine ...

People say that it rains in May and will continue till August. Nothing in this is even remotely close to the truth. The truth is that the weather patterns have shifted. It starts raining only in mid-June. What we get prior to that is the pre-monsoon. Sometimes pre-monsoon rains also tend to be heavy giving people an impression that the rains have come.

Rains now continue till late October and an occasional "Cold November Rain". This is also due to the shift. The "legendary" October heat now comes in November and early December. The "winter" of Bombay now comes in January and February. In fact its now observed that it gets cooler than say 20 years ago. Temperatures touch 13 deg. celsius quite frequently. Its nothing to get alarmed , the way the press makes it out to be.

Summer infact starts April ... and till June. This is the time of heat and humidity which is now even more intense than the earlier years. Temperatures of 35+ during that time is rather common. In fact you only have to look at the quantity of sweat on people, to tell how hot or humid it is. Just travel in a bus or train and you will now. On cooler days people are relatively dry. You really dont need a temperature guage to tell you the number.

The other myth that locals swear by is the relationship between the high-tide and rain. They think that if its high-tide, its going to rain. Nothing further from the truth. Tides have no bearing on when it will rain. The tide only affects our disastrous drain system - which goes for a toss once its high tide.

A lot of this can be attributed to the global warming phenomenon. Temperatues around the world have defenitely incereased a degree and a half at least. Sea levels are on the rise. This has changed the climate patterns in most parts of the world, especially the tropics. And we are bang inside the tropics.

I have also seen that people are rather clueless about what the rain can do to them and what they themselves can manage to do in the rain. Before it rains, when its hot, they say we will go out for picnics when it starts raining. They conjure images of cool rains lashing their cottages, surrounded by lush greenery. A glass of whiskey in their hand. But when it does rain, they retreat. The intensity and destruction around leaves them helpless and they pray for it to stop raining.

Another folly made by people is that they can get things done the normal way when it rains. And when theyve made grandiose plans of doing this and that - it starts to pour. And then all plans go for a toss. They are not able to complete a fraction of what they had claimed they could do. All this since they dont understand the power of the rain.

About drinking water, they get worried that if the lakes dont get thier fill, then we are doomed. What they dont realise that the only way we can stay alive now is by conservation. If you see the way water is wasted - leaking main line pipes, people using showers for baths (why cant they use buckets) etc. If you control all these, you wont blame it on nature, that its not raining. Some buffoons in the past have gone ahead and tried some silly things like cloud seeding by spraying some silver oxide or some chemical in the clouds, so that it starts raining. I mean, stop trying to play God. Some others have performed yagnas and held prayer meetings - so that it will rain.

During summer they pray that it should rain else we will have water shortage and also that its getting too hot. It should rain in the catchment areas and what not. they get hell concerned about water. And when it rains they pray that it should subside since the rain has screwed them up royally right and left, due to their boisterous egos.

The thing is that people dont understand nature and the cimalte patterns. If one does, then life becomes more relaxed. For example always keep in mind that :

If it rains, it will pour.
If it pours, it will flood the streets.
If the streets get flooded, the transport will stop.
If there is knee deep water at Vakola, at Kurla it will be neck deep.
If there is knee deep water at Bandra, at Kurla it will be above your head.
If the flood waters rise, they will enter your house.
If flood water enters your house, it will damage property and cherished things.
If it pours, your house walls will leak.
If it rains, schedules will be thrown out of gear and things will slow down.

And lastly, dont ever beleive the Met boys. Always form your own conclusion of the forthcoming climate by observing the satellite picture that they give us each day. Assuming that its not a work of art by one of their over-enthusiastic staff members. At least they do something still.

So accept it that you can only be controlled by the climate and not the other way round. Best is to stay calm.

Just realise that, nothing lasts forever ....

... even "Cold November Rain". (Guns N' Roses)

Thursday, September 29, 2005

Does your job give you variety ?


I dont think so.

Ask yourself and think seriously about it and eventually you will realise that what I said above is true.

Let see how ...

You know a skill. You apply it to your job and earn. Each new 'order' is processed the same way - you keep applying that same old skill. No variety.

You work at a company (maybe after a engineering and/or MBA degree). You now sit and make excel sheets all day. (Actually just copy paste from other sheets and summarise things). The same for presentations (both making and giving them). Each new 'order' is processed the same way - you keep applying that same old skill (of copying and pasting) .So , no variety.

You run a shop. Give things and count money. Absolutely no variety.

I mean all these jobs are predictable - you know what to expect - and that gives a high degree of comfort level. Youve been there - done that - and now just do it again. And again.

But if you program a computer. Boy, thats unknown territory - only daring prevails here. Each new task is like something never done before. You take it as it comes. This is how - each new feature thats used has to be programmed in a new way. You have to figure that out each time. Im talking about programming, not the configuring type nonsense thats used in SAP and ERP type systems. No doubt, there is some repetition, but then this realm gives you the opportunity to improvise and come out with new solutions and methods. Not too many jobs give you this advantage. And so each new task gives you a sense of fulfllment and satisfaction of having 'done' something.

Await a future post on what comprises work. It will tell you whats classified as work and whats not. Expect some very interesting relevations . So keep those eyes peeled to these pages.

Is the pulse polio programme effective ?

We have seen over the last few years, that every few months or so there is this "Pulse Polio" programme in which kids below the age of 5 are supposed to be given two drops of the polio vaccine, so that polio can be eradicated. This is a good move and looking by the way the publicity is done for it and the way the information of the dates (usually a Sunday) is spread, I dont think there might be any kids who might be left out. Volunteers spam the slums too in addition to making door to door visits, looking for kids. Its free, so people are not hesitant to come forward. All this is rather good. Public money well spent, for a change.

But ...

Is the polio vaccine thats given really effective ? Does it guarantee that the kid wont get polio ? Is there any siphoning off the vaccine and maybe replacing it with coloured water ? In our country nothing can be ruled out - its a place where religon is also raped for money.

I say this because today at T-junction I saw a small (maybe 3/4 year old girl) in a school uniform - wating for her bus or something. And she had polio. Crutches and all. The kid looked as if it was from a decent background. It was rather dissapointing. Has anyone made any check on the outcomes of this pulse polio programme ? Is it just a way to gain publicity ? How many polio cases get reported (there will be more obviously) - and if so why ? Why should even one kid get it. Or is it that the vaccine doesnt guarantee eradication ? If so its a rather very rude sham.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Saurav Ganguly and Greg Chappel : The real story

Bombay / Mumbai and Maharashtra Cricket : The main reason why people are out for the heads of Saurav Ganguly and Greg Chappel.

Now GC is a professional and I dont see why he shouldnt reprimand non-performers, be it the captain. SG has taken things too lightly and has considered his captaincy for keeps. He is perhaps following the policy of the erstwhile Bombay and Maharashtra cricket lobby. The big-T who is right now cooling his heels at home is perhaps one reason too. The sons-of-the-soil have got jittery at not being able to control this money-spinning game on their terms. Throw in Sharad Pawar and the jigsaw puzzle nears completion. They cant tolerate that the rest of India has progressed far more than what they have. Proof is by the fact that hardly any noteworthy cricketer from this region has made it to the team for a long term duration. for some time now. The poor selectors are under pressure to keep their feifdoms happy. ( Money and sex again in the background, probably). Locals rattle off names like Agarkar, Bhaitule, etc. etc. - but no one is(was) worth being in more than a university cricket team. Tendulkar has already prooved himself to be a worthless captain and a player who only played for records. (We lost most of the matches when he scored runs, and thats rather sad.). Its good that he will now get all the time in the world for commercials and will rake in more bucks than what the game gave him.

Caught in the crossfire are Saurav Ganguly and Greg Chappel. This is not a turnaround from my earlier stand in the issue. If these two dont perform - they too should get their respective piece of footwear - boots and chappals.

(This post may be offensive to some sections of society)

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Boots and chappals

With the fight (over money or sex - every conflict in the world is over only these two things) between our cricket captain and cricket coach reaching hilarious levels, one needs to explain things further.

Give Ganguly the Boot and Chappell the Chappal. And send both back home. We dont need any of them.

After all even games like cricket are played only for the above mentioned two things. Fights, games, contests, riots, meetings, in fact everything is just for these two things. And invariably there are only losers. One gets the boot, the other gets the chappal.

Nothing more to say or write about footwear.

Retire gracefully at 60

When you are 60 years of age, you are supposed to 'retire' from service. This has been the rule for ages and in most countries. There must be some logic behind this number of 60. Biologists, Evolution Ecologists, Human Behaviour Specialists, DNA mappers, Doctors, Ph.D's etc. (must) have all written tomes to prove this fact.

I witnessed the proof of this by interacting with one such sixtyish guy in our company. That's another point that his being around before he turned 60, was also surprising to everyone. Old's is right now on extension !!!! - (God save us).

The other day Old's called me up and was furious over something. I tried to explain him in very simplistic terms about the problem but he roared back that he didnt understand what I was telling him.

Now come on Old's. Youve turned 60, your not supposed to understand. You are supposed to sit at home or in your village from where you actually came. The Biologists can vouch for this with their facts. I mean fade away gracefully. And let competent persons prevail. The future of the world is at stake.

Aside: Most professions and activities have a official/unofficial retiring age. For normal 9-5pm jobs and services its round about (+/- 2) 60. For tennis players its 23/24. For cricketers its 29/30. The big-T (of the bat-ball game) has crossed this mark, mind you. Politicians, on the other hand start when they're 60. They dont retire. For corporate style jobs, if you dont become a CEO by the time you are 35/37 consider yourself an utter failure and fade away (retire) gracefully.

BEST drivers v/s the other transport drivers

Result : BEST drivers lose badly

Let see how. When it comes to shoving and pushing while driving ( a real show of daring), then only people that the BEST drivers can bully are the petty cyclists and timid scooter drivers. The MSRTC (ST) drivers just care two hoots for the BEST drivers and can take them on any day. Just the other day an ST driver beautifully manipulated his vehicle in such a way that he'd shattered the BEST drivers window pane with his ST bus. Not only that, the poor BEST driver had in the tense confusion, gone on and dashed a scooterist from behind. The ST had long vanished ahead, leaving the poor BEST driver to face the irate crowds who had collected on the road on seeing the injured scooterist. The BEST driver had tried to be smart, but alas, they are a breed of imbeciles (ELSE THEY WOULD HAVE JOINED SOME OTHER ORGANISATION, NO?)

BEST drivers also try to retaliate when they see a KA (Karnataka) or AP (Anhdra) marked bus. But its better that the BEST drivers stay safe, if they want to live futher. These two breeds can infact make life rather difficult for the BEST drivers. Better not try any tactics with these kinds.

Our BEST drivers (overprotected by their useless unions) take it for granted that they rule. But boss, When you are on the road, true daring prevails. Not a propped up prophecy.

Saturday, September 24, 2005

One son (of the soil) blaming the other

The sons-of-the-soil at the BMC and MMRDA are at the blame game again, with each one going to the (ever ready) press over how the other was to blame for the 26 July floods and the bad road conditions. Both organisations need to be made professional by removing such utterly incompetent persons - who are taking the city to ransom.

Our over-enthusiastic press

One over-enthusiastic newspaper printed a picture yesterday of the WE highway, full of pot-holes (when they get filled with water, it looks pretty bad). Today there was another picture of the same spot (but of the dry road, since it hadnt rained). They claimed that due to their picture the authorities had swung into action and the needful had been done. What's to be realised is that the dry roads, also had the pot-holes, but since they werent filled with water, like yesterday, they werent looking so menacing. I also happen to travel the same route daily, and myself have seen that the pot-holes were just as before. The only person to have visited the place was maybe the newspapers' photographer.

The press doesnt waste time in taking its readers for a ride. They have to claim that they are the best - (using dubious and silly methods like this) - to score over other equally useless daily publications.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Bombay's Nomenclature

This is a new in-progress post on the origins of names used in the city of Bombay. Also included are alternate names for the same places. Nomenclature of a place doesnt remain static, it evolves over time (including spelling) depending on the culture and social activity of the particular era.

I'd urge people who know of more such origins of names to contribute

Agashi Bay : Angassee Bay
Agripada : Agri community
Arthur Road : British Governor of Bombay
August Kranti Maidan : Maidan from where the call to "Quit India" was given on 7 August 1942
Azad Maidan : Earlier Camp Maidan
Babulnath : Babul (Accacia) trees
Badlapur : Badlapoor
Ballard Estate : General Ballard was the first Chairman of Bombay Port Trust from 1873-1876.
Bandra : Bandora, Pandara, Bandara, Vandre, meaning land of monkeys , Bunder(meaning port)
Bhandari Street : Bhandari community
Bhatia Baug : Bhatia community
Bhayendar : Baynel. Also from the saying that this place has no "bhay" and "dar" (fear)
Bhendi Bazar : Bhendi trees (Umbrella tree)
Bhoiwada : Bhoi community
Bohra Bazaar : Bohra community
Bombay : Mumbai, Bom Bahaia or Bom Baia (means Good Bay), Godess Mumbadevi , Bombei, Bomaím or Bombaim(Portugese), Mumba
Bombay Stock Exchange : Earlier known as The Native Share and Stockbrokers Association
Breach Candy : Comes from the breach or the pass between the two hills, Malabar hill and Cumballa Hill
Cadell Road : Named after Municipal Commissioner
Carmichael Road : Named after Municipal Commissioner
Carnac Road : British Governor of Bombay
Chandanwadi : Because of the sandalwood shops in the area
Charni Road : Charni means grazing. So named since cattle grazed in that area
Chinchpokli: Chinch (Tamarind) trees
Chor Bazaar : It is also said that the thieves, after committing the theft disposed off their booty here
Chowpatty : Comes from Chau-pati, the four channels of water that covered the foreshore
Churchgate : Derived from the Church's gate in the area
Colaba : Kolbhat(Koli name) , Collourias (village of the Kolis)
Cross Maidan : Since there is a cross somewhere near it
Cuffe Parade : T.W Cuffe, Chairman of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Corporation (1901-1902)
Cumballa Hill : Kambal groves
Dadar : From Marathi word dadar, which means , staircase or ladder. Since the village served as a ladder or as the place through which one reached Bombay, it was named Dadar.
Dahanu : Dannoo
Dalal Street : From the share brokers who conducted their business there
Dharavi : Dharavee
Erangle : Yourangoul
Falkland Road : British Governor of Bombay
Flora Fountain : Named after the Greek goddess Flora
Forjett Street : Bombay's superintendent of police in 1885, Charles Forjett
Fort (South Bombay) : Derives its name from the fact that the area fell within the former walled city (Bombay Castle)
Gaiwadi : Open place meant for cows.
Ghatkopar : Ghat ke oopar (meaning over the hill)
Goregaon : Gore's village, Named after politically active Gore family
Gowalia Tank : Gets its name from the cows. In the early days there was a tank and the Gowalis used to gather on its banks as their cows grazed on the nearby Cumballa Hill
Grant Road : Sir Robert Grant (1779-1838) governed Bombay from 1835 to 1838
Harvey Road : Named after Municipal Commissioner
Hornby Road : Named after Hornby Vellard , British Governor of Bombay
Hughes Road : Chairman of the Bombay Port Trust
Islam Pura : Muslim Communities
Kala Nagar : Settlement of people related to the arts.
Kalyan : Kalliannee, Kallioni
Kamatipura : From the Kamatis who came from Andhra Pradesh in the eighteenth century to work as artisans and labourers in Bombay
Khar : From Marathi word, khara, which means salty
Kumbhar Wada : Potters community
Kurla : Colorem, Coorla, Kurlem, Kurle
Lamington Road : British Governor of Bombay
Lohar Chawl : From the iron shops there
Mahalaxmi : From Mahalaxmi Temple
Mahim : Mahun, Mahikawati temple,
Malad : Mallar, Mahey
Mazagaon : Mazigaon. Also maybe from, Maza Gaon which means "my village"
Mereweather Road : Chairman of the Bombay Port Trust
Nagdevi and Nagpada : From old shrines of serpents
Naigaum : Locality where Bhimdev had his court of justice, i.e Nyaya gram
Nariman Point : K.F. Nariman, president of the Bombay Provincial Congress Committee and former mayor of Bombay
Nepean Sea Road : Sir Ernest Nepean , British Governor of Bombay
Null Bazaar: Got its name from the main drain of the city that used to flow along this course to join the sea at Worli
Panvel : Panwell
Parel : Parali Vaijanath Mahadev temple. Also from Paral trees
Peddar Road : Named after Municipal Commissioner
Proctor Road : Sir Henry Proctor, the Chairman of the Bombay Chamber of Commerce.
Pydhoni : Washing feet, "Paya" means feet. "dhoni" means washing.
Reay Road : British Governor of Bombay
Salsette : Salcett, meaning sixty-six villages , Shashasti
Sandhurst Road : Lord Sandhurst governed Bombay between 1895 and 1900
Santacruz : Meaning "Holy Cross" , which was somewhere at the site of the current railway station.
Sion : Seo, Shiva, which means boundary or limit, Sheev, Shiv. Also from the Marathi word 'Sima' or boundary, as Sion village marked the boundary between Bombay and Salsette
Tardeo : From the Tad palm (Tadgoda) trees in the area
Thane : Derived from Sthan or Sthanaka, the capital of the Konkan kings, Thana, Shreesthanak, Aparant, Kalabe De Tana (Portugese), Tanna
Vasai : Bassein, Bacaim
Versova : Versovah
Vidyavihar : Means the garden of education, from the KJS educational campus in the area
Vile Parle : Parle, Parla, Idlai - Padlai
Warden Road : Named after the former Chief Secretary to Bombay (1823-1828), F. Warden
Wodehouse Road : British Governor of Bombay
Worli : Woorlee, Wad trees


Downpour Sunita

The Americans have a way of naming their hurricanes and storms. So as usual, lets ape them and give names to our own rainfall and climatic conditions. The last few days we have witnessed lot of rain and so we propose this name for this event.


DOWNPOUR SUNITA

We are in the process of forming a name based scaling system, where the name would give an idea of the intensity/desctruction of/due to the rain (or the climatic event). So in this way Downpour Sunita can be enum'ed at 5 (out of a max of 10). So this way maybe 26 July can be rated at 8.5 or so and can be named as "Downpour Bips".

So the next time you hear about Downpour Sunita or Downpour Bips, you know what was being reffered to.

Any suggestions on the names ?

The BEST way to make a profit

How ? Simple. Just cancel buses.

Anyway what more can one expect from an organisation, run by nincompoops. I tell you these guys are terrible and the management of their buses is of the lowest order. Inspite of having huge infrastructure at their disposal - they make shoddy work of it all. All at the expense of the poor tax-paying, fare-paying public.

Lets see in detail.

Where there is a need for 10 buses, just run 3. The number of commuters is obviously not going to decrease just because you have cancelled 7 buses. What will happen is that the crowd of 10 buses will somehow fit into the 3 buses - however inconvenient it may be. Who benefits ? The BEST, of course. They make the same amount of collections. The burden of fuel, staff and overhaeds for 7 buses, just vanishes. So what you see is huge profits. At the expense of the public, for whom the service is meant, in the first place.

Bus conductors also gain. They punch and punch away to glory. They have some absurd kind of rule in the BEST that if a conductor on a trip punches more than a specified number of tickets, then he gets a commission on the 'extras'. Big money of you look at the numbers. No wonder he wants to pack them all in. There is a downside to this. Bus drivers are given commisions if they get the bus back into the depots on time. Now if the old conductor is busy packing people into the bus, then it means the bus is going to get delayed. This contradicts with, the desires of the drivers. The result of another of BEST's stupid policies.

The fare-paying commuter ends up as the loser. The ineffeciencies of the BEST get an incentive to go a step further.

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Are we in our own canteen ?

Probably the first time in our company canteen. The long lines outside it were testimony to this fact.

What I'm talking about is the menu for lunch. A chinese spread consisting of fried-rice, corn soup, chicken munchurion and bread. Never before. We have been forever used to the staple recycled hash of vegetables and broth and mashed-rice which passes of as lunch. But this was something that I hadn't expected.

But once you get over this bolt and slowly desecnd back to earth - you will realise - When you eat this kind of stuff - you are not going to be in the "fill it up" mode - I mean you wont stack up 10 slices of bread on your plate, the way you do with the pooris and rotis. You also wont make a small model of the Sahyadris (with the rice) on your plate. People are going to consume less. This works to around the same as far as the company is concerned. (But,at least the menu got changed for a change).

Infact this has been a week of surprises at the canteen. Yesterday we had chole-bature and tomato-rice. Another of the firsts in the history of our canteen. There was a notice saying that one should take only 02 batures. (In any case more than 2 would anyway keep you busy at the toilets for the rest of the day).

A strange notice also was seen today - Either take Veg. or Non Veg. Not Both. Looks like some of our newly recruited IIMA types are going overboard lately.

Surprise visit by Beetroot

Beetroot is an ex-employee, now 71. He was looking after our administration and used to sit on the first floor where the control section was. Then later on they shifted to the second floor where the operations boys used to work. Now this guy is a rather tall and slim person and a man of principles. I didnt know him much when he was in service, but have known him more during his occasional trips to our office after he retired. He would very seldom use abusive language and if at all it had to be used, he would do so rather apologetically. Over the years his visits became less and when today he peeped into our room and came in - it was indeed a surprise.

He wanted to meet many people and started inquiring about them where so and so was etc. Soon all these people started making their way into our room. Most of the people he knew kept coming in one after the other. There after we had lunch.

Beet looks as if he hasnt been keeping terrific health as of late. Age is also catching up, though he moves around on his own.

He wanted to go to our other main office. He inquired from V when the trip would be leaving, so that he could go along. He was adamant that V completes his work etc. and then only leaves - so that he doesnt go out of the way just because old Beet wants to come along. He's evidently not lost his principled nature and thats good.

There was a certain old-world charm as long as he was there. He had the respect of most persons when he was in service and this remains now too. It was good meeting him and one felt nice.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

The mind is a terrible thing to taste

Alain Jourgensen and Paul Barker form what is known as Ministry. The mind is a terrible thing to taste is the name of their 1989 effort. Of course, if there were nothing more than a series of sociopathic outbursts to recommend Ministry, the only people keeping tabs on the band would be the police. For almost 15 years, though, Jourgensen and Barker, along with a shifting group of collaborators, have produced some of the most raucous politically-tinged music of the last two decades. Jourgensen and Barker have explored variants of the industrial sound while railing against religious fundamentalism, media manipulation and corporate criminals. Commercial success: Psalm 69: The Way to Succeed and the Way to Suck Eggs went platinum.

Gallows Pole

Alt. title : Gallis Pole

This is based on an old Blues song called "Gallis Pole," which was popularized by Leadbelly (1948). The song is considered "Traditional," meaning the author is unknown. It's really a traditional American song that may date back to the 18th Century. A case of true love being stronger than blood. Its been covered on Led Zeppelin III (1970) and also on Jimmy Page and Rober Plant's No Quarter(1994).

This song is a rare one that speeds up as it goes along, a technique Jimmy Page also used on "Stairway To Heaven." In 1994, Page and Plant re-recorded this in Wales for their album No Quarter. On that version, Page played a hurdy-gurdy, an odd instrument resembling an organ grinder that sounds like a bagpipe. They also had a singer called Najma Akhtar who contributed to the background vocals.

Leadbelley

The song is based on Leadbelly's version (via Fred Gerlach) of a song that used to be widespread in the English-speaking world.

Leadbelley and Fred Gerlach are known as the kings of the twelve string guitar.

Huddie Ledbetter was one of the most widely known of all the blues (folk-artists) in North America. He had many paths in life - songster, teller-of-tales, musician, convict, blues artist, brawler, womaniser, murderer, chauffeur, labourer were just some of them.

Huddie William Ledbetter was born on the Jeter Plantation, near Mooringsport, Louisiana on January 21, 1885 and died December 6, 1949 from a muscular-deteriorating disease. He never saw any commercial success during his lifetime but after his death several of his songs became popular hits.. "The Midnight Special", "Goodnight Irene", "Cotton Fields", "Rock Island Line", to mention a few.

Some folks are born to make music. Others are born to fight. Apparently an African American blues singer who went by the odd name of “Leadbelly”, was born to do both -- and the latter was almost his undoing.

Once Leadbelly was convicted of murder. He served his time. Then he was tried and convicted of attempted murder and went right back into prison. In fact, Leadbelly spent much of his life in jail. While he was in the Louisiana State Prison, he met folklorist John Lomax who was traveling through the South collecting folk music. Lomax used his influence to get the prisoner an early release. Then, some time later, Leadbelly tried to kill Lomax, too.

Yet, in spite of his pugnacious and sometimes violent personality, Leadbelly achieved great success, not only as a blues performer but as a songwriter as well.

Gallows Pole

(Different ending's in two versions)

It documents the events of a person about to be hung and having friends and relatives arrive to try to either see the execution or have brought money to try to buy their freedom. The lyrics are about a man trying to delay his hanging until his friends and family can rescue him.

In the version by Leadbelly the ending is left open and suggests that the man was saved by the hangman when his true-love came to him with silver and gold. A case of true love being stronger than blood.

Oh hangman hangman slack your rope, slack it for a while
I think I see my father coming, riding many a mile
Oh Father did you bring me silver, Father did you bring me gold
Or did you come to see me hang, hang from the gallows pole?
Hang from the gallows pole
No, I didn't bring you silver, I didn't bring you gold
And I have come for to see you hang, hang from the gallows pole
Hang from the gallows pole

Oh hangman hangman slack your rope, slack it for a while
I think I see my mother coming, riding many a mile
Oh Mother did you bring me silver, Mother did you bring me gold
Or did you come to see me hang, hang from the gallows pole?
Hang from the gallows pole
No, I didn't bring you silver, I didn't bring you gold
And I have come for to see you hang, hang from the gallows pole
Hang from the gallows pole

Oh hangman hangman slack your rope, slack it for a while
I think I see my brother coming, riding many a mile
Oh Brother did you bring me silver, Brother did you bring me gold
Or did you come for to see me hang, hang from the gallows pole?
Hang from the gallows pole
No, I didn't bring you silver, I didn't bring you gold
And I have come for to see you hang, hang from the gallows pole
Hang from the gallows pole

Oh hangman hangman slack your rope, slack it for a while
I think I see my true love coming, riding many a mile
True love did you bring me silver, true love did you bring me gold
Or did you come for to see me hang, hang from the gallows pole?
Hang from the gallows pole
Yes, I have brought you silver, and I have brought you gold
I did no t come for to see you hang, hang from the gallows pole
Hang from the gallows pole


In the version by Jimmy Page and Robert Plant the story takes a completely different turn. The man implores his sister to whore herself away to the hangman. They probably have sex and he thinks that he is saved, but the hangman anyway goes ahead and pulls the noose.

Hangman, hangman, hold it a little while,
Think I see my friends coming,Riding a many mile.
Friends, did you get a little silver?Did you get a little gold?
What did you bring me, my dear friends,To keep me from the Gallows Pole?
What did you bring me to keep me from the Gallows Pole?

I couldn't get no silver, I couldn't get no gold,
You know that we're too damn poor
To keep you from the Gallows Pole.

Hangman, hangman, hold it a little while,
I think I see my brother coming,
Riding a many mile.
Brother, did you get me some silver?
Did you get a little gold?
What did you bring me, my brother,
To keep me from the Gallows Pole?

Brother, I brought you some silver,
I brought a little gold,
I brought a little of ev'ry thing
To keep you from the Gallows Pole.
Yes, I brought you to keep you from the Gallows Pole.

Hangman, hangman, turn your head a while,
I think I see my sister coming,
Riding a many mile, mile, mile, mile, mile.
Sister, I implore you, take him by the hand,
Take him to some shady bower,
Save me from the wrath of this man,
Please take him,Save me from the wrath of this man, man.
Hangman, hangman, upon your face a smile,
Pray tell me that I'm free to ride,
Ride for many mile, mile, mile.

Oh, yes, you got a fine sister,
She warmed my blood from cold,
Brought my face to boiling hot
To keep you from the Gallows Pole,
Your brother brought me silver,
Your sister warmed my soul,
But now I laugh and pull so hard
And see you swinging on the Gallows Pole

Monday, September 19, 2005

Ganesh festival : Visarjan



On 17 September was Anant Chatrurdashi - the last day of the Ganesh festival - when the idols are set for immersion (visarjan) . Huge processions (drums banging, sweaty men and women dancing intoxicated, colour flying around, water being served by the roadsides) are seen on every major road leading to immersion points. The main one is at Girgaon Chowpatty Beach. Other major ones are at Dadar, Juhu, Versova. Also many ponds and small lakes and distributaries of nallas and rivers form immersion points. I was travelling back from office rather early - 3pm. when I spotted these two major idols from Chembur, which were making their way to Dadar. One is the famous Ganesh Idol of R.K. Studio (Raj Kapoor - the local filmstar of yesteryears).

What was a bit disturbing is that traffic is almost brought to a standstill all over Bombay from 4pm till midnight on Visarjan Day. Granted, that it facilitates the processions, but then we claim ourselves to be a secular republic. How can such activities curb normal life of a city ? Why is this allowed in the first place? They say its just for a day. But think of the inconveniences. Think of the people in distress - in ambulances - who need to be rushed to hospitals in emergency conditions. Think of those who need to catch connecting flights and trains. All this is is held up by the traffic and immersion processions. The Bombay Police makes elaborate arrangements and closes many atrerial roads - I mean how can this be done in the first place.

Ganesh festival : Dharavicha Raja

Last week on the way to my office I had seen this huge Ganesh idol at Dharavi. It was probably the most prominent one in the area since it had been named 'Dharavicha Raja' (King of Dharavi). Now this suffix of 'cha Raja' is usually used in this context to signify the might and popularity of an idol. Every area has its own. Chemburcha Raja, Vikhrolicha Raja, Dahisarcha Raja. The biggest in Bombay being the Lalbaugcha Raja at Lalbaug, Parel. This is traditionally the biggest idol in Bombay. In earlier times it used to rise to dizzying heights, but a few years back there was some restriction posed on the size (maybe due to manouvering and immersion time problems) and hence what we see now (although this is also huge) is smaller than the one in the good old days.

Anyway this one at Dharavi was good. It was in an open pandal, meaning that one could go right in - no queues and all - infact one can see the idol from the road itself. I was told that the ones that have the tents surrounding the idol are the ones where the organisers have spent on elaborate decorations inside. The open ones dont have so much of decorations etc. Anyway the organisers here were delighted that someone wanted to take pictures of the idol. They made way from the little crowd inside and actually brought me bang in front of the idol so that I could get a good snap. Thanks to them. They then offered me the 'prasad' consisting of a coconut and a banana (which I ate soon after, else it would get squised inside my bag).

Also another fact that came to light during the festival. Ganesh Idols in South Bombay are more bigger and lavish than the ones on Salsette Island (suburbs). Obviously due to more money being pumped in by businessmen, diamond merchants, jewellers, stock brokers etc. - the money types.

Equality between women and men ?

Women and men are supposed to be equal. With all the slogans and propoganda about equality of the sexes, we might start beleiving that this actually must be the case. But read on, you'd find that its better to be a woman in our city.


  • A proposed 33 % reservation for women in Parliament. Once this is passed, the rule would invade all such bodies - lok sabha, state legistalures, municipal councils, village panchayats etc. Include all such bodies and the repurcussions are mind-boggling.
  • Seperate coaches for ladies in our EMU local trains. (With police protection). Also some semi-reserved coaches for them in the first and second class. No wonder most of them relish travelling in trains. Ask the men.
  • Reserved seats in BEST buses.
  • Unofficial facility to get in from the front in BEST buses. Drivers are known to stop for their own favourite maidens as soon as they spot them on the roads. Anywhere.
  • Hefty rebates in the income tax that they shell out.
  • Special exclusive counters for them at railway reservation centres.
  • Concessions in age limit for female senior citizens.
  • All divorce laws are on their side. Get entangled into one and see how you curse yourself that you are a man.
  • You only have to speak to woman to get convicted for rape. The law is fine-tuned to support them at all costs. No one is ever interested in the story of the man.
  • Special ladies cabins in long distance train compartments.
  • Free education for the female kids upto the time they graduate or something. In the end educating women (some call it empowering women) - just means that they understand sex and respect elders. Nothing more. Other meritorious kids suffer.
  • Job reservations for them at many places. Meritorious candidates suffer.
  • Reservation in educational institutions. Meritorious kids suffer.
  • Entire EMU local trains designated as "Ladies Specials" - leaving apart the poor motorman and guard.
  • Similarly, on some routes, BEST has designated entire trips as "Ladies Specials".
  • Special queues for them at many places. Eg. banks etc.
  • Endlessly extensible maternity leave. The poor legal father anyway takes all the blame all the while. Both at home and at the workplace.
  • Unofficial concessions for them all day long at the workplace - go home early - its getting dark - work is too tough - kid is alone at home - type.

Nothing against them. But then lets at least stop saying that there is equality.

There have been several instances of girls and women excelling in their respective areas without taking the aid of these "laws". But still most females find it natural and convenient to take the support of these concessions and thereafter abuse them right and left. (Have you seen two women fighting over seats in buses and trains ?)

Women rock. Men suck. (??)

Saturday, September 17, 2005

T-shirts, nurses, snaps and then off to home

A company here has made some arrangements for providing medical facilities at imporant Ganesh visarjan pomits in the city. This is good, for one does have cases of over-enthusiastic elements (might be mostly drunk) going overboard - and in the process injuring themselves or others. Many people also need aid due to the exhausting and sapping visarjan journeys in the hot humid climate of Bombay.

Anyway what we see here is that lots of volunteers from the company who are supposed to be with the abulances, are actually more interested in the photo-sessions with hot-shots, nurses etc. before the ambulances are flagged off. They then quietly collect their t-shirts (these days our branding dept. has become more of a fashion shop - with a t-shirt being designed for each and every small occasion) and scoot away.

Who wants to sit for hours attending to drunk elements coming for aid to these medical providers. And then brave the already unruly and disorganised traffic to get back to your own home.

So the best thing is slip away. The comforts of home await you.

Friday, September 16, 2005

Bandra Fair

I visited the Bandra fair yesterday.

The feast of the Nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary is observed on 8 September, according to the Catholic calendar all over the world. Its known as the "Proper Day" in Bandra, Bombay. The Bandra Fair or Bandra Feast or The Feast of our Lady of the Mount starts on the Sunday following 8 September and continues till the next Sunday. This ending Sunday is known as the Octave Sunday.

The Basilica of Our Lady of the Mount more commonly known as Mount Mary is a Roman Catholic church in the city of Mumbai, India. The church is one of the most visited churches in the city located in the suburb of Bandra.

People of all religons come here during this "fair". Infact youd observe that most are non-catholics. You first get to the steps that lead you up to a road which leads to the church. All along the way are shops selling candles and other things. People urge you all the time to buy candles - in all shapes and sizes. The most selling ones are the plain straight ones, at approx. a buck a candle. You are supposed to buy 10 at least. (Probably a good place to stock up on candles for your home, with the kind of company we have in the city that provides electricity).

You reach the church and have to queue up (like you do for anything in Bombay). [I went up the other way - since we had some jack with some guy who is a volunteer at the fair. Infact lots of people have jack too - then the jack guys will also have to queue up. Maybe that happens on the last day - Octave Sunday, when there is terrible rush].

You get in and make your offering. Your wish is supposed to be represented by the shape of the candle you offer. Like if you want a car - buy a car shaped candle etc. (I dont know how the representation changes if you for example want to buy a car or want your car to get repaired or something). Else take the easy route and offer wads of notes. Anything. But keep walking along, and dont spend too much time at the altar. Hundreds are behind you in the queue. Inspite of the moderate rush , people seem to be pretty disciplined.

The church is pretty good. You can see many people praying and all - for their wishes to come true. Makes you want to do the same. Maybe some method to all of this.

You come out of the other end and this leads to the "fair". You know you are in the fair as the chunnu-munnus are blowing away the trumpets and all. Anyway you can buy all the "fair" kinds of things - sweets, toys, bubble-maker, chips, keychains, chana etc. Sweating crowds all around you jostling for space. A giant wheel for the hyper active kids is installed in a narrow alley some way down the lane.

Such an important crowd pulling activity - how can our BEST service be left out. They run these special buses from Bandra Bus Depot. , Bandra(W) upto the steps. You can see huge crowds waiting in line (obviously) to board these buses. BEST has placed several banners welcoming visitors to the "Mount Mary Jatra" - and the blue topis are busy guiding the thousands to the queues. All this is good - but think a bit. From where did all these special buses turn up. Obviously by yanking them out from their regular routes. No wonder the bus that I usually take has every third bus cancelled, for they have been sent for "Jatra Duties". Regular's end up standing all the way home. Some guys have all the luck ....

Old time residents from the area narrate stories of how the fair used to be when they were kids and how things have changed. Earlier only the Bandra catholics turned up, and now they are out-numbered by people from the rest of India and abroad. And they also tell us how peaceful and uncrowded it was ealrier and now theres no place to stand also.

On a note of religious integration I must add that just outside the Mt. Mary Basilica (Mount Mary Deoold) was a Sarjvajanik Ganesh pandal. An apt name for the Ganesh idol there would have been "Mount Marycha Raja".

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Offbeat Tracks in Maharashtra

Offbeat Tracks in Maharashtra, A Travel Guide.
By Milind Gunaji.
Published by Popular Prakashan. Rs 195, 260 pp

See this.

Ganesh festival : When VIP passes are of no use

The more social of our rivers had been to a Ganesh mandap recently. This place is rather high-profile and hence if one is a commoner one would have to wait for hours to get inside the pendall. Now our river has considerable clout in the area so one would assume that he would sail in and out of the mandap. But surprisingly this was not to be. He too coudlnt get his hands on the passes. (This gives an idea as to how really high-profile the place was.)

Meanwhile while loitering around the mandap, our river spots a highly placed management person from our company, with whom he has very good relations. Now this gentleman was armed with a VIP pass and somwhat mocked our river that he was going to get in while he would be cooling his heels outside.

Salt had been rubbed in. Our river could take it no more. He somehow found some contact and was able to get inside the mandap through some secret entrance. He was now right in front of the idol. Various queues of persons were slowly moving in from the main entrances. VIP pass holders were also queued up. Probably too many VIP's too. The highly placed person had still not made it. And here our river had already finished his darshan.

VIP passes are indeed of no use. Local on-the-spot contacts are what matters. Our river knows this. He prevails.

Ganesh festival : Sahyadri


I went to a major installation of the Ganesh idol at Sahyadri yesterday. It had been drizzling all along but fortunately when I was there, the rain had stopped and so I could take some pictures too. We knew some local hot-shot there and hence could bypass the normal line of around 500 people. We were ushered in from the exit.

The inner room was full of smoke etc. and with all the lighting etc., it was supposed to resemble some outer-space kind of scene. Anyway we saw the idols, which were pretty good. Once in a while some hot-shot would bring his people in - who would get preferential treatment over the others - they would get personal attention from the local priests etc.

There was a guy with a trumpet (tootaaree) at the entrance and we asked him to pose for a picture. This he did gleefully and also blew it - toooot. This evoked some kind of laughter from some inspectors and constables who have been posted inside the mandap. After all this is supposed to be the idol of the don. He is also said to make an incognito appearance at the mandap during the ten day festival.

Ekaterina Bychkova

One should always honour the winner. But it seems our country is maniacal over losers. With old SM losing her match in the US Open 2005 there were celebrations. Now old SM has once again proved to be just as I had written about her in a previous post. This new incident happened in Bali. WTA Wismilak. First round. Straight sets.

And EB is unseeded.

EB rocks. SM get a grip.

(By the way EB was a nick for someone I knew a long time back. We had shared a couple of things at that time.)

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Months and days

Months:

1. Martius
2. Aprilis
3. Maius
4. Iunius
5. Quintilis
6. Sextilis - Augustus called it August
7. September
8. October
9. November
10. December
11. Ianuarius
12. Februarius

(Romans)

Days:

Sunday – Sun
Monday – Moon
Tuesday – Mars
Wednesday – Mercury
Thursday – Jupiter
Friday – Venus
Saturday – Saturn

Salsette Island



Salsette, Trombay and the Seven Islands of Bombay

All this makes up what is today collectively known as Bombay City.

Salsette (meaning Sixty-Six Villages) is the main island that is surrounded by the Arabian Sea on the west, the Bassein (Vasai) Creek on the north, the Ulhas river on the north-east, the Thane Creek on the east and the Mahul-Mithi-Mahim river network (and its distributaries) on the south-east and south. On this island are three lakes - Tulsi, Powai and Vihar and some rivers such as the Dahisar river, Oshiwara river etc. Salsette extends from Bandra to Bhayendar - all the current suburban areas - if one uses todays geographical names.

Trombay is the island towards the east, seperated at one point of time from Salsette by the Mahul river. This part has now what is known as areas of Chembur and Trombay.

The seven islands of Bombay :

Colaba: whose name is a corruption of the Koli name Kolbhat. Todays areas of Colaba and Cuffe Parade lie in it.

Old Woman's Island: (alternatively, Old Man's Island) a small rock between Colaba and Bombay, whose name is a corruption of the Arabic name Al-Omani, after the deep-sea fishermen who ranged up to the Gulf of Oman. This part would would most probably be the stretch that links Nariman Point to Cuffe Parade.

Bombay: (THE MAIN BOMBAY) the main harbour and the nucleus of the British fort from which the modern city grew; it stretched from Dongri on the east to Malabar Hill on the west. This part is now what is known as Cumball Hill, Warden road and parts of Bombay Central.

Mazagaon: a Koli settlement to the east of Bombay island was seperated from it by Umarkhadi and Pydhonie. Most dockyard areas now are in this area. Carnac Bunder, Ferry Wharf, Wadi Bunder etc.

Worli: north of Bombay was seperated from it by the Great Breach, which extended westwards almost to Dongri. This is todays Worli.

Parel: North of Mazagaon and called by many other names, including Matunga, Dharavi and Sion. The original population was predominantly Koli.

Mahim: to the west of Parel and north of Worli, took its name from the Mahim river. Today too its nown by the name - Mahim.

Also note, in the map shown. Kalyan was known as Kalliannee, Dahanu as Dannoo, Vasai as Bassein, Agashi Bay as Angassee Bay, Thane as Tanna, Worli as Woorlee, Panvel as Panwell.

If you want a seat in the bus - Pray. It works.

Buses were coming in late. Its morning time and hence the queue gets longer and longer. The non-queue crowd (who dont mind standing, and who get to board the bus after the queue boys get in) has also grown larger.

I was in the queue and got a seat - just behind the ones reserved for ladies. Soon the bus was packed to capacity at the first stop itself. Around me stood several women since they all usually crowd around the 'six seats for them' as there is a higher probablilty of them getting a seat there than elsewhere. You learn these small things once you become a regular in a BEST bus. There is also a chance that some guy will get up and offer some distressed loking woman a seat. They all try and look distressed at least - making hissing sounds and clumsily trying to hold on to their several bags - most carry at least a hundred hand bags. All this to look distressed and to get a seat.

Now what happened was that one of them - dressed in a suit (in this weather) - and distinctly muslim - heavily caked with makeup and all was standing next to me. Im not the one to give up my seat. After all I was on a 'gents' seat. ( For more on 'gents' seats - refer to this blog). Our bus passed a mosque and this woman promptly cupped her hands (the way muslims do) and started praying. Now we can imagine what this woman was praying for - a seat ofcourse. What else can come to your mind when you are swimming in sweat and are being pushed all around by everyone else - women push women more than the men. My stop was almost approaching. I had seen this woman in prayer (for the seat). My stop was next and I got up. The prayer had been answered.

(I am God ?, Godless me ....)

So next time, if you want a seat - PRAY to your God - whoever it/he/she is. (If I'm around it might help).

Monday, September 12, 2005

November rain

This is from the epic - November Rain :

...
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain
...
So never mind the darkness
We still can find a way
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
Even cold November rain
...

Guns N' Roses

Ganesh festival : Visit to a traditional Maharashtrian home

Last week, i had the opportunity to visit the home of a friend at whos place a Ganesh idol had been installed, as part of the on-going ten day Ganesh festival. The atmosphere was of a typical traditional house-hold Maharashtrian Ganesh festival. At the corner in the main room, was this installation, complete with chinese lighting and washable flowers and leaves. The idol was nice and at about 12 inches can be said to be a medium sized household Ganesh. It was decorated nicely with things and banana leaves etc. A tray with objects meant for 'pooja' (prayer ceremony) was kept in front of the idol. I was told that my friend (it was his house - a bangalow) along with his daughter had spent almost two hours to set it up. We were given the prasad and snacks, consisting of a laadoo, salted items and some dry fruits. In true traditional style tea was served, by his daughter, as is done for any visitor that visits a traditional Maharashtrian household. We were also introduced to his parents, and greetings were exchanged (on sequential introduction by my friend) by folded hands and saying 'Namaste'. It was a nice evening. I also had the opportunity to take some photographs.

Visarjan for this idol was due after five days. Many households perform the visarjan ceremony of the Ganesh idol after either 1,1.5,3,5 or 7 days. All dont keep it for the full ten days.

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Prominent Maharashtrians

An updated list of prominent Maharashtrians.
(in alphabetical order)

Abasaheb Garware - Industrialist
Achutrao Patwardhan - Social reformer
Arvind Bawdekar - Doctor
B. N. Purandare - Doctor
Bal Gangadhar Tilak - Freedom fighter
Chintaman Dwarakanath Deshmukh - Economist
Dadoba Pandurang Tarkhadkar - Grammarian
Datto Vaman Potdar - Historian
Dhondo Keshav Karve - Womens reformers
Gopal Krishna Gokhale - Freedom fighter
Govind Ragho Khairnar - Administrator
Jayant Vishnu Narlikar - Scientist
Jyotiba Phule - Social reformer
Medha Patkar - Social reformer
Murlidhar Devidas Amte - Social reformer
Nityanand V. Mandke - Doctor
Pandurang Vaman Kane - Indologist
Prahlad Keshav Atre - Writer
Rama Raghoba Rane - Defence person
Ramakrishna Gopal Bhandarkar - Sanskrit scholar
Shantanu Kirloskar - Industrialist
Vinayak Damodar Savarkar - Freedom fighter
Vinoba Bhave - Social reformer
Yeshwant Vishnu Chandrachud - Law

This is a continuation to the previous post on the same subject. (You might want to have a look at this to know why certain 'obvious' names dont appear). Future additions to this list will be done in this post itself. A new post would not be created. I will however ensure that the post reflects the time of updation.

I must also add that one of the rivers has been a source for some of the personalities enlisted above. Also, I had expected a large list of personalities (Maharashtra and Bombay/Mumbai have played a significant part in our cities and India's development. So where are its local home-grown heroes .... ?). This list had initially started out as one which would enlist the persons more connected with Bombay. But since the names were just a trickle, the realm of this list was expanded to prominent Maharashtrians all over. The quest for more names continues ....

Ganesh festival : NNMM's enthusiastic volunteers

The 10 day Ganesh festival is on. Although the fervour with which it was celebrated in the past is missing. 944 mm to blame. The other day I was at a suburban junction and spotted a relatively uncrowded street-side Gansesh Pandal set up by the NN Mitra Mandal (MM's are traditionally, gangs of youths, who collect money and organise Sarvajanik Ganesh Celebrations in their localities. Little else is done by these clubs over the rest of the year). I had my camera with me and wanted to take some pictures of the idols etc. I was also apprehensive, that they might be a bit cold that an outsider wanted to take pictures of their efforts. Anyway this apprehension vanished very soon. The volunteer saw me with the camera and quickly cleared off some kids in front of the deity. He also switched on the flash lights so that I could get a better snap. I did take about 4-5 pictures and showed them to him too. He was mighty pleased.

Many Ganesh pandals have some kind of covered tent, and you have to queue up and go in (and offer money too - thats the main idea) to have a look at the Ganesh idol installed inside. This one was refreshingly different.

44 mm panic

It was very much unlike 944 mm. It did rain, but the way it normally rains in Bombay. Yesterday saw a downpour of 44mm. Not enough to raise eyebrows on normal days. But since the city has still not come out of the 944 mm battering, everyone went on overdrive.

Our infrastructure, thats perenially poor (and will remain so, as long as the current bunch handle it) gave way and flooding (upto a foot of water) was reported at several places. The trains reportedly also stopped (sic). Traffic jams at many places.

People panickied, since our good-for-nothing news channels painted a "Terrible Friday" kind of picture and were harping on the collapse of the city all over, when all was relatively normal. Bombayites have been through this umpteen times in the past. But the news channels sitting in Delhi and elsewhere dont have any clue. Rain in Bombay means BREAKING NEWS now. More eyeballs for their flop-shows on TV. Business is booming. Make the most while it lasts. The mantra of todays good-for-nothing MBA's. (There's a subtle difference in being a master of business administration and being a master of mangement. More on this topic in a later blog post. Keep returing to WGFA.)

In the process, schools were closed, sending the tiny-tots and their parents into a tizzy. Confusion prevailed. News channels and our non-existant State Govt. fueled the process.

Our company, which failed miserably for days together after 944mm, was quick to cash in on showing how prepared they were this time around. Special teams formed etc. All this when nothing really had happened. All a big farce. The boys who blundered last time have to stay alive and hence these "measures".

Speaking of rain, it is rather obvious now that Bombay and this region is not going to get "normal" kind of rain ever. Global climatic conditions have changed over the decades (those who know about climate will understand, the rest take a walk). Either we will have severe deficit of rainfall (like the last two previous years) or else the meter/day types which we witnessed this year. Many may not approve of this theory. All I can say, wait and see for yourself, and when you do see whats happening, this "post" will ring in your minds.

Aside: Bombay was crying the day we got 944 mm. It was battered and bruised beyond repair. (All the statements of spirit and bouncing back to normalcy, the next day and all , were all humbug. More than a month later, the city is still reeling under the after effects of 944mm. )Anyway what I wanted to say was that, Badlapur, a town on the outskirts of Bombay had received more than a meter on 26 July 2005. And they went about the work of getting themselves out of the mess, on their own. That was a display of real spirit and courage, not the inaction shown by the Bombay administration.

Friday, September 09, 2005

Bombay's Abbreviations

Here are listed some of the commonly observed abbreviations during day to day life in Bombay. All of them might not ring the correct bell in your mind as to what they mean. But more-or-less you know. Infact its not usually necessary to know them too. For example if you say you want to go to Cawasji Patel Tank , the guy will give you a cold stare. If you say C.P.Tank - you are already on your way. More popularly known ones like S. V. Road and IIT have been left out. Everyone knows them. But the ones listed below might not be so apprently known to many.






If one does use (one usually does) abbreviations, then its also good if one knows what they stand for. So here are the full forms, short forms, expanded abbreviations, or whatever you call them.

Enjoy ...

(let me know of some if you want to add to this list or if you detect any errors)

Areas, places, roads and localities:

BAP Market :
BDD Chawl :
Bombay Development Directorate (located at Lower Parel, Worli and Sewree)
BHAD Colony : Bombay Housing and Area Development Board ? (now MHADA ?)
BIT Chawl : Bombay Improvement Trust (located at Agripada and Byculla)
BKC : Bandra Kurla Complex
BPT : Bombay Port Trust
C. P. Tank : Cawasji Patel Tank
CMLR : Chembur Mankhurd Link Road
CST : Chatrapati Shivaji Terminus ( earlier VT - Victoria Terminus Railway Station )
CST Road : Coorla STation Road (Kurla used to be called Coorla earlier). Also sometimes known as Coorla-Santacruz Terminus Road
Dadar BB : Bombay & Baroda Railroad - Dadar(W) area
Dadar TT : Dadar Tram Terminus - Dadar (E) area
G. T. Hospital : Gokuldas Tejpal
GMLR : Goregaon Malad Link Road
GTB Nagar : Guru Teg Bahadur
IC Colony : Immaculate Conception
J. J. Hospital : Jamshetji Jeejeebhoy
JVLR : Jogeshwari Vikroli Link Road
JVPD Scheme : Juhu Vile Parle Development
K. B. Hegdewar : Keshav Baliram Hegdewar
K.E.M. Hospital : King Edward Memorial
L. J. Road : Lady Jamshedji Road (Mahim)
LTMG Hospital : Lokmanya Tilak Muncipal General Hospital (Sion hospital)
MIG Colony : Middle Income Group
Parel TT : Parel Tram Terminus
R. C. Church : Roman Catholic (St. Joseph's Church,Colaba)
R. N. Cooper Hospital :
RWITC :
Royal Western India Turf Club (Mahalaxmi Race Course)
SCLR : Santacruz Chembur Link Road

Government related:

APMC : Agricultural Produce Marketing Corporation
BARC : Bhabha Atomic Research Center
BBCIR , BB&CIR : Bombay, Baroda, and Central India Railway (Western Railway)
BEST : Brihanmumbai Electric Supply and Transport Undertaking (earlier Bombay)
BSF : Border Security Force
BWSLP : Bandra Worli Sea Link Road Project
CGS : Central Government Scheme
CID : Crime Investigation Department
CIDCO : City and Industrial Development Corporation of Maharashtra Ltd.
CISF : Central Industrial Security Force
CPWD : Central Public Works Department
CRPF : Central Reserve Police Force
CSIR : Council for Scientific and Industrial Research
ESIC : Employees State Insurance Corporation
ESIS : Employees State Insurance Scheme
GIPR : Great Indian Peninsular Railway (Central Railway)
GRPF : Government Railway Police Force
ICWAI : Indian Cost and Works Accountants of India
IMD : Indian Meterological Department
ITI : Industrial Training Institute
KDMT : Kaylan-Dombivali Municipal Transport
KRCL : Konkan Railway Corporation, Ltd.
MM Court : Metropolitian Magistrate
MERC : Maharashtra Electricity Regulatory Commission
MGL : Mahanagar Gas Limited
MHADA : Maharashtra Housing Area Development Authority
MIDC : Maharashtra Industrial Development Corporation
MMRDA : Mumbai Metropolitan Region Development Authority
MPCB : Maharashtra Pollution Control Board
MRVC : Mumbai Rail Vikas Corporation Ltd.
MSEB : Maharashtra State Electricty Board
MSLTA : Maharashtra State Lawn Tennis Association
MSRDC : Maharashtra State Road Development Corporation Ltd.
MSRTC : Maharashtra State Road Transport Corporation (ST - State Transport)
MTDC : Maharashtra Toursim Development Corporation
MUIP : Mumbai Urban Infrastructre Project
MUTP : Mumbai Urban Transport Project
MWSSB : Maharashtra Water Supply and Sewerage Board
NCPA : National Centre for Performing Arts
NCST : National Centre for Software Technology
NMMC : Navi Mumbai Municipal Corporation
NMMT : Navi Mumbai Municipal Transport
NSCI : National Sports Club of India
RPF : Railway Protection Force
RTO : Regional Transport Office
SEEPZ : Santacruz Electronic Export Processing Zone
SPCA : Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Animals
SRPF : State Reserve Police Force
TIFR : Tata Institute of Fundamental Research
TISS : Tata Institute of Social Sciences
TMC : Thane Municipal Corporation
TMT : Thane Municipal Transport

Educational :

CSRE : Centre of Studies in Resources Engineering , IIT Bombay
DG Ruparel : Dongarsee Gangjee
JBIMS : Jamnalal Bajaj Institute of Management Studies
KC College : Kishinchand Chellaram
KJ Somaiya : Karamshibhai Jethabhai
KReSIT : Kanwal Rekhi School of Information Technology , IIT Bombay
MP Birla : Madhav Prasad Birla
NITIE : National Institute of Industrial Engineering (earlier - National Institute for Training in Industrial Engineering ?)
NM College : Narsee Monjee
SAMEER : Society for Applied Microwave Electronics Engineering & Research , IIT Bombay
SJMSOM : Shailesh J. Mehta School of Management , IIT Bombay
SNDT University : Shreemati Nathibhai Damodar Thackersey
SP Jain: Shriyans Prasad Jain (?)
VJTI : Veermata Jijabai Technological Institute (earlier Victoria Jubilee)

Organisations :

ABN-AMRO : Algemene Bank Nederland - AMsterdam-ROtterdam Bank
AICTE : All India Council of Technical Education
BSES : Bombay Suburban Electric Supply (earlier)
BTRA : Bombay Textile Research Association
CRISIL : Credit Rating Inforation Services of India Limited
HDFC : Housing Development Finance Corporation (earlier)
HSBC : Hongkong and Shanghai Banking Corporation
ICICI : Industrial Credit and Investment Corporation of India (earlier)
ICRA : Indian Credit Rating Agency
IDBI : Industrial Development Bank of India
ISKCON : International Society for Krishna CONsciousness
KVIC : Khadi and Village Industries Commission
NABARD : National Bank for Agricultural and Rural Development
SASMIRA : Silk and Art Slik MIlls Research Association
YMCA : Young Men's Christian Association
YWCA : Young Women's Christian Association

Communications :

CDMA : Code Division Multiple Access
GPRS : General Packet Radio Service
GSM : Global System for Mobile
ISD : International Subscriber trunk Dialing
ISDN : Integrated Service Digital Network
IVRS : Interactive Voice Response System
PCO : Public Call Office
RFID : Radio Frequency IDentification
SIM Card : Subscriber Identity Module
STD : Subscriber Trunk Dialing
VSAT : Very Small Aperture Terminal
WLL : Wireless in Local Loop

Degrees :

BAMS : Bachelor of Ayurvedic Medicine and Surgery
BHMS : Bachelor of Homeopathic Medicine and Surgery
BUMS : Bachelor of Unani Medicine and Surgery (??)
LLB : Legum Baccalaureus or Bachelor of Law
LLM : Legum Magister or Master of Law
MBBS : Medicinae Baccalaureus & Baccalaureus Chirurgiae or Bachelor of Medicine and Bachelor of Surgery
MMS : Master of Management Studies
Ph.D. : Philosophiae Doctor or Doctor of Philosophy

Railway:

DEMU : Diesel EMU
EMU : Electric Multiple Unit
MEMU : Main-line EMU

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Fight for freedom

There's A Sound Heard Across The Land
It's Heard Across The Sea
You'll Only Hear It If You Listen With Your Heart
And One Day Hope To Be Free
To Hear The Sound Of Freedom Many Gave Their Lives
They Fought For You And Me
Those Memories Will Always Live Inside Us
And Now It's Our Time To Be Free

Manowar

Let me go, I will miss my bus

Alt. title : It's hard to be a winner

This is not about the BEST. Its about something altogether different.

A friend of the two rivers was here some time back and was narrating this story. He had been some time back to a dargah in Aurangabad. Now it seems that its a renowned place for people to make their wishes - they apparently come true. (At this moment our river blurted out, maybe in support for ones religon - Why go to the dargah - you should visit Siddhivinayak. Wishes come true thereafter too. Anyway, this is beside the point). Coming back to our dargha - it seems that theres some kind of chaadar there - and from the first floor you are supposed to chuck coins onto it ( a money making activity no doubt - even running a dargah is some kind of business enterprise) . A moon has been drawn on this chaadar. If your coin lands on this moon - you are truly great.

Now our visitor friend also chucked his coin and lo - it found the moon. Bulls Eye. Soon, the mullahs and mians were all over him - proclaiming him as Allahs man and what not. Initially our friend was overjoyed and enjoyed the importance being showered on him. But soon he realised that they would not let him go. He was a celebrity. He started becoming nervous. He soon had to say - "Bhai, mere ko jaane do - mere ko kuch nahi mangta. Meri bus choot jayegi."

With lots of diffculty he was able to flee.

(Its hard to be a winner, just as it is for losers).

Music banned in Mumbai ?

Rock n' roll lovers of the city have been having their yearly programme of this genre of music at the Independance Rock festival held every year in mid-August. It was traditionally held at Rang Bhavan, but soon protests from various quarters led to its being banned from there.

This is a platform where young boys and girls can show their talents in this form of music. And they are not bad, I would say. But getting a platform and an audience are what matters. Some dislike this form of music as its generally associated with sex and violence. But thats for the uninitiated. I need (will) not explain.

Recently it was supposed to have been held at the Gateway of India. At the last minute it was called off. Permission had not been granted.

Now what I want to stress is that just some time back Zakir Hussain , Sivamani and their Shakti ensenble had performed at that very place - costly tickets and all. So why differentiate. old ZH has lots of clout, perhaps. Maybe he can put in a word for this other art form too....

A young MP from south Bombay was supposed to have been disappointed at the cancellation. He is supposed to be a fan of this type of music too. Sadly, even his word didnt carry any weight in this matter.

The story of Leisha Choan

Leisha Choan, a girl from Manipur was murdered by a fanatic outside the Gateway of India, on 13 August 2005. She was part of a family in which most kids didnt study, but she had done her graduation and was hoping for a job in Bombay. Her friend, Ngakuimi Raleng was injured and had to be hospitalised but now has been discharged.

Another fact is that beside one college youth, no one came to their aid when the attack took place. Whereas many were clicking pictures of the event !! (This is evident as so many pictures of a dying Leisha Choan were published in the press) . So much so for safety in the city.

Bombay is sure not a safe place. Its only safe as long as you are safe. Or for that matter no place is safe.

Refer to an earlier post about the same topic.

MHADA's hay making tactics

Recently many old buildings came crumbling down and in the process many lives were lost. Our state controlled MHADA (Maharashtra Housing and Area Development Authority) did spring into action. They made scapegoats of a few of their unsuspecting employees and suspended them. Apparently these employees had certified the safety of the buildings that crashed down.

Now comes the part of relocating the residents. There is obviously no space left around in Bombay and so the residents have been asked to shift to transit camps in far flug areas like Goregaon, Gorai and Kandivali. This obviously hasnt gone down well with the residents. Some of them went to the extent that unless they were given alternate accomodation at Pedder Road, they woudnt budge ("Over my dead body" type of statements).

Now another angle to all of this. The builder and politician realises that if they have to keep making hay then they need place to erect their towers in South Bombay. This cant be done unless the old structures are demolished. This cant be done unless the residents of those move out. So what they are now doing is certifying any old looking building as dangerous and forcibly evecting people from there with the help of the police. Once the residents go, that will be the last time they see their old houses. For in a year it would have been replaced with 50 storey towers and some malls.

They have to make hay, right ?

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

The story of Lucresia Domenguez

Alt. title: For a better quality of life

Lucresia Domenguez Luna was born on November 23, 1969 on Rancho del Durazno in Sombrerete, Zacatecas, Mexico.

This is a story of the a woman who wanted to come to the United States to “create a better quality of life for her children”. Lucresia's husband had left them to go to work at Fort Worth, Texas, so that they could lead a better life. He had been there illegally and hence was not in a position to return to Mexico, for fear of being caught and arrested at the borders.

Later, Lucresia, with her children, Nora and Jesus, set out to cross the desert, with the help of sumgglers who charged them $1600 per head to cross the desert and into Texas. Along the way Lucresia, could no longer continue and the party left her and Jesus behind. They took Nora along. For 19 hours, Jesus remained at her side. Their water supply soon got over and Jesus was forced to leave his mother behind in search of water in the desert. He continued on alone until he was eventually apprehended by the United States Border Patrol. The Border Patrol made little effort to find his mother, and he was deported back to Nogales, Sonora.

On June 21, 2005, Lucresia died after literally being burned alive in the scorching summer heat.

Cesario Dominguez, Lucresia’s father, was able to get a visa to come to the U.S. to search for Lucresia’s remains. Her son was denied entry into the U.S. by both the Mexican and U.S. governments. He searched the Sonoran Desert for weeks for any trace of his daughter, starting his days at 5 a.m. and searching until long after sundown. Since her son recalled the location of her body, but was unable to be part of the search, he was phoned regularly in Nogales so the search party could ask him questions about what he remembered. Finally, on the morning of July 23, Dominguez came upon his daughter's skeletal remains in a dry creek bed about 10 miles from State Highway 286. The three rings on her left hand, a suitcase nearby and a towel covering her face, just as Jesus had described, were sufficient evidence that this was his daughter. During the course of his search, Dominguez also found the remains of three other illegal immigrants.

It was consolatory that the smugglers united an unharmed Nora with her father at Texas.

At the memorial service for Lucresia , people offered prayers - for the public to have a better understanding of the economic situation that makes people leave their homes, for the Border Patrol to have a heart and for rain. Some prayed that U.S. government officials would finally put a human face on the border crisis, while others wished that Border Patrol officers would “become more human.”

Hundereds of people have lost their lives in attempting to cross the desert, illegally into Arizona.

A tragic tale of what an economic crisis can compell perfectly normal to do.

Nasik Dhol

Keeping in tune with the current flavour of the week, the most oft heard sound (or noise?) is going to be the rattle and din of the drum. The Ganpati processions employ these drum wallas who are supposed to keep the drums banging for as long as the procession lasts. This happens both while bringing the God in and also during visarjan. This is popularly known as the Nasik Dhol (maybe the original drum beaters hailed from there).

Now this drum banging is lucarative and serious hard work. Practice sessions start months before. Ive seen groups of lads bashing thier drums non-stop at remote street corners in Mankhurd and Chembur/Ghatkopar. Try beating a drum non stop for 10 hours in the hot humid sun - your sweat will fill up a swimming pool. Stamina is the word. And this comes from relentless practice.

These drum-boys have to respond to their employers. For example when Ganesh processions pass a mosque the boys are urged to play a mean and loud beat. The procession also halts for considerably longer at these spots. More a case for rubbing it into the rival community. (On a retaliatory note the same tactic is used by the rivals during Tajia and Moharuum processions).

Nasik Dhol also covers the electrical Bul-Bul and the more recent electronic Casio/Yamaha. Its gives you a complete package. The rates depend on the route, the time and the type of din you need.

Drum beating means blistered hands and feet. And gallons of sweat. It is hard work.

Sania Myth-za

There was a lot of media attention and hype on Sania Mirza playing Maria Sharapova in the fourth round of the US Open 2005. Now lets get straight to the point and demolish some myths.

Firstly, SM is no quality player. She has a poor overall game and very low fitness levels. That she made it to the fourth round is only due to the fact that the opponents were even worse off. Since they come from other countries, it doesnt mean they have a quality game.

SM is brash and is more interested in media attention with her corny T-shirts and stupid statements (where every second word is "you-know") . She tries her very best to speak in an American accent. Her only regret, probably is that she is Indian (surprising , right ? ). Back on home soil - her main efforts go behind bagging lucarative endorsment contracts. Just today its been reported that old SM commands a price thats only lower than the now-old-and-battered Tendulkar. Tennis is obviously the last thing on her mind. Maybe Bollywood and South Indian B-Grade flicks to follow.

Lets get it straight - the only Indian player that has India written all over him is Leander Paes.

Keep in mind - SM is not playing for India or representing India. She is a private who has got to this stage since her family and supporters could shell out the obscene amount of dollars required to stay alive on the international tennis circuit. And if you hang on there with this kind of cash, you ought to win a game or two - excatly what she is doing.

In the past, more talented players from India could never make it - for they didnt have access to this dollar-bin.

SM makes it a point to flash her religon. Praying five times a day etc. types of statements to grab media attention. I mean what has your religon got to do with a game. Keep them apart. Not to be left out are the Maulvis and Muzzeins from India who have praised her efforts and have also lashed out at her wearing those skimpy 5 cm. long skirts. Next time you will probably not recognize old SM on court - she'd be all in the black suit.

To come are felicitations from Sonia Gandhi and Gulam Nabi Azad. And lastly, in a few months expect to see Sania Mirza standing for the Hyderabad constitueincy on a Congress ticket. Play the minority card - its the only thing that makes you a winner in India.

The numbers justify your moves.

Books on Bombay

There are two books im interested in right now. Both on Bombay. The first one is "BOMBAY - The Cities Within" by SD and RM. Its about the history of Bombay. The second one is of more contemporary times - "Maximum City" by Suketu Metha. I plan to get both of them.

Phasse Pardis

This is the name of the community which is supposed to be responsible for the spate of robberies in and around Bombay. They are an old tribe and use primitive methods such as stones, ropes etc. They smear their bodies with oil so as to slip away from a gripping hand. They are also reported to flee by jumping into nalas, gutters and rivers. Also reported is that most of their names are like Kale and Shinde. Some kind of left-out-son-of-the-soil mutiny ? Also which comunity do they target ? Time for everyone to be careful. (Most of our local poilce force cadres also sport similar names - so do we see some kind of linkage ?). As another point of interest - our police has been largely unsucessful in nabbing them (But then that is also nothing new. It cant be expected too - given the surnames similarities).

Ganesh Festival - Some beliefs

The 10 days Ganesh festival is to begin tomorrow. Its a time when these ten days do divert our minds from the day to day hustle and bustle. Infact this is the beginning of a series of festivals - that all essentially serve the same purpose. Over the years I have come to know of several beliefs associated with this festival. Not all may be true, but still I'm listing them below.


  • If it rains on Ganesh Chaturthi ( the first day of the ten day festivities) - then it will rain on each of the ten days. Similarly if it doesnt rain on the first day, the ten days will also remain dry.

  • If one brings Ganesh to ones home - then one must bring the God every subsequent year, else the God may be angry. This issue gets entangled in the economics and religion of daily life. Usually new parents have a tough time convincing youngsters (who insist on bringing Ganesh home) about the entire thing. Maybe some lessons here itself being taught by the God. Ive also been told in order to accommodate practicalities of life - a new "revised" belief has started making rounds - in which the span of bringing Ganesh can be limited to a five year stretch.

  • Ganesh pooja's and the religious ceremonies are performed only by males - and that too only the main menfolk or their sons. Sons-in-laws please excuse. Each time the aarti is done they let the person who rings the bell and holds the plate etc. change - to give each one importance.

  • During visarjan, the Ganesh idol is dipped in and out the water body three times. The third time it is actually released. ( I dont know how this rule gets interpreted when they do the visarjan of the 50 - 60 feet behemoths ). [ Life and Religion are actually lessons in interpretation and looking at the big-picture from all perspectives. ]

If you are aware of more such beliefs then do comment - and if you know some corrected versions of the above mentioned ones, then also comment.

Saturday, September 03, 2005

Bengal v/s Maharashtra

Warning: This may be offensive to some sections of society.

This post is not about some Ranji Trophy cricket match or some other hockey or football game. Its about our good-for-nothing management.

Recently, our company was taken over by a large corporate group (which is renown for using dubious means for everything) of the country. They appointed their own guys at the top places and these top guys in turn got their own people into promininet positions like their inner coteries etc. Now it happens that one of the most important positions is held by a character from Bengal and so naturally soon, he was surrounded by Bengalis of all shapes , sizes and sex. But with one thing in common among themselves - all are imbeciles.

What this has achived is that it has displaced the son-of-the-soil hold from the positions of revelance and power. This is rather humiliating, for in your own land, you have been displaced from a high position, which you had been enjoying for eternity.

Id have expected them to put up a fight. After all they are descendants of the Maratha tigers - Tanaji, Sambhaji and Shivaji. Those folks woud churn in thier graves , if they see how meekly the current son-of-the-soil gives up his position. Its very humiliating, I should say. One would have at least expected some resistance.

But the thing is that these current son-of-the-soil kinds are no longer fighters. They are old and complacent. Their only concern is the green-bucks, for which theyd do anything. And the rest of the time, they spend in drinking huge quantities of alcohol and having illicit sex. Rather shameful.

Get old soon and you then get to sit

I was coming in a crowded BEST bus this morning. An old man had seated himself on the single-seat-for-the-handicapped, way up in front of the bus, beside the driver. Now this man had boarded the bus from my stop and I had been observing him before while I waited for the bus to arrive. He was particularly agile for his age (must be around 65) - for he was running around from stop to stop in order to catch the first available bus.

Coming back to the scene inside the bus ... Soon at a stop a young man in a plaster got in from the front and our old man immediately vacated his seat for him. After all the seat he had occupied was meant for such passengers. I thought that inspite of the guys age, he's vacated the seat, weheras infact the other two seats-reserved-for-the-handicapped had been occupied by able bodied normal men, and they too could have offered to vacated their seats for the guy in the plaster. Anyway this is beside the point. Now what the agile old man did was, he headed strainght for the seats reserved for Senior Citizens (Jayesht Nagarikasathi). There was a young brash son-of-the-soil who was sitting in the place. Old's asked him to vacate, which the son-of-the-soil refused. Old's then pointed to the sticker on which it was written that the seat was reserved for senior citizens. The young guy said that he had seen him first vacating the handicapped seat and was now asking him to get up. Old's wasnt in any mood of relenting and shouted out to him - Tum bhi jaldi se boodhe ho jao - phir tumko bhi seat mil jayegi. (Even you get old as soon as possible, then even you would get the seat). Son-of-the-soil had to get up. There was no option.

(It was a double retribution for the son-of-the-soil. Firstly, being asked to get up, and secondly by an old man - apparently from the cow belt. An imporant message out here - This is Bombay. Nobody owns it. Play by the rules. And dont mess.)

Thursday, September 01, 2005

More BEST bloopers

Our good for nothing BEST has this ridiculous practice of changing drivers and conductors enroute during a journey. They say, shift timings and other such things. Now, is it not possible that they plan out the trips so that such "hold ups" dont occur and inconvenience passengers. After all passengers have paid and have an idea of the time it takes to reach their destinations. And then these "stoppages" disrupt plans. You see in Mumbai, people realise the value of time (unlike the BEST employees) and expect professional and disciplined service from the utilities. They dont expect shoddy service. This is not Akola or Jalna.

What actually happens is that the leaving conductor and driver take ages to leave their bus and amble (as if drunk to the gills) slowly towards the depot. The new set takes even longer to make an appearance. They would give most women, competition in terms of time to get dressed up and put on makeup. No wonder, when they do troop in, they are usually catcalls from psasengers, who enquire if the duo was asleep or something.

Rather pathetic and terrible service. Bombay doesnt deserve this. The British did good by seeting up this fine organisation and these guys have raped the company beyond repair.

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