Monday, December 16, 2013
Friday, November 29, 2013
TSUNAMI - 2004
My vacation ended early in 2004 and I had to return to Maldives
on 21st December. Usually I return after Christmas and New Year. I
tried to change the date of my flight but was informed that all the flights
during the end of December and early January were full.
At the airport, I met a friend and on landing at Male, the
capital of Maldives ,
we decided to take a room together. Unfortunately, most of the hotel rooms were
full and we had to stay at a less convenient place. Next morning we vacated the
room and found a better place. Another friend landed at Male on that day and
joined us.
On Christmas eve we left for Raa Meedhoo in Raa Atoll, which
was our place of work. We traveled by a speed launch. We reached Raa Meedhoo in
the afternoon. Next day, it was Christmas and we had lunch together. One of my
friends had bought canned chicken from Male and we had it with lunch. The three
of us were early. Another colleague from orissa arrived that day. The others
would join us only in the first week of January.
On 26th December, I was at my residence washing
my clothes in the morning, when my two friends came rushing to inform me that
the sea waves had come deep into the island near the boat jetty. They looked
shocked. I couldn't understand. I was staying near the center of the island and
the waves did not reach that far. Afterwards, I went to the boat jetty and
noticed that the sand was wet for a long distance inland. Water had come inland
and gone back. I saw that the sea level was higher than usual. Some boys were
placing sacks filled with sand at the gates of their houses near the boat
jetty hoping to stop the water if the waves return.
Later that day, I came to know that there was an earthquake
near Indonesia
which set off the Tsunami. It was the first time I heard the word ‘Tsunami’
which is a Japanese word. It seems in Japan
they experience it more often. I got the news that more than two hundred
thousand people had died in Indonesia ,
Malaysia , Thailand ,
Sri Lanka and India
due to the Tsunami. I tried to call home to inform them that I was okay but the
phone lines were disconnected. Late that night I got a call from my brother in
the UK . I told
him I was okay and that the Tsunami did not have much affect on our island. I
asked him to call home and inform them that I was safe.
Only a few islands in the Maldives
were badly affected, though they are all low lying islands. Later on, I watched
a program on TV in which an expert gave an explanation. He said since there are
more than a thousand small islands in the Maldives ,
the tsunami waves were able to pass along the gaps between the islands, which
resulted in less damage. We were lucky to be unaffected.
Thursday, November 14, 2013
Thursday, October 17, 2013
FACT OR INFORMATION
I usually do not believe everything I see in the news or
what is told to me. I accept them as information and not as fact. Unless it is
important to me, I do not try to verify the information. It remains with me as
information, which may or may not be true. This may be due to the bad experiences I have had, being misled by
news and people.
I have met some people who believe every information they
get. Such people sometimes get cheated. They may lose their money or find
themselves in trouble. It is best not to be gullible.
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Friday, October 4, 2013
Thursday, September 19, 2013
KASHMIR
I have never been to Kashmir but I
have met a few people from Kashmir . Most of the people
in Kashmir are muslims and there is a feeling in India
that they would prefer to be a part of neighboring Pakistan
which is also predominantly muslim. I have never discussed this issue with the
few Kashmiris I have met, since I felt it may be a sensitive matter.
One day, I met a Keralite who was working for the Indian Air
Force (IAF). He was stationed in Kashmir for five years.
I asked him if it is true that the people in Kashmir
would prefer to be with Pakistan .
He told me it is not true and that it is an impression created by the media and
politicians in India .
I then asked him the reason for the regular protests and violence in Kashmir .
He said Pakistan
is fishing in troubled waters. They use small groups to cause some problems but
the majority is not involved with Pakistan .
I said if only small groups are causing the problems then a solution could be
easily found. He told me there is a bigger problem; most of the people in Kashmir
do not see themselves as Indian. They are not interested in India
or Pakistan .
They are seeking Independence .
In India ,
each state has a different language and culture. There have been demands for
independence from some other parts of India .
No government in India
can allow Kashmir to be an independent country because
that would encourage people in other parts of India
to seek the same.
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
Monday, August 26, 2013
Thursday, August 8, 2013
Thursday, August 1, 2013
HEAD POST OFFICE
Head Post Office, Kollam |
It’s been many years since I entered the Post Office. I used
to go there to buy stamps, post letters, send registered letters and sometimes
send something by speed post. I remember standing in queue for these services.
They also have other services like savings bank account, accepting payment of
phone bills, money transfer etc.
Now very few people visit the post office. Thanks to email
and SMS, people rarely buy stamps and post letters. Their speed post service
closed down recently. I think they were unable to compete with the private
courier companies. They are trying to diversify into other business. They now
have a service where they distribute advertisement leaflets in envelopes to a
target customer base. It seems they have the information regarding age,
qualification, income etc of the people residing in their area.
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
HARD WORK
When I was a student, I thought the secret to success is
hard work. When I first started working, I had a colleague who had just
returned from the US .
He had a master’s degree in engineering from a US
university and had worked there for about eight years. He told me that you can
succeed with hard work in most countries but in India
you need an additional quality, you need to be cunning.
Later on, I realized he was correct. I came across people
who took the credit for other peoples work and when some thing went wrong they
tried to shift the blame on someone else.
One day, I had to meet the Chief Engineer of the Post and
Telegraph Office at Palakkad. The office was an eight storey building, the
tallest in Palakkad at that time. I arrived at about 1 pm and found that he had left for lunch. His office was
on the top floor; all the others were literally working under him. I took the
lift down and waited outside the building. Soon I saw an elderly distinguished
man heading for the lift. I thought, he must be the Chief Engineer. I waited a few minutes, for him to leave. Then, I took the lift up. When I entered
his room, he was already seated. On seeing me, he stood up and asked me to take
a seat. He was in his fifties and I was in my twenties. I could not understand
why he had to show me so much respect. I was trying to sell him a product but
soon he started talking about Japan
and how that country had made so much progress. I told him that they are a hard
working people. He did not agree with me. He said some of his relatives had
visited Japan
and brought back some electronic gadgets. He asked me whether anybody in India
can make some thing like that with hard work. He said what is required is
intelligence and not hard work. He went on to say that if a person does hard
work for long hours, he is going to fall sick. After talking for some time, I
got up to leave. He stood up and bid me farewell.
I thought about it. Are some people just born intelligent or is it something we can work on. Maybe there is physical hard work and
mental hard work. Just like physical hard work builds muscles, maybe mental
hard work improves intelligence. Everybody cannot
be a Mr. Universe and everybody cannot be an Einstein. Maybe you just have to work with what you have. If you use your intelligence at work and find ways to make work easier, you are doing smart work.I think smart work is definitely
better than hard work.
Saturday, June 15, 2013
Monday, June 10, 2013
Friday, June 7, 2013
END OF JEALOUSY
I can remember only two incidents that made me feel jealous.
Both of them happened while I was at college studying for my degree.
One day I met an old classmate and asked him what he was
doing. He told me that he was studying for his degree at one of the top
institutes in the country. I could not understand how he managed to get an
admission there. He was not a brilliant student. He went on to explain how his
father had used his influence to get him an admission. His father was a highly
placed official. I felt it was unfair. I felt jealous. After sometime I
realized that my feeling jealous was only hurting me. It did not hurt him in
anyway.
Much later, I met another old classmate at a café. He was
sitting near me and asked me if I knew him. I said ‘no’. I did not recognize
him since he had changed a lot. He told me his name and mentioned that we were
old classmates. I then remembered him. He had failed his exams. I asked him
what he was doing. He told me he was studying for his degree at one of the best
institutes. I did not bother to ask him how he managed to get an admission
there. Obviously, he had the right connections. Since he had failed his exams
he must have reappeared for the exams and passed. It was unlikely he could have
got good results. I felt it was unfair. I felt jealous. A few months later, I
met another old classmate and told him that this person who failed his exams on
the first attempt is now in a top institute. He said ‘Yes, I know but he is
dead.’ I was shocked. I couldn’t believe it. He said they are from the same
town and that he had died of leukemia a few weeks ago. It was difficult to feel
jealous about anybody anymore.
Monday, June 3, 2013
Thursday, May 9, 2013
THE WORST JOURNEY
I was home for a break in ’96 when I got the news that rail
tracks on the east coast were damaged by heavy floods. This meant the return
journey to my place of work in Andhra Pradesh would be difficult. Anyway, I
decided to go ahead since I wanted to report on time. I would get a bus from
Chennai, if trains were not running as usual.
I booked my train ticket from Kollam to Chennai. On reaching
Kollam railway station, I found a special enquiry counter at the platform near
the entrance. There was a lady behind the counter. I asked her if trains were
running from Chennai towards the north. She looked at me and repeated my
question. I could not understand the need for a special enquiry counter if they
couldn’t provide the required information. A man standing nearby overheard me
and told me that the trains from Chennai towards the north were not running.
I boarded the train to Chennai. The compartments were
dilapidated. Like most travelers, I had a chain and lock to secure my luggage.
If you don’t do so, you may get down for a tea and return to find your luggage
missing. Theft was common. I saw my brothers on the platform. They had come to
see me off. The train started moving but it was slow and reached Ernakulam at
about 8 pm . Then there was an
announcement that we had to change to another train on the next platform. Since
I had less luggage, I could easily change trains. Those who had more luggage
found it difficult. I noticed a man with a leg in plaster being carried to the
other train. The train started moving and early next morning we reached Coimbatore .
Again there was an announcement that the train would not proceed any further
and that all passengers could report at the ticket counters with their tickets
for a full refund. We stood in queues and collected the refund. I decided to
get a bus to Chennai. I saw the man with the fractured leg being carried to a
taxi. They may have decided to go by taxi since getting on a bus would be
difficult.
I got a bus to Chennai but by the time it reached Erode it
got a flat tyre. Since they didn’t have a good spare tyre, they send someone to
get one. While waiting for the tyre to be replaced, I met two keralites who
were traveling with me. One was a navy man and the other worked in a bank. I
was having a headache and took a disprin. My new friends asked me to join them
for a beer at a nearby bar. I was reluctant since I had just taken a disprin
and didn’t know if it would react with alcohol. They told me it would not cause
a problem. The navy man told me disprin was banned in the navy and that I
should not be using it. After having some beer and snacks we went back to the
bus and were informed that the bus will not be going anytime soon. We were told
to board another bus that stopped nearby.
This bus reached
Chennai early next morning. The navy man left for his house in Chennai. I went
with the other man looking for a room but were informed that rooms would be
available only at 6.30am . I then
decided not to take a room since I had to continue my journey. I left the man
and went to the railway station. There were no trains running towards the
north. I went to the next station where electric trains were available. They
were running but they do not go long distances. I took an electric train as far
north as possible and then took a bus to Nellore
and had my lunch there. Then I took another bus to Vijayawada .
I reached Vijayawada at night and
had some snacks at the bus station before boarding another bus to my place of
work. Along the way there was a railway crossing and our bus was moving very
slowly across the tracks because it was between a convoy of trucks. It was
frightening because I have read of trains crashing into vehicles on the tracks.
I reached my room at about 2
am , took a bath and had a cup of tea before going to bed. I had
taken 3 trains and 5 buses to reach my destination. A normal journey would have
required only 1 train and 1 bus.
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Monday, April 15, 2013
Thursday, April 11, 2013
BARENTU FALLS
Barentu is a small town in Eritrea near the Ethiopian border. I had
never been to Barentu, but I knew a few Indians who were working there. At that
time, I was working at another town called Segeneity in Eritrea .
During the year 2000, there was a conflict between Eritrea
and Ethiopia .
The towns near the border were more affected by the war. One weekend the
Indians in Barentu got together and were playing cards. While they were enjoying
themselves, a jeep was moving around the town making some announcement in the
local language. The Indians did not understand and thought they were announcing
a meeting for the locals.
After sometime, when they had finished playing, they
went outside. To their surprise, very few people were around. When they
enquired about the reason, they were told that the authorities had announced
that Ethiopian forces were moving in and people should evacuate the town, which
was about to fall into Ethiopian hands.
The Indians looked desperately for any
vehicle that would take them out of the town. They could not find any since all
the vehicles had left carrying the locals. They then decided to walk carrying
only their essential documents. They walked for hours and finally crossed the border
and reached a town called Kassala in Sudan .
They then got some assistance in Sudan
to return to India .
Thursday, April 4, 2013
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
MOTHER IN LAW
I met her at an institute. She was newly married and had
joined a course to improve her skills. Since she was highly qualified, I could
not understand her need to join the course. Her husband was working abroad.
Later on, I came to know that she was staying with her mother-in-law who
treated her as a servant. She had to do all the household chores which included
sweeping the house and the surrounding area, cooking for everybody, washing
clothes and dishes etc.
To escape the torture, she had joined the course. Initially,
her mother-in-law did not allow her to join the course. She talked to her
husband who convinced his mother that if she does the course, she will get a
good job once she joins him abroad and they will be able to send her more
money. Her mother-in-law agreed but on one condition. She had to get up very
early every morning and finish all the household chores before going for class.
She agreed to the condition and chose a full time course so that she could
spend as much time as possible away from her mother-in-law. She then prolonged
the course till she got her dependent visa to join her husband.
It is surprising that this could happen in kerala, the most
literate state in India .
Saturday, March 2, 2013
Sunday, February 10, 2013
UPPER THOMSON SECONDARY SCHOOL 1969-70
Class Photo Sec.1 (1969) |
There were so many extra-curricular activities in secondary
school. I was a librarian and had a special badge for being one. Twice a week,
I had library duty and had to issue books or just be at the entrance. I joined
the Judo club and gymnastics club. I wanted to be like the ninjas in the
samurai programs on TV. The clubs functioned on Saturdays. For Judo class, we
had to carry the mats and lay it before beginning. After the class, we had to
again carry it back. For the first few months we only learnt how to break fall.
Then we started learning the throws. Mr.Phang was in charge of Judo. We also
played a lot of badminton during the weekends at school.
During the recess, after having food and drinks at the
tuck-shop we would just walk around till the bell rang. Sometimes we used to
look at the cars in the parking area. Some teachers had nice cars. There was
one sports car which attracted us.
1969 was the toughest school year for me. Technical
Education was introduced and I had to go to Thomson
Technical Secondary School
twice a week in the afternoon for metalwork and basic electricity classes. I
could return home only in the evening on those two days. I bought
do-it-yourself kits and assembled an electric motor and an electric bell.
Technical drawing class was held at Upper
Thomson Secondary School
but I had trouble keeping my drawing neat and the teacher would get irritated
and sometimes pinch me. The same teacher was teaching basic electricity. I was
doing well in that class and he liked me during that class. I realized then
that he was only interested in our performance. There was Educational TV (ETV)
and we only had to go to the TV room and watch TV during that period. We made a
photo album during the art class.
I was the only student taking Malay in my class, so for
secondary two they put me in another class where there were other students
studying Malay. It was difficult not being with my old friends but soon I made
new friends.One of my classmates in Malay class died while playing hide and seek. He was living in a flat and was hiding somewhere and slipped and fell from the seventh floor. It was a sad day. A minute of silence was observed during the assembly in his memory. New buildings were constructed and metalwork and basic electricity
classes were held at Upper Thomson Secondary School in 1970. So life became easier.
Monday, February 4, 2013
Friday, January 4, 2013
BEST TEACHER
A teacher should have a good knowledge of the subject he
teaches, good communication skills to transfer the knowledge to the students
and a good character to earn the respect of the students. Teachers may use
different methods of teaching which may also depend on the subject. Some
teachers are kind, friendly or funny but may not teach well.
The best teacher I had was Mr. Jacob, a mathematics lecturer
at Fatima Mata
National College ,
Kollam. He taught me for two years (1974 – 76) during the pre – degree course.
He made a tough subject easy by clearly explaining each step involved in
solving a problem and getting us to do it along with him. He would then give us
problems to solve on our own.
Mr. Jacob had a stern face and would not smile even once
during the two years he taught us. There were about eighty students in the
class. He would stare at any student who made even the slightest noise till
there was total silence. There was pin drop silence during his classes. He never had to raise his voice. When
asking questions, he would point a finger at a student and raise the finger.
The student is expected to stand up and give the answer. If you see him outside
the class, he would totally ignore you.
When the results were announced after the final
examinations, most of the students got very high marks for mathematics. After
the course, when he was no longer teaching us, he would smile briefly when we
wished him.
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