The journey along the unlit road: To me, Christmas’ specialty is that we welcome the day right at midnight of 24th Dec which is different from how we enjoy other Indian festivals like Ugadi or Deepavali. For the lack of any transport at that hour, we pick an auto at 10:30 in the night and start off on a 15km journey in the chilling December cold. The auto guy Afsar, a Muslim by religion, has a persistent calendar entry for this in his mind and never forgets to call and tell that he is gonna be there on time (even before we ask him for a ride). As the auto motors along the unlit road, my Dad,  Afsar and I start a discussion on the current hot political topic and then come to a conclusion that we cant do much about it (yes, it happens every year and we never learn). All the while my Mom switches between dropping in her two-cents on the topic, coaxing me to be away from the cold wind and protecting my niece’s cheeks from the cold breeze (I actually think she gets prettier as the cold breeze gives her cheeks a tinge of pink ). The usually modest-looking church wears a spectacular look on this night with those colored lights, glittering X-mas tree and a ceremonial mood all around. It amuses me that although no one says so, each family splits up in to three units, the men, women and children .. and sit separately as long as the prayer goes on.

Children and God:  The children usually lose the luxury of sitting on the benches on busy days as there are too many adults but it works very well for them anyway as they all want to form their own group. The beauty of this festival is in how much it revolves around children. Last year, they got gifts from all over the world from unknown benefactors. I usually sit with them on the floor rather than occupy the benches which are reserved for the elders. I forget that I am over 28 now but most of the kids are still nice enough to use ‘Anna’ instead of ‘Uncle’ .. pretty nice feeling that. The entire mood changes my  priorities on what I should pray for from the entity called God. My thoughts run from things like Atheism/If I am really religious or agnostic or atheistic/If me praying makes sense etc/If I am being a complete jackass in thinking like that in a church. Then I see the cute kid who tugs on my shirt to make some space for her. She does not care about all the crap that is going on in my head. She simply wants to enjoy the new dress, sing and dance with her friends and wait for the gifts and cake. With that I ditch all that crap in my head and simply conclude that I should think of God as a supreme scientific being who probably chose evolution etc. as his methods of going about creation. If anything we should try and be very scientific, productive and rational like him and that is a way of knowing if at all he exists or not. Its like in under 15 min I have rediscovered my own theory of religion which I frame every year and forget over the next 12 months. That gives me peace and I again get back to this world. Then, instead of asking for money and other stuff, I usually end up asking for the ability to make this world better over the next year, be more productive and smart, come back again to see these children and their innocent faces knowing that I have made things better for them. Yeah, the mood that makes me think of productive work as a form of worship, as a license to exist and enjoy the beauty of the creation of supreme scientific being also makes kinda feel altruistic.

The community get-together: The prayer itself is actually a semi-religious affair which has a dose of general wisdom as well religious stuff getting delivered. I talked about Vatican’s respect for local cultures and how they take the path of least disruption with rituals etc. So I don’t feel very odd or as if we practice a very different religion. In fact, the priest usually includes a ton of local problems in his regular prayer which is pretty amazing. (last time, the prayers even included a plea for a speedier solution to Telangana problem so that everyone could get back to work).  The part after the mass is what I guess everyone looks forward to. This is the phase where families do not rush home after the roughly 1.5 hr long prayer and instead brave the cold, gather around the small bon fires in front of the church, meet each other and exchange warm wishes. This is the part where everyone gets a 1-1 meeting with the priest (‘Father’ is more common word and I dislike having to use priest for him actually). This is where I meet my school teachers (the school is right beside the church) to seek their blessings, or my Mom comes to know of my cousin’s marriage and migration to Australia, or my Dad plans a friends get-together for the new year. This is where I get to meet distant and close aunts. cousins, nephews and pretty much everyone I care about in the entire parish. This is also precisely when calls from every corner of the world start coming in from distant sons/daughters to their parents. This is the part without which Xmas would be incomplete for me. This year I will miss that feeling. But at least my Dad will proudly speak of how he makes a skype call to me every evening, uses facebook/gmail/maps and will use the line ‘maa vaaadu states lo unnadu’. And of course, I am gonna call him right at that time .

Counting the blessings: By the time the get-together is done, my niece will have had more than her share of cakes, and will be fast asleep with her head on my shoulder. We would wake up Afsar and offer him some tea and cake. We return with great memories. We seldom sleep before its 4:00 am or so, just recollecting how the year has been. It always feels that year has been good when I sit with them and think about it. This year I have already done that exercise with them on skype and in fact this year has been better by any objective standards as well. So here is the list (I am going with the top 5 chronologically, with a bit of detail on each) :

1. Built something : Professionally there was a lot of improvement. I contributed to a real product at Microsoft and the code will see light this time. Its gonna be my first such project and I feel good about it. Of course, I left Microsoft. If someone were to a write history of Computer Science,it would be incomplete without a chapter on M$, good or evil .. does not really matter. It feels good be associated with them. I worked closely with Nokia as well. They are still ‘the’ phone company for me. Hope they will come out well.

2. G$ and FB : Two of the biggest blessings have been being able to get offers from Google, Mountain View and Facebook, Palo Alto which are almost universally considered as the big two in tech. currently. Google was a long-time dream come true because it had so much aura around it, I admired it like hell because all the smart and cool kids from my college days went there. I fumbled with their interviews so many times that I began doubting myself. This year I got an offer to be at the root of all their awesomeness i.e Mountain View which made me feel pretty confident. Probably I carried that confidence in to Facebook interview and did well. It was a heartbreak to have to choose between Google and Facebook ( and another personal goal, see blessing 3). Google was the place I always loved for technical excellence, but the latest coding champions and cool kids (who did well at things like ICPC, topcoder) seemed to hold Facebook as the place to be. In short, Facebook seemed what Google was when I left college. They also gave me my first trip outside India for the interview. A solitary walk then along the corridors of the great Stanford University suddenly made me realize that I am not too old to seek a retirement job and since I knew by that time that I would mostly make it to fb, I made up my mind even before I got back to India. I chose the riskier path with the hope that what does not destroy me will make me stronger.

3. Civils : There was another little blessing but which was as big as the above for me. My Dad always wanted to see me as a collector. My constantly shifting priorities never allowed me to focus on it. But this year I managed to get through the Civil Services Examination – Prelims and that too with little preparation. It suddenly made me realize that I don’t have much time to explore this other path which could be very impact-making one. After some weeks of confusion, I decided not to get carried away by that result (which could have been serendipitous given that the pattern this year seemed to favor Engineering students). The other reason was the humbling experience I got from the visit to Facebook and Stanford. Its still a long way before I can claim that I am a great engineer. But the awesome initial phase at fb convinces me that I am on the right path.

4. (No) Marriage  and NRI-tag : I luckily escaped getting married last year by a thin margin and consciously avoided it during this year. It turned out an awesome choice because without it 2 and 3 would have been very tough to do. Also, I met some pretty good girls, went to theater/acting auditions, spent more time with kids from my village and did my bit  in their job-hunt. All of this would have been harder with a wife who would take a lot of the time away. I even enraged a few friends for suggesting that marriage is an impediment to the creative and productive abilities of men and that they should prolong the bachelor phase as far as they can. Avoiding those curious relatives is still a pain though. Now its more tricky since I, to quote a relative, ‘moved to the states’. I think Andhra folks are obsessed with the NRI-tag. I dislike the needless emphasis they put on this.  Nevertheless, I feel good about moving here with a full-time job without the cushion of having an American Masters degree or the luxury of being an IITian. But, the sudden rise in my value in the groom-market is indicative of the prejudice that the typical parent has. If the girls think this way too, then God save them.

5. Computer literate family :  After my decision to ditch the civils path, my Dad took the technology angle pretty seriously and began using it fairly aggressively. Hope it catches on well with the rest of the village folks. I wish to see a village full of technology consumers changing the whole landscape of the region. If that happens, the next gen might as well start companies by the time they are 20. Right now Mom and Dad use computers well despite the fact that neither of them went beyond Intermediate. My niece is already using it. She stood ‘First in Class’ this month. It makes me feel proud that she actually flashes her badge with pride. It pretty much looks like the one I used to wear when I was at the same school. Boy, am I proud of her .

There are many other  things .. too many to count : A few good friends got married or engaged, some had adorable kids, I made a ton of new friends, joined an awesome group at fb, came to terms with the American life pretty soon (sooner than I got used to the urban life in India). So here go the thanks for all those blessings. I hope I will be blessed with the ability to make the world a better place this year as well and hopefully I will be able to go home next year and see those children and the little community again. My new church is the The Church Of The Nativity at Menlo Park. Innocence of children and celebratory spirit are universal. So I hope to have a good time tomorrow. Happy Christmas Everyone !!

After my last post and a recent argument surrounding one of my random cribs on facebook, I realized that I have lost the luxury of neutrality in making statements about companies (particularly if they are my current/past employers or their competitors ever since I joined Microsoft last year). To save myself  from any accusations of bias and such bullshit, here is a disclaimer : I don’t love/like any company  above my own judgement. I am not brand ambassador of my employer and of course the usual jargon which effectively means I am too small a fish to be taken seriously. So if you feel agitated/hurt that I am running a campaign against your dearest firm please take a chill pill and let me be.

So basically, nearly 2 months have passed since I joined fb. I am done with the initial crash course that goes by the name bootcamp. I picked something to work on. Its new area for me and I am pretty enthusiastic about it. The office also moved to a new place Menlo Park from Palo Alto. It gives me  mixed feelings because I grew up thinking Palo Alto is the place of elite intellectuals where all the major computer stuff gets done. Looks like the industry is out-growing the place.

My other learnings mostly on tech. are going on quite well. I wont write a thesis on the new stuff that I am learning. That is all in the textbooks. The changing views are what I intend to write about before it changes to something else. In my last post I noted how the social fabric (or the lack of it) here drove the innovation in products/automation. But of late, I am taking note of the role of marketing and PR in creating artificial demand for things. For instance, I have struggled to put the tablet I bought for any good use. Every task that I do on it seems better done on a computer or can also be done on a mobile. Reading is supposedly the major use case, but then I did not find it very exciting and in sunlight or bright conditions its a goner (its not kindle). Now, after the creating the market for this new stuff like docking stations etc. have come up to convert them to ape laptops at will. So if I stretch it too far, it is effectively this : a cool thing called iphone succeeded, they stitched some copies of it to make another device and told people that its awesome. People think it is, even if it did not seem to do anything more. Before people realize it, incremental stuff is added to make it sound like it is really indispensable. May be I will find good use of the tablet soon, but so far it seems a unnecessary device pushed by clever marketing.

Next, at least in the valley, I am surprised how people get emotional about tech. companies almost to the point of getting into fights. I had to take pains to explain to a colleague why I think Apple’s UX sucks. People cant take a statement as a matter of taste. Usually the extent of usage/adoption is used  as ‘objective evidence’. This is the same as saying Windows is most kick-ass OS ever built. For services like search where we have no benchmarking this is worse. That reminds that my post on fb was  about Google. While I will always love G$’s love of algorithms and geekiness, its been an awakening of late to see G+ promotion creeping into my mailbox, my search results getting messed up (for instance although some of my friends are less active on G+ their profile shows up as first result), my mail area getting more and more cluttered with ads and the umpteen number of accounts that are linked to the email address. I have never cared about this earlier because it does not cost me a penny. No company has ever provided so much cool stuff for free ever. But alas, a recent discussion with a researcher made me realize that attention(and time) is the new currency and I should protect it with all my life. So for what its worth, I decided to guard myself against any catastrophic changes in G$’s intentions / priorities. So I am making a few changes like reaching out to wikipedia directly for most searches (which is what I end up reading most of the time anyway .. apparently bing is getting a better but I doubt if I am going to make it an alternative anytime soon. ), using the ad-free zoho mail more and slowly rebasing my web accounts to another email account. Again I don’t think G$ is any worse or better than any modern corporate nor do I believe that they should do social-service instead of seeking profits. It just gives me a kick to delude myself that I am running away from the greedy companies. I know they will get me anyway, but the running part is enough fun to give it a shot.

Btw, if you have benefited from wikipedia please donate some of the spare money to them. The same goes for wikileaks who have come up with an awesome campaign here.

Facebook: I have never had a more motivating time in my entire technical career than my bootcamp experience at fb. The speed at which things happen are amazing. It can be intimidating but once you make changes that impact over half a billion people in your first week, you will learn not to be afraid. I cant describe how awesome it is, but among friends if you wanna know, do ask me.  People are smart here .. that part is probably true for many companies. But people are also very hungry here, not as much for money or anything else as much as they are just for a sense of achievement. I could not expect to see that in a corporate company. After being here, I am convinced that despite the monetary angle, I am at a place that is trying to solve some real problems in the world and is accelerating the adoption of computing worldwide (particularly in the 3rd world), changing the way we connect and producers connect to their consumers .. All the jargon is beyond me, but I would say there is an incentive for people in staying on fb, because that is how they will enable us to solve the problems. And as we do, people get a lot of benefits from that solution. However, the critical factor I think is that people should realize the importance of fb being able to reflect the truth and not spurious information. Here, a great deal of effort goes in to enabling privacy and keeping the integrity of the data. I think people should actively use privacy controls and be true to themselves online. That is the only way the world will head towards a better information infrastructure. Engineering wise, facebook has done so much more that I ever imagined before I joined here. Every algorithm text book talked about large N and I have always wondered when I will face a situation where the N and the algorithms I use will begin to really matter. At facebook, the N is beyond your imagination. It makes ‘holy shit!!’ ring in your head. Everything you studied will suddenly become so relevant unlike at other places. Its a revelation. In hindsight, the decision to choose fb’s impact-making and risky path over the safety and superior experience of Google seems to be giving me at least an instantaneous pleasure.

California’s Diversity: I had a fairly tough time in deciding if I should come here when I initially decided to join Google at their Mountain View office. I already had a major transition trying to fit in to the urban lifestyle in India itself. And without even a distant relative here, I expected it would be much harder for me to to adjust here. But California (and San Francisco, in particular) would make the most conservative persons feel comfortable here. Staying with my good friends Sachin Rawat and Vardhman Jain really helped. The state has very diverse population (and smart, thanks to the activity in the valley and the universities), people generally are accepted for what they are and really there is no racist bullshit anywhere in this region. I did not feel home-sick or felt like alien even once, which is pretty amazing given how much criticism US takes. I am sure its not this way in all of US, but this place has treated me pretty well. The food is great. The Indian food joints in SF are run mostly by Pakistanis and boy do they serve good food? They are way better than the americanized Indian food that Indian-Indian joints serve. And the tea is free!! You got to admire them a lot for this. Speaking of which, being a vegan here seems far easier than doing the same in India .. just my opinion and dont forget that I eat three times a day at the fb-cafetaria.

The cost of Human Touch: That seems pretty high here. And in a way some of the products seem to be borne out of the expensiveness of human intervention. People dont ask directions here, they use maps on their phones. I was amazed to see a 60 yr old lady with an iphone ( my first reaction : I would rarely see this happening in India) in a BART train. After 5 minutes of fiddling with the phone with shaking hands, she very hesitantly asked does this train go to Powell (again my first reaction : I would rarely see such hesitation in India). I dont know if too much technology made people this way here, but it has both positives and negatives. I remember another incident when I was trying to help a Stanford student who lost his bag in the train but each time I made an SOS all, I would reach an IVR system that would take details. Its a system that does not understand humans make SOS calls. It drove me crazy. Its a sad commentary on the state of affairs that elderly people choose to spend hours in front of slot-machines at Las Vegas wasting their pension money rather than teach their grand-kids some wisdom on life. I feel the East vrs West dilemma when I see such things.

Environmental Issues: Despite all the rhetoric at home I found that people here do put a good deal of effort here to lower the footprint but they just seem to have hit a consumption level that it is not possible to get it down anytime sooner. But cities like Menlo Park, Palo Alto are much greener than an average Indian town and people use bicycles a lot for local commute. If public transport was any better, it would have been embraced well too. Menlo Park, my new home after a month at San Franciscon, is an awesome place. A little town with lot of greenery, calm roads, a vibrant but small downtown does not evoke lot of interest. But the place has great history .. Edison was here all through his productive years, It is home to SRI the grand-daddy of my first company Sarnoff and now fb will be here. Calm town that is good at what matters. It suits my mindset very well. And the fact that Palo Alto, the city that holds my dream university Stanford is right beside. I hope I will be able to go there more regularly and someday get at least a small degree from the the great place in my name.

My plans: After seeing the amazing people here who start companies and create jobs by the time they are 20, change the world at a scale that their user-base overtakes all but few countries in size, I felt humbled. I think, just as an engineer, I have so much to learn. My focus for the next few years is gonna be building solid technical expertise and building good products. Only then I plan to think of newer problems or how I can use technology to solve problems, back home or here.  I am shelving my social-change dreams at least for the time-being and plan to invest more of time in technology. I hope that will enable me to become a real problem-solver and not remain as a distressed soul torn by the social problems he sees and just cribs about it  or just gives insights (well sometimes, I do point out solutions but never managed to solve the problems in a big way). I have experienced the power of technology firsthand after pushing my parents to learn to use computers ( I had to put only a small amount of effort, despite the fact that neither of them studied beyond 10th standard in Telugu medium). They feel so empowered and explore things like they are kids. I think I have found the tool to fix some issues that haunted me ever since I was exposed to the digital/information divide. I know how to use it. But I am not a master. My efforts will be towards that mastery.

Whoa .. that’s long. But I had to record these before I am swamped by more thoughts.

1. Their kids have not gone to school for close to a month. But promises of a bright future come from people without a degree. ‘Itla aite etlane baapu?’ (How come, sir?) is the question that leaves me baffled. The so-called ‘professor’ Kodanda Ram asks all educational institutions to stop operating.
2. State Employees do not want to work but want salaries. They are ‘working’ for a nobler cause. People wonder how they get free money and for what ‘work’. The competent and passionate worker sits at home with fear, the incompetent and unmotivated one believes ‘to go on strike’ is his right. Both are paid for the non-work, though.
3. Youth find themselves unemployed and see every scope of enterprise and employment being blocked. ‘A bright future beckons’ the local pink-gangster screams. I cant answer the college kid who asks me ‘Is it true that hiring is on hold in Hyd’. This is a touchy issue for me. I even put a brave face telling them ‘nothing hinders a competent person’. I never sounded more shallow.
4. Local merchants, theaters, schools have to contribute funds to the local ‘JAC’/'TRS’ while NOT running. Gangsters have a kinder mode of operation : at least they allow you to create value before asking protection money for not looting it. Joint Atrocities Committee and Telangana Rowdy Samiti are more apt names for these groups. And of course wine-shops and other entertainment sources are exempt from non-operation. Jana-Shakti era redux.
5. A person questions the sense and reason in the method and gets labelled as a ‘Telangana Drohi’. He is made to publicly apologize to the ‘peaceful’ protestors at the point of threats. A voluntary ‘Gandhian Movement’ for you.
6. At a by-election rally (for Banswada constituency), the leader of the pink-goons, KCR, speaks : ‘Seemandhra people of Banswada should cooperate with our candidate’. For context, he was referring to a group of villages (including mine) where people have not known another land for over a century. Its an orchestration of class-divide which leaves most of us confused as to what this movement is about. The classes here are determined based on arbitrary whims of self-declared T-leaders.
7. ‘Velama Dora KCR Zindabad’ screams a lunatic bringing in another flavor to the confusion. Nizamabad, traditionally a strong-hold of backward classes gets a rude jolt when this angle is brought forward. The burden of caste is the bonus our holy traditions gave us. Not special to this problem, but hell, its not helping.
8. The recommended channels ‘T-news’ and ‘hmtv’ harp on ‘Seemandhra Kutra, Seemandhra Channels’ etc. Then they applaud the support of ‘Seemandhra Settlers’ for the movement. Talk of a way to incite hatred. Everyone from the state government, central government, channels, neutral parties .. actually anyone who disagrees with the TRS (and the JAC which is its puppet) is a born-enemy of Telangana.
9. A non-TRS contestant is hounded by the pink-clad goons while campaigning. People wonder why there is an ‘election’ if choice is non-existent.

.. the list is endless. I dont want to go to double digits. As it is, this is ammunition to the Samaikya Andhra fanatics who latch on to everything available to discredit the underlying cause of this movement. But I had to write this to expose way the TRS-goons have hijacked this movement.

Defense of the Indefensible: As a person who at least tries to be rational I cant put up a defense or even be apologetic. Now there will be tons of guys who will dig in to each of the above points and present thousand arguments on how its justice/payback/sacrifice etc. Most of them turn out to be the likes of a jobless youth hell-bent of blaming the system (they need to look at scores of T-guys in the silicon valley and try to be more competent), or an unpublished writer who could not produce a decent work in his native language but wants to harp on suppression of culture (they need to look at Dasarathi and Suravaram Pratapa Reddy and come up with a decent work to celebrate the T-culture) or the uninformed white-collar worker who is high on the revolution-drug in his AC-room (they need to use common sense or study a bit of history or economics or sociology) or the misguided communist who is still dreaming of collectivist utopia (they just need to get real and get a real job, probably). Whatever some might feel at my stereotyping, I did it on purpose to rudely present reality to defenders of this dastardly and retarded nonsense. It will anger a lot of genuine T-wellwishers. I am one too, and one with pride. I apologize to the this class if they are hurt. But the immutable facts are, well, immutable. A is A :

1. A political problem is brought into private lives of individuals at the point of gun, without their sanction and they are forced to fight for one political faction. Any dissenter is manhandled, beaten or threatened into submission. All this, despite clear political mandate being given to them and despite the T-legislators having a near-choking power in the legislature. Goondagiri cant get more open than this. The illusion of a non-violent movement is soon to disappear.
2. The problem is painted as a life-and-death one, precisely when life is actually flowing into the veins of this region. People are being asked to be non-productive and incompetent in a fast-moving age by telling them that a mere political demarcation will end all their problems. People who dared to question the assumption or ask for a road-map are automatically T-drohis.
3. The movement is being run at the point of gun by the TRS, under the garb of JAC, using blackmail, extortion, pull and corrupt state machinery which acts with political interests. They make exorbitant and irrational promises with the sole goal of coaxing people to their side.
4. In the entire span of recent movement, NOTHING came good for the region, except a sickeningly dark image at the national level. One has to hear what the non-telugus in Hyd have to say about the region, its work-ethic, its culture and of course, the leadership. This weakened the prospects of the formation of new state rather than helping it.
5. Most opposition to the formation of T, is because of KCR/TRS who have clearly conveyed to other stakeholders that apart from political demarcation, the formation of T means a right to loot and convert it in to a private estate of theirs.

Indifference is bliss: I dislike ending my rants without suggesting a solution. But this one has got to be an exception. I am tired of listing down solutions. Because simply nobody cares or dares to speak against these goons. To do so and still be a friend of T is impossible according to them. In many ways these guys have become unconstitutional dictators of this land. All this, when our constitution permits a hard-core Samaikya Andhra supporter to have right to live in the heart of Telangana. Oh, well .. what I am smoking to talk of rights here!!Whether this land moves ahead or sinks to the levels of yesterday’s Bihar or even lower .. I really no longer care. Indifference is the only escape for my conscience. Let their guns and muscle rule the minds of people. I have made peace with it. If a populace chooses to be unthinking, uncourageous and irrational then they do deserve what they get. I have decided to pay the price for my own indifference by silently shedding a tear for my homeland. Or did I outline a solution? For myself, if not for the problem?

However, Tagore’s finest quality and the one that is often less acknowledged is his perspective on the cultural and spiritual diversity of the world. That is what made him the bridge between the West and East. The western world was jolted in to a sudden realization of the mystic beauty of Indian culture and the sentiments of the people of India through his magnum-opus ‘Gitanjali’. The spirituality, serenity and charm of his poems were an awakening to the west that was lost in the beauty of its own poets and never realized what was beyond its boundaries. Tagore cut across them, and in a span of less than a year. And the rest as they say, is history … from Einstein to the belligerent Chinese Communists everyone wanted to hear him!!

Vishwa Kavi

Demonstrating Oriental beauty to the west was only half of the job, however. Tagore’s wisdom is reflected in the way he did not allow himself to be carried away by the patriotic fervor that swept most of his contemporaries totally justifying his title Universal Poet. Even amidst the horrendous British oppression he maintained his vehement opposition of unbridled nationalism while he got the right message across to the British by rejecting the knighthood. Here we see another great quality of Tagore. Despite his socio-political activism and his influence on people he kept away from active politics for most part. Even when he had to express his displeasure with the nationalists’ boycott of foreign goods he chose his favorite way to do that : ‘Ghare Baire‘ (The Home and the World) is one of the most thought-provoking novels ever written. The protagonist Nikhil’s struggle is that of Tagore himself. This is where I can empathize with his feelings. Even after 80 years of its writing this novel is relevant even today.  As a witness to the astonishing disparities that tear my heart between the chrome-coated office buildings and my sleepy little village, I ask myself .. why do we still have walls around us? And why do we fail to respect each other? . Do we need more painful lessons before we realize that ‘home’ is really all the world?. Tagore would have been pained to see that of all lands his ‘Shonar Bangla’ failed to embrace his ideals. I wonder why this novel is never made a part of our readings since it so strongly (and correctly) emphasizes the need to have a balanced view of the world.

The third and a not-so enduring contribution of Tagore is on the education front. As many of his deeds were, this was also inspired by his appreciation of the merits of the west and the east. Visva-Bharati stands as a failing testimony to his efforts. A little know fact is that his multi-cultural educational efforts inspired similar efforts at a number of places in the world. Its a pity that it did not take off well. A man of such intelligence could not have been wrong in judging the effectiveness of his methodology. Probably some day, we will see its revival again.  Our education today is driven by a mad rush to get to the top lacking even a semblance of balance, there is no time to teach the worth of human qualities like compassion, no time to stop and appreciate the beauty of even the smallest gifts of creation.  Even arts like dancing, painting and poetry are being forced upon children so that they can become better ‘all-rounders‘ than others. Fear of being left-behind in the race drives our pursuits and not the intellectual-curiosity from within .  I wonder if this was the world that Tagore dreamed of : where the mind can be without fear. I shudder to think of what is to come and I fervently wish Gurudev was here to guide us once again :

Wither the heaven of freedom, Gurudev? Tired, I am, waiting for that time of the brave.
All your brethren abandoned reason, thought and action.
Tirelessly strive, they did, to raise a thousand walls to split the nation.
All hope seems now lost. Darkness sweeps the land from the hills to the coast.
Mind filled with fear, heart desperate for truth .. I join my hands in a silent prayer,
Pleading with fervor, for the second coming of you, my Master!!
Awaken your country once again, Gurudev Rabindranath Tagore!!

‘to develop scientific temper, humanism, spirit of inquiry and reform‘ and ‘to strive towards excellence in all spheres of individual and collective activity, so that the nation constantly rises to higher levels of endeavor and achievement‘

are two of our fundamental duties!! Yeah, I know all of us wrote that as an answer to Social Studies questions as kids!! But now I think ‘OMG .. If only, they had be put that on the top of everything and made it heard everyday, we would have been speeding like a photon’.  Back at the time when our constitution was written.. for a country that was lost in a thousand superstitious beliefs, dogmatic practices and plagued by umpteen number of cheating god-men ..  getting out of such rut, with the ruthlessness reflected in those two lines above, was probably the most important thing. However the architects of our constitution chose to lay (a well intended) emphasis on socialism,  justice,  equality etc. I suspect that may have been misunderstood as a license to follow a drag-down-everybody-if-you-cant-go-higher approach among our public. Along with those recipes for non-productivity called non-cooperation, bandhs and hartals which we imported from the freedom struggle, India’s socialistic leanings might have hurt her in a way the architects of our constitution did not expect them to.

I am not denouncing socialism(or any ‘ism’ for that matter) or the practices that it has allowed to creep in to our society. But of late, I am pissed off  seeing how common sense does not prevail when people fighting for their so called demands. Recently, Hyderabad came to a stand-still because students went on a bandh (and for 3 days in row) .. And I thought  students were supposed to study hard, be productive, do great things and, more than anything, are supposed to be ideal citizens. And they ignore their fundamental duties, spread panic on roads like anarchist groups, break and burn stuff that was the result of another man’s hard toil, intimidate people who dare to offer to work .. far from being productive, they were actually counter-productive and hampered others’ right to be creative. And if that is how well we embrace the teachings of our constitution, no wonder the words from it are never in our memories.

Don’t get me wrong. I am fully for political activism among students. In fact, I encourage it a lot. But such an activism should never devolve in to anarchist attitude that paralyzes the society. No one has a right to hamper the productivity of anyone else. More so, in case of students, who are actually relying on public money for cheap education and haven’t given anything back to the society yet. Refusing to attend lectures and write exams is to throw the tax payers’ money down the drain. Unfortunately, this bandh and hartal plague has found its way deep in to our veins. I remember an instance recently when some Japanese employees registered their ‘protest’ by working an additional hour. And our folks here take the opposite route under the name ‘Pen Down’ or whatever .. teachers who should be inculcating a metronomic work-ethic and discipline, civil servants who should put public convenience above anything else, doctors who should be jumping at the smallest opportunity to save a life .. all refusing to do what is probably their highest obligation (moral, monetary or otherwise) to the society.. what a waste!!

I wonder if we are a country horribly gone wrong, thinking that the only way to make our voice heard is to trouble others and refuse to do justice to our productive abilities (not to mention the society which help us in acquiring those abilities)!! It might work in a world like the one in Ayn Rand’s Atlas Shrugged (although, the rebellion there is for a completely different (probably anti-socialist) reason.). There are always people hungrier than us, willing to work harder and longer than us in this world!!. May be we forgot the dragon that works like a clock and is right beside us!! I am waiting for a day when our SC declares any kind of bandh as unconstitutional and punishable under law. Perhaps we should make the same Ayn Rand’s books as supplementary texts in our curriculum  and brainwash ourselves day-in day-out till we realize that, even in a socialist state, we do not deserve to ask anything from the society (leave alone paralyzing it) until we give it something back .. THAT is true socialism .. for me!!

My family migrated to Telangana about 65 years back from coastal Andhra (much before the merger of T with Andhra state itself). Living here for so long, having a first-hand experience of the backwardness our family are totally sympathetic to the cause of Telangana. So much so, that my father did not mind derailing his academic career to do his bit in the 1969′s ‘Jai Telangana’ movement. I am a self-proclaimed supporter and raised my voice in support of the cause whenever the opportunity came (at the cost of being distanced by my Andhra friends). However, my last trip to home left me shell-shocked and worried. I realized the difficulties of being a suspected/hated minority (much like the Muslims of India) in the remote-corners of the country where law and order are largely dysfunctional. My village (along with three more such villages) falls under the so called ‘camps’ where settlers from coastal Andhra have settled. These are small pockets of ‘settlers’ (I hate this term but I have to use it for the lack of an alternative) surrounded by a large number of ‘authentic’  Telangana villages. So far, I have seen these people mix up well burying their cultural differences and living together in harmony. I wont try to paint the scene as if they were in love with each other, but the relationship was definitely on the pleasant side. Despite the apparent disconnect I have enough friends across the cultural barrier and my dad has even more (In fact, most of his business-mates are from Telangana). In fact, sometime back, my family refused to move to Bangalore/Hyd with me calling Nizamabad their ‘home’. I agreed because I had similar affection for my village.

Cut to 2009 Dec. Enter the Second T-movement (to support which both I and my Dad jumped instantly). Enter KCR’s sharp tongue (and conceited brain) and few opportunist leaders who have no clue on how to run a movement. Their verbal tirade against ‘Andhrollu’ instantly transformed a movement for rights and self-determination in to a campaign of hate that found its way to ever nook and corner. Suddenly, In my home-land, I  became ‘Andhrodu’ ( a guy from Andhra) , the oppressor, the villain who stole and abused the wealth of Telangana. We were lucky enough to escape a violent outburst but the unmistakable hate is perceptible everywhere. I was traveling in a bus and two women who were my neighbors were asked to vacate their seats (the who-is-who is obvious, I guess), I was in queue to visit the doctor with my ailing niece in my hand and a guy bumps past me and when I object asks me where are you from (a disguised regional-threat), A hostile neighbor peppers us all day with comments like ‘ika meeru povvude’, ‘ika meeru sardukonude’ (‘now you need to leave’, ‘you need to pack-up now’), mobs calling themselves students wait eagerly on roads to damage any vehicle of anybody who speaks non-T dialect. These are very clear signs that things might turn violent and I now shudder to imagine what happens when the T-state is actually formed (So much for reciting Dasaradhi’s poems ).

Its a strange situation to be in. Unlike the case of other settlers, I do not even have a divided loyalty (nor a place other than my village which I can call home) and yet I have to fear for the life and security of my family.   I wonder if the hate-mongers ever spare a thought for the impact of those statements on the simple village folk. Exploiting the emotional vulnerability of the people of Telangana in this way is the worst brand of politics I can imagine ( I never had respect for KCR, but now after these events and the recent ‘Vidyarthi Garjana’ I lost respect for even the profs who back this brand of leadership ). I was always put on defensive footing by people who asked about the leadership if a new T-state is formed. Now, I myself have questions about it. How can a bunch of conceited politicians like these ever lead us to progress. As of now, I see another Bihar in the making : meager resources, under-educated masses, ethnic violence and demagogue-leaders who will only sell the ‘Koti Ratanala Veena’ one Ratna at a time. Surely, I fear for the fate of Telangana.  I have not done a volte-face yet. And I am still defending the T-cause (And explaining why I do that requires another post) but with lot more apprehensions than I used to have. The moment I am driven to a corner where I will have no option but to revolt, I will consider leaving the place altogether. No land that refuses to embrace its own people deserves their allegiance.

P. S

In the light of some comments below and lest I be misinterpreted,

i) I will make ‘in principle’ a bit more clear : I agree that there is backwardness in T and largely due to neglect. I believe some degree  of self-determination and a hefty money-pumping are required to get it out of that rut. This is what anyone who lived in the non-urban districts of T for more than few years would definitely say and hence my support for the whole idea. The issue of whether the solution is with a separate state or not is debatable as I earlier mentioned here. (But on the whole, I am more in favor of it but another solution is certainly acceptable).

ii) Coming to ‘settler’ word and my use of it. I dont want to attach that tag to anybody nor am I asking to be treated differently because I stayed there for longer than others. I am asking that everybody living there be treated equally (even if they have a divided loyalty, for that matter). The reason I mentioned that point was to emphasize the point that if people like us who have been well-integrated in to the social fabric are facing trouble living there you can imagine the plight of those who moved recently.

The Merit Argument: One of the most compelling arguments against reservations comes from the advocates of meritocracy. This is a very strong argument. Merit, Intellectual Prowess etc. seem to be the cool ideal that  should dictate the world order. In a world where there was universally objective index of merit, that would have been possible. In contrast, merit as measured today, in India in particular, is one of the most misleading indices.. both manipulated and manipulative. One only needs to look at the mad machinery in today’s coaching centers that regularly churn out ‘toppers’ to crack any kind of exam. These almost exclusively serve the urban populace and, within it, only those who are rich enough to afford the overpriced services. I do not intend disparage the kids who attend these centers. My case here is that being blind to the underlying mechanism that determines ‘merit’ and harping on meritocracy is total BS. It reminds me of Ayn Rand‘s arguments (the stupid and insensitive ones.. she had many great ones too). As much as I love Objectivism, I am appalled by her inability to realize that ‘the weak’ are neither born weak nor are  ‘the strong’ born strong.  Like Rand’s argument, the merit argument against reservations ignores that fact that there is whole range of factors that shape the character of a person, that there is long phase of nurturing, learning and skill-sharpening that gives final shape to the raw talents of an individual. And no measure of merit is decoupled from the influence of these. In India, in particular, a vast majority of the population was deprived of access to such skill-development and intellectual pursuits.. and deprived for long enough to even kill such aspirations among these people. Now, after centuries of oppression, suddenly waking up and saying “Oh!! that’s horrifying!! Come on, let’s go purely by merit!!” is like asking a lame man and a super-fit athlete to compete in the same race!!. Lets face it : the resistance is simply because the section that has been enjoying the benefits, so far, lacks the courage to face the consequences of a corrective action. In  meritocracy, they find an ideal that can conveniently hide their insecurities. On the other hand, affirmative action addresses real problems. Problems that cant be solved by individual will alone. Social changes that could take several strong-willed generations are brought about in much shorter span. A progressive society would happily embrace such a corrective action and not hide behind manipulative theories that seek to continue the old rotten systems. I welcome merit, but not when its determination is flawed.

The Economic Backwardness Argument: This is another hard-nut. I saw a lot of self-proclaimed progressive thinkers bashing Arjun Singh when he came up with the idea of OBC reservations (some even using the choices of abuses). To their credit, Mr. Singh is no saint and the true intentions behind his crusade are not known.  But the critics conveniently forget to show an alternative. Apart from the shallow merit argument most of them claim that economic backwardness should be basis for reservations. Unfortunately, none of these ‘thinkers’ had a road-map for a viable implementation of these new category of reservations. Once again, the plank of economic-backwardness is a seemingly a pure and holy ideal that would only end up serving the cause of incumbent system. As sickeningly oppressive as it was, the caste system could never beat the basic laws of nature and its only natural to find a poor Brahmin and a rich Sudra. That fact should never be taken out of context to suggest that corrective action should not be caste based. The burdens of being social outcasts, of being banished to do jobs that would crush the basic sense of dignity, of having to live as second-class citizens, of being manipulated to believe their worth is only so much (and all this for centuries) are really intangible. Refusing to pay reparations for such abuse is the highest sin that I can imagine. Letting ourselves get away, under the pretext of forgetting or erasing caste system, from that responsibility is paramount to cheating ourselves. Moreover, any implementation of an economic-backwardness based affirmative action is very likely to be corruptible and aid those calling the shots currently. That is not a corrective action but a disguised aid to perpetuate the status-quo. It is inevitable that seemingly better measures like merit and economic-backwardness will eventually guide us but that can only happen when the ghosts of past are buried forever. Surely, 60 odd years of reluctant corrective action is not enough to offset thousands of years of exploitation.

The Centers of Excellence Argument: This argument is specific to the so called premier institutions (read IITs). I see a lot of folks (mostly, alumni of these institutes) claiming that bringing these institutions under the scope of affirmative action would somehow ‘drag down’ the ‘level’ of these institutions. No offense to the genuinely worried ones, but most of these ‘intelligent’ folks seem to be worried that their own worth might later on be undervalued. I wonder how much value these guys add to the label of their institution and how much they derive from the label. Do not get me wrong!! Academic excellence of the students from these institutions is indisputable. However, I wonder if the role of a center of excellence ends in taking the sharpest minds of the country and sharpening them further and then promptly exporting a good number of them to the so called ‘land of opportunities’. These institutions are some of the biggest beneficiaries of public money that is pumped in to them with near-zero accountability. With a few honorable exceptions, a good deal of ‘research’ that happens is incremental and way below international standards. Even the excellent ratings from the industry is a result of the hard work and brilliance of students who have learned to work under cut-throat competition. It would be interesting to see the results of the same amount of money poured into improving the infrastructure and facilities of smaller institutes or even allowing individual states to develop their own premier institutes. And yet, somehow I am regularly told that this is all worth my tax money and none of these institutes should be asked to fulfill their social obligations.  Its like the offerings made to a God who is never to be questioned.  An institution that can nurture only the best minds, as measured by a flawed system, and not raw talent (that has the potential) has little intrinsic worth. My opinion is that institutions that refuse to do so should be asked to find avenues to raise their money by themselves (like IIIT-H is now obliged to) or justify how money being spent on them is helping in making us a better country.

The number of arguments is endless. The point I want to make is .. things were pathetic, we want them to be ideal.. the intermediate path has non-zero length. Simple!! We cant erase the caste system overnight. Its a long and painful (at least to some) path. Refusing to take that path is to cheat. Having the courage to accept the consequences of taking that path is a big deal. Even an utterly capitalist society like America has eventually recognized the inevitability of course correction and affirmative action. In Parsifal Mosaic, Micheal Havelock answers Alex Kalyazin’s accusation of America’s indifference to hunger and poverty : ‘If that is true, then we deserve to lose‘.  I wish I could say the same about my country with the same conviction. I wish, like in Guru Gobind Singh’s prayer, that courage to follow the right path may never desert my countrymen. Bless those who call me a hypocrite for doing this!!.

And more recently, the news of Andhra CM YSR missing spread like wild-fire in our state. Emotionally appealing and heart touching clips and pics of him were telecasted again and again. The same news papers that cursed him only a few months back were now making him once-in-a-generation leader and claiming that there wont be a leader like that again!!. What struck was the impact of it: old men in the twilight of their life would gather around the TV(or the live TV on my dad’s computer) at our home.. the clips telling them that YSR is the one who got them their pensions, state-provided insurances and all.. the poor old chaps are taken over an utterly needless emotional roller-coaster ride. The fainthearted ones see only gloom in near future and, rather frequently, their hearts give in and I hear the demise of so and so old man who has never seen YSR in his life!!. Bad.. I say. This aspect of information proliferation sucks!!

I was damn worried and started going over the coverage to see what could move people so much that their hearts pop!! And guess what?.. in an hour I see myself sending a mail to my friends paying tribute to YSR. I thought ‘holy cow!! I got to stop reading this s**t!!’. The idea that there is load of information out there trying to persuade/manipulate me is scary. I understand how its natural and all, but aren’t our focus and attention things that should be treated as assets, now that there is so much on the plate? The average time I spend on crap coming in from RSS feed aggregators, mail chains, breaking news and social network updates is growing bigger and bigger.. its stealing my life man.. i am scared!!

Now that I have said what scares me, I will do my bit for proliferation so that I am not the only one to suffer .. X-).

i) The interesting stuff : I was immensely in to this debate on partition triggered by Jaswant Singh’s Jinnah:India-Partition-Independence. Sounds boring.. yeah right!!. I am sick of these self proclaimed ‘face-of-new-India‘s like Chetan Bhagat who think that their disinterest in history or any other topic makes them irrelevant to everyone. Our media should be ashamed to be even giving space to these s**t-h**ds!!. I, for one, was always intrigued why Allama Iqbal who wrote ‘Saare Jahan Se Achah‘ had to conceive the idea of and fight for Pakistan. And why ‘Amar Shonar Bangla‘ written by Rabindranath Tagore came to be the anthem of predominantly Muslim nation like Bangladesh. To a logical mind, it appears that there was too  much manipulation that made people forget the thread of brotherhood that runs through them. And I care about such things!! Any reasonable man would find the need to look back, at least in an attempt to avoid old mistakes or even to correct course!! If our faces-of-new-India cant see this, then I fail to see how they can claim to be so.

ii) The funny stuff : My folks are a bit pissed off with me for not giving me an assurance on when I would even start thinking of finding a soul-mate. Unfortunately, I am in to lot of other things, as of now. However, I landed on this cool video that made me realize that I always loved girls who can code. And here’s a tribute from Dale Chase to all the coder-girls. Wish I had a kick-ass coder girlfriend!!

iii) The weird stuff : This has to go the SRK detention stuff. I am not in to movies but I know this guy has a reputation for being a megalomaniac. This instance only seems to confirm this. Heck, even people like Abdul Kalam get checked. Not to mention the care we Indians take w.r.t swine-flu these days.. checking foreigners and all!! He must have been thinking he was in some remote corner of India full of smitten dames and aping dudes. Thumbs Down!!

iv) The disgusting stuff : The stuff that goes on in reality shows this days.. like Dadagiri, Splitsvilla. Dont these TV guys ever realize that there exists another India that is not the same as the spoilt brats from posh joints of Mumbai or some other metro.  This could be old stuff but I was shocked to see a contestant getting slapped [and his reaction and the chaos thereafter] in a bizarre video (sorry.. no embedding as I do not want to give screen space to s**t like that). I could not help sympathizing with the contestant… I would have reacted similarly irrespective of the gender of the other person. Its a human instinct and more so in this part of the world!!. (Judging from his language the contestant seems to have a rural background and probably could not digest being slapped on TV. The hostess should have known to behave herself and the d***-h**d who was the co-host should have know a thing about damage-control). Its high-time the numb-skulls who design these programs properly evaluated how well these things suit the audience/contestants (apart from checking the sanity level of the hosts).  As always, my concern is about the friction between one India that is madly engrossed in morphing itself in to what is their idea of  ‘cool-dudes/hot-chicks‘ and the other India that is struggling to retain what is their idea of  ‘character‘ and yet enjoy the fruits of ‘modernization‘. I confess I belong to the latter class (or closer to it, at least)  and I often feel that the victims of the friction are, more often than not, the later class!! And that is what is disgusting!! Where is Swami Vivekananda when we need him?

Adobe and Noida: Adobe’s office is perhaps the most imposing building in its vicinity. So its natural that some coolness is attributed to it. I spent a good part of the first week knowing Adobe’s history ( which is a real wow!!). Its a shame that they do not make much money despite having some of the best and ubiquitous technologies with them. Hope that changes in the coming years. Apart from that, I was given the task of reading these absolutely beautiful tutorials on pdf ( Oh, I forgot to mention that I work for the Acrobat team). During the orientation, stalwart  Naresh Gupta gave a wonderful speech on the history as well as the future of Adobe. One sentence sums the future : Cloud, Mobile and Social Computing are the future. My first impression of Noida (when I visited two years back) was that its a wonderfully planned urban locale with nothing to crib about. But after getting a closer look, I think its the place where extreme poverty and atrociously profligate lifestyles have come together and stand as testimony to the disparities that plague us (which partly explains the high crime rate, I guess). The sight of cars speeding by panting rickshaw-wallahs trying to cross the road before the light turns red somehow did not go down well with me. The weather, in comparison to Bangalore, is miserable (putting it mildly, that is).  Now I know how tough it is to live in the North.

Trip to Chail : I have been lucky to be on a team trip within the first fortnight of my joining. We went to Chail, a small village thrown away in the hills near Solan. Its my first view of Himachal Pradesh. Chail is often termed a slice of heaven. May its not that big an exaggeration. Roads that wound around the hills like ornaments on a dame, Little homes sprinkled at random on the lush green surfaces of the mountains, Pine trees towering over you as if they were soldiers guarding the heritage from a bygone era, Clouds passing by you as if to say Good Morning.. the place is more a like a fairyland. Tolkien’s Hobbiton might come close . Apart from enjoying the serene beauty of nature I had some good time with the team games that went on. We won a treasure hunt and tug-of-war :O. I also learnt to play pool (my first pot was a reflection shot ) and cards. So overall, it was an absolutely amazing trip. On return, I got a glimpse of Chandigarh and can now appreciate why people from there are so much in love with their hometown.

The Work : As I already said, the stuff that Adobe has is really cool. The fact the Acrobat Reader and Flash Player are two of the most ubiquitous software should give an idea of that. However, what I do now and going to do in future is a sea change from what I have been doing. But I guess experience with giant-size teams, legacy code and highly evolved software development processes is a very good skill addition. Of course, I am having some good fun outside work too. I went to the golden jubilee meeting at Adobe’s ToastMasters Club, volunteered to make an impromptu speech and won the best speaker prize . I guess rambling on a lot of things frequently really helps.

There are lots of other things which are very exciting personally. My parents had our sweet little home renovated, I sent my Inspiron Desktop to home and put my parents on road to computer literacy (its the best feeling I had in recent times), My niece is absolutely in love with Alex The Lion of Madagascar ( a character I used to play to entertain her when she did not know of computers) and tons of other blessings of God that I could keep counting. I will save the other interesting things for future posts as I now seem to have time to blog more frequently.