Tuesday, April 26, 2011
ek hai anaar yahaan, kitni bimaariyaan! (Yes, several problems plague my country but..)
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Indians and altruism.
Several stars outside India use their popularity to garner support for their causes and foundations, it may not be a bad idea for bollywood and cricket superstars to do the same in a cricket & movie-mad nation. I noticed, though, that a recent act of kindness by Yuvraj Singh and Bhajji - donation of Rs 1 lakh each to Arunima (volleyball player who lost her leg) - has received some media attention. So, while we are at it, we may look at some others by Indian cricketers: Sehwag is associated with UNICEF (along with some more cricketers - but I wonder how demanding it is), Yuvraj Singh runs a Yuvraj Singh foundation in Durban (SA), Dhoni and Sachin personally sponsor charities in their respective cities. I haven't been able to find more information - maybe (at least I hope) there are more efforts that I couldn't locate.
In any case, let's look at Sachin's efforts (because he is Sachin and is probably the most famous for his humanitarian efforts and there are appeals for a Bharat Ratna for him). According to a newspaper article, he sponsors some 200 kids through Apnalaya (http://www.apnalaya.org/). Without taking anything away from his effort and intentions, I think he can and should do more (if he is already doing so, then kudos).
Nelle Kooren, founding chairperson of a charity organization in Netherlands ( www.onderwijsvoorindia.nl ), is a full time student and yet organizes dinners and events to raise enough money to support higher education of more than 40 orphan/poor girls in Tamil Nadu (in collaboration with a local NGO Sevai Society). In comparison with her, I think Sachin has many million times more wealth/money and several hundred million times more influence. I still think he can make better use of his influence and fame to support more kids, like Jacques Kallis does or McGrath does or even Imran Khan does for his cancer hospital. Again, I am nothing away from him, just hoping that the real Indian idols use their influence to help change the national mindset to a more charitable one.
P.S. If this blog inspires anyone to help a good cause, here are a few links:
For those in India, you can/should either donate to Jagriti (http://home.iitk.ac.in/~ag/jagriti) or an initiative by a few IITK alumni and friends (www.godparents.in). Of course, Sachinites can always follow their God to www.apnalaya.org
For those in Netherlands, you can either contact me or go to www.onderwijsvoorindia.nl to donate.
For everyone elsewhere (Indian/NRI/Non-Indian), one of the best ways is of course using www.godparents.in to make donations. Be generous, because Mahatma Gandhi said:
"Whatever you do will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it."
Monday, September 13, 2010
So, the words for today are: antipodal, apostate, affinity, incorporate, febrile. Well, let's see.. In an attempt to incorporate these five words in one sentence, I can tell you that finally I have come out to my parents - told them that I am not febrile anymore and my affinity for blind faith and holding someone responsible for every event in my life has vanished, thus, I have turned into an apostate and my views might even be antipodal to theirs. Aha, mission accomplished :)
Well, as you would imagine a lot has happened in the last one year since I disappeared off the blogging scene..
1. I have travelled a lot - been to Praha, Berlin, Munich, Vienna, Interlakken & Jungfraujoch (Switzerland, or as they know it in India as Yash Raj studios), Nice (France), Monte Carlo (Monaco, which houses the casino where the great James Bond frittered away Indian money - i.e. money stolen by British from India and then allocated to James Bond), a 6-day trip to Greece (Athens, and Crete island) with Yusuke (my Japanese boyfriend, or former boyfriend since he is married to his very nice Japanese girlfriend now) and my former roommate from IITK - Abhinav Agarwal, a 5 day trip to Portugal with two of my best friends in Amsterdam - Tanit and Vincenzo- where the fun was further bolstered by the company of a former portuguese colleague- Raquel, who showed us around and took us to her place for a wonderful dinner of crabs, lobsters, shrimps and clams..
2. I have switched my field again, and have finally started (May 2010) my Ph.D. in Computational Biochemistry on "Role of chaperones in protein folding": http://molsim.chem.uva.nl/ . We have moved to a new building, which is a lot fancier than the one before that even as it's located in an area (Science Park) away from the city center and looks more like a construction site than a research-zone. But I love my work, like my boss (Peter), the 2 supervisors (Jocelyne and Bernd) and new colleagues - which includes 2 Indians (both from IIT Bombday) as well. The group is quite hardworking, yet relaxed and I fit-in perfectly as the one lazy guy who tries to balance the excess of work done by others.
3. After having struggled for more than a year to keep the apartment clean while sharing it with someone, I have finally managed to move in to a nice huge single apartment with a big bedroom, a bigger living room, a proportionately big kitchen, and an even bigger bathroom. To make it look more homely and suitable for bringing girls home, I have bought a washing machine and decorated it with some random things that suit my minimal tastes.
4. To eliminate the possibility of bringing new girls home every now and then, I have started dating a wonderful Dutch girl.. who I couldn't possibly stop gushing about, but will do the gushing over several blogs to avoid looking too smitten..
5. And the best of all, I got myself banned from entering or even passing through Germany for two years.. :).. On my way to India in March 2010 after my residence permit expired, I neglected to get a transit visa and got held up at the inter-terminal passport control at Munich international airport. They wanted to deport me (which was stupid, since I was already going to India) after marking me as an illegal alien, filing a police report against me and banning me for life (which was lowered to two years after paying a fee and filing a petition), and taking some pictures of me..
The whole experience was quite funny, since I couldn't stop laughing the whole time and had to employ all my acting skills to look serious when a cop would talk to me or walk by.. when they took me for a picture, I almost struck an excited pose seeing a camera but realized immediately that it was probably not politically correct and I should at least try to look sullen.. So, now there are sad ugly pictures of me hanging all over German borders marked "Most Un-wanted"..
On the sports front, I took up wall/rock-climbing, but quit after 7 months after having realized that my acrophobia was still intact and was probably getting worse with every failed climbing attempt.. so, now I just stick to bouldering.. I joined an indoor soccer researchers' league, became infamous as the lean-mean injury machine as people would run into me and hurt themselves - somehow, I always got blamed for that even as they were the ones running into me - ahh, the perils of being too strong :D.. In a separate incident, we recently won a mixed 4-a-side beach volleyball tournament organized in Scheveningen (near Den Haag).. http://picasaweb.google.com/ashish.nigam/BeachVolleyballInScheveningenAug10 ..
Well, I guess this is enough for today.. I have a presentation coming up next Monday and I am already mixing my dreams with reality unable to distinguish between the two sometimes.. I actually have to ask people whether I talked to them about something in reality or whether it was just a dream.. :D..
Anyway, back to work..
Friday, June 19, 2009
The fun month of May..
Well anyway, we spent the 1st day walking around the city, went to Notre Dame Cathedral, Jardin du Luxembourg, Rolland Garros (but they didn't let us in - not even for a guided tour), and then went to Eiffel Tower in the evening... and it was beautiful.. Next morning, we took a 4 hours tour of Louvre (mainly saw the major paintings including Mona Lisa, The wedding party, etc., and Napolean's rooms on 2nd floor), wherefrom I started on a quest to find Hotel De Ville to watch Nadal lose to Soderling on a big screen that they had put up - and got just in time to see the last set of Nadal's dominance on Rolland Garros!! :D
Thereon, Yusuke and I went to Montmarte, where Sacre Coeur stands atop the hill, displaying a rather breathtaking view of the city. Luckily, we also got a glimpse of newly ordained priests coming out of it. It was only after that ceremony that general public was let in, with the precondition that on eis not allowed to take any photographs inside - but if they couldn't stopm me from taking taking photographs at the holy Sistine Chapel, it wasn't gonna work in Sacre Coeur - even as some South Indian asshole saw me take a photograph and started discussing (in Malayalam, I guess) with his friend the need to turn me in. Well, I just quietly sneaked away from the wannabe-true-Christian. We stayed there till the dark set in (even though the young crowd over there was rather rowdy and drunk, and a little scary as well), so as to get some night views of the cathedral and the city, and the photographs uploaded on Picasa are a testimony to the correctness of our decision. Then, we walked around the RLD of Paris, and soon after left for Syal's place. He was supposed to join us at Sacre Coeur, but couldn't for the poor guy's precious iphone broke in the afternoon. Anyway, one of the best experiences in Paris, besides the places, was eating Paninis and Crepés all the time, and gormandizing Dosa, Kulfi and Lassi in the Indian district for lunch on both days.
This was our best trip so far. By the end of it, Yusuke realized that I say "bitch" at almost everything, be it a missed train or garbage on the road, and asked me what is meant by it and how it's spelled. Then, having understood the connotation of that, he also told me how it can be said in Japanese - "Kaso". :D
Well, I plan to go to Paris again, and this time I will see the Rolland Garros, come what may. I also wanna see the Rose Line that Silas dug around in da Vinci Code. :D But next weekend, I am going to Praha (Prague) with Prithu to check out the famed Czech beer and chicks. :D
The awesome Italy trip..
I hadn’t slept much the night before (unless you call 3 hours much), and fell asleep later that night on the platform while waiting for the train to Firenze (Florence) and slept like a baby in the train as well. But we got off the train and had a funny experience (maybe, to be told another day), and got out into the city. And behold!! By God!! What a beautiful city!! True – someone like me could argue that all they have in Italy are basilicas and churches and Cathedrals – but boy, are they all beautiful!! And Firenze – walking through the city is like walking through the aisles of some art museum. The city is buzzing with history and art – huge replicas of famous sculptures including that of Michaelangelo’s David (yes, the naked dude) stand on a piazza (square/plein), next to a street lined up with sculptures of famous kings, artists, rulers, scientists, and warriors on both sides. Oh by the way, that’s where the famous Uffizi art gallery also stands (we didn’t go in there). We also didn’t go to the famous art museum of Firenze (that houses the original David by Michaelangelo) – 1. We didn’t have time, 2. We don’t care much about paying to look at art that we don’t understand much (and naked men for art definitely don’t attract us that much).
Anyway, having walked about and soaked in the city in 5-6 hours, we caught the train to Pisa – with only 1 place to go to: Piazza dei Miracolli (Square of Miracle). This is where the famous screw up of the world lies (ok, still stands, but who knows): The Leaning Tower of Pisa, along with another basilica and cathedral (boy, am I getting tired of them now!). The guy messed up completely in Civil Engineering (should have got an F in MOS and Fluid Mech – I don’t care, everybody got an F in that and so should have he) and people flock to admire that – weird eh? Well, it’s funny and beautiful nonetheless, and a few corny photographs (pushing the tower further, kicking it from both sides, a novel one – kneeing the tower in what should have been its groin) later, we made our way to Roma. Another few tortuous train journeys to the youth hostel later, we found ourselves in a rather spooky countryhouse/camping ground kind of place where we were supposed to be staying. Oh by the way, Yusuke had already got there and had paid for the room – dude, I’ll pay you as soon I can.
A comfortable night’s sleep and a soothing shower did help recover a bit from all the walking we had done – although the uncountable number of pizzas that we had, besides the adrenalin rush, had already been helping us keep our energy level up. That day, the three of us first went to Vatican City to see San Pietre’s Basilica and hopefully, Vatican museum (although a lying English tour guide scared us by saying that we would have to wait for 2.5 hours each to see any of those places and would have to pay 20 Euros for a combined ticket, while she would be able to provide us with an audio-guided tour with preferential entry for only 40 Euros!!). Well, bitch, it took us 20 minutes after getting into the queue to get into STB for FREE!! (And next day, we entered Vatican museum on student tickets for 8 euros each, this time after standing in queue for 30 minutes in a beautiful weather!!) Then Prithu and I went to see the rest of Roma (while Yusuke decided to stick by to see Vatican Museum before leaving for Napoli the same day, but he couldn’t get in) – Stadia Olympica (football stadium where Barcelona beat Manchester United 5 days later to lift Champion’s Cup trophy), some stupid San Agnes’ castle made famous by “Angels and Demons” (only saw it from outside, looked rather ugly, so didn’t go in), Piazza di Navona (with a really beautiful fountain), Fontana di Trevi (a mind-numbingly beautiful fountain, one of the most beautiful sights to behold – it was majestic.. my linguistic skills, if any, seem to fail me here – it was indeed that beautiful), Pantheon (disappointing, I am sorry, but there isn’t anything about it to deserve the amount of hype it has – also they made us wait for more than 2 hours to get in), and finally the king of all – the Colosseo (or Roman Colosseum, as we know it). We deliberately went at a time such that we got the day view, and by waiting for 1 hour there, got some enthralling night views as well. We didn’t go inside, sort of had an idea it might be too expensive and disappointing to go inside (a view later confirmed by Yusuke, who did go inside to return feeling ripped off for nothing). Anyway, this finished our first day at Rome – an exhausting but extremely satisfying day, wherein we saw almost everything that was there to see. Oh by the way, you know how they say: When in Rome, do as the Romans do! Please don’t! Looking at the sculptures in whole of Italy, my 1st guess is that Romans aren’t the biggest fans of clothes – they like to do everything naked (even play sports naked, see for yourself in front of Stadia Olympica). And the irony is, they don’t let inappropriately dressed men/women into chapels and basilicas, which are, by the way, covered with paintings of naked people!! What’s up with that??!!
Early next morning, we returned to Vatican City, and quickly got into Vatican museum. Ofcourse, you can spend a whole day here or just an hour, depending on your interest. We, however, listened to Buddha and took the middle-path – took 3.5 hours to traverse through and admire the museum, including Sistine Chapel (which was beautiful, no doubt, but they didn’t allow photographs in there – I took quite a few nevertheless :D). Having finished it (some might call it getting over with it), we left for Napoli, and this is where all the fun began. I realized on the train that I had thrown away the paper with the directions to our youth hostel and had no idea how to get there. Thankfully, the original email from the hostel with the directions was still in my mailbox, so now the frantic search for an internet café was initiated. Fun part – nobody spoke/understood much English and Napoli is known to be extremely unsafe buzzing with cons and thugs (we experienced it only a little bit next day, even though Yusuke had gotten into big trouble the night before, and had to literally cry for help to get out of it), especially around the railway station. But we eventually found one internet café with some difficulty, and the guy was nice enough to not charge us unreasonably for using the internet for 10 minutes. Another task at hand – look for Pizzeria de Michele, the best pizzeria in town, recommended by the Italian guy in my research group (Vincenzo, who hails from a Napolia) as well as various websites. After trying for more than half an hour, and asking several people, we found this guy who couldn’t understand us much, nor could we him, but one thing that we got clear was that he offered to walk us to the Pizzeria. Vincenzo had warned us of thugs and hostile people in Napoli, but I have to say, we found only the nicest people there - a guy who gave us directions as accurately as one could and still apologized for not speaking English very well, a lady who helped us out of a jam to help us find the bus we needed to take to airport, and to top it off, this guy who walked us to the pizzeria without any selfish interests. And to my embarrassement, I began to suspect him after a while, and started walking behind him and Prithu to make sure I had enough time to react if he tried to pull off anything, yet he saw us off at the pizzeria, shook our hands and left with a friendly smile. I am sure there are bad guys in Napoli, but I only had good things to say about them.
By the way, the pizza was indeed marvelous. Though it got a little cold by the time we ate it, it tasted incredible even then. Anyway, we took the train to get to our youth hostel in Portici – a small town outside Napoli. The hostel was called fabric hostel or something, and was possibly the most awesome hostel I have ever stayed at. New, beautiful, and very well organized – a complete value for money, and more.
The dinner experience that night, however, sucked – we had to wait for 1 hour to get our pizzas at this pizzeria nearby. A very stupid place, with a rather uncouth, careless and arrogant head waiter – If I ever go back to Napoli again, I would never go to this pizzeria, never ever again (unfortunately, I don’t remember its name, so if you venture into it during your trip to Napoli, you’ll know which one it is by the time you get your pizzas :P). Anyway, next morning we went to Pompei – excavation site of a city which was completely buried and laid waste under lava, rocks and stones when Mount Vesuvius erupted rather violently arnd 24th Aug 79 AD. Now, one can see some of the dead bodies that were found covered in debris, the ancient Roman pottery, their houses, and even their brothels!! :D.. It was quite an experience, even though Yusuke and I had to do a quick 2-hr tour of the site. You know what, I do plan to go back to just Napoli some time, and stay at the same hostel, and explore not just Pompein again, but the beautiful Amalfi coast near Sorrento (I guess), go on a hiking trail to Mt. Vesuvius, even though I hear the view inside the volcano is rather disappointing – no boiling lava on the surface - screw that!! :P
I am back!
In the last many weeks that I did not update my blog in, I have done a lot of stuff – mostly traveling around Amsterdam, and to Brussels, Italy and Paris – besides breaking up with my girlfriend, getting rejected by a few girls in Amsterdam, and having come off as a complete jerk in front of my research colleagues by drinking too much in Alex’s graduation party and every Friday night hang out (turns out I even smoked a little bit in my drunken stupor on one of those nights).
I have been on a day trip (on 2nd week of May – perfect time to visit) to Keukenhof (translated as Kitchen Garden) – an extremely beautiful garden just outside
Interestingly, however, 2 of my friends from
Monday, May 4, 2009
Apartment grieveances!!
I would first like to thank you for helping me get an apartment ({Address}) even before my arrival in Amsterdam. It was quite comfortable to move into one on the very same day as my arrival in the city. However, there are a lot of problems in/with the apartment that I had hoped I would be able to adjust to but they seem to be getting even more menacing every day.
The first major problem is the level of cleanliness of the apartment. It's pretty evident that the incumbent resident (as I understand, he has been living here for around 3 years) has not taken care of it at all in at least the last 1 or 2 years. First of all, as one enters the apartment for the first time, a certain kind of stench hits one's face. My room, which I had hoped would be fairly clean, was covered in dust when I arrived. In fact, the dust (along with my flatmate's nails) has got embedded in the carpet and is stuck to the floors and woodwork in the whole apartment, so much so that even after spending 2 hours to vacuum clean the apartment a mere 1 week after my arrival (that I believe should not have been needed, since the incumbent resident should have kept it habitable, but it was not so), I could not remove the dust. There were cobwebs all around, it still feels dirty to walk on the kitchen floor without shoes. The kitchen sink looks fairly dirty, and the bathroom is beyond recognition. The toilet bowl is almost completely brown in color (I assume it was originally white), and the walls look so dirty and slimy that touching one makes me feel like having a shower. The floor is no better, and even the string to switch the light on/off is almost completely black in color. The gas stove is all covered in grease (of course it can be cleaned, but I suppose my room mate expects me to help him with cleaning of the apartment), and the balcony outside my room is home to 2 pigeons who have left no stone unturned to make it look like a zoo. I tried to shoo them away, but it turned out that they have laid eggs in their nests and are now busy incubating them. This makes me feel guilty about the idea of throwing their nests away and cleaning the area, even though they disturb my sleep every morning with their cooing.
Add to that the fact that the whole apartment in itself is kind of falling apart. The bathroom/toilet doesn't boast of a wash-basin that compels us to wash our hands in the kitchen sink, and there are leakages in almost all the external pipework. The pipe for the shower gets detached at will and it requires some skill to put it back. Besides, the walls are too weak to nail/screw the holder/hanger for shower head in place. It has already broken off from 3 positions on the wall. The walls in rooms have been destroyed by the water leaking through the roof, and even the wall paper is coming off them. There are various holes/crevices in the doors and windows (one of the windows doesn't even close well), that make the apartment fairly cold during the night. The floors creek when we walk, and they are broken at many places with several irregularities that make walking on them seem like an effort. Even the carpeting is so old and obsolete now, that while trying to vacuum out the dust, it was only the carpet that was removed off the floors. The electric circuits are also rather scary, since every time I plug an instrument in, they produce fairly intimidating sparks (my guess is those water leaks might have a role to play in that). The buzzer to open the main door to the building doesn't work either. The roof itself is coming off the ceiling and is too weak. Last week while cooking, some smoke set off the smoke alarm and when I tried to press the reset button on the alarm, the system got detached from the ceiling (because the roof tiles could not support the nails/screws) instead of shutting off the alarm. I am too scared to attempt to attach it back lest I should have the whole roof tile breaking off.
I apologize for any rudeness or uncouthness I may have exhibited in this email, but as you might understand, sometimes I don't feel like coming home because of aforementioned problems. I would really appreciate if these points could be addressed, even more so if I could move into a new apartment. I do not know if it was just a coincidence that I got an Indian room mate, but I would like to point out that I absolutely have no preferences regarding the nationality, ethnicity, sex or degree of enrollment of my flatmate. I again apologize for any offensive language I may have employed, and would like to clarify that I don't mean ill against anyone, not even my flatmate - I guess that's just how he likes to live but I am not comfortable with this. I hope you can help me with this.
Thanks
Sincerely
Thursday, April 23, 2009
I love India!!!
Sometimes, I like to ponder over as to why people in government offices in India refuse to follow procedures honestly and properly that they have been appointed to implement. My understanding is that it's the pre-independence attitude that is still in place... when civil disobedience and mockery of government was a cool and accepted resort, when you were a patriot if you didn't follow rules and regulations set by the foriegn government. But, times have changed now. We are not being ruled by some outsiders who oppress us, we are being ruled by people who are one of our own.. though admittedly, they still oppress us. Yet, some/most of those rules have been set up for our own good, the system has been put in place for the good of the country, if followed properly. But one can't fault a lowly babu (clerk) or a peon for the corruption either. The poor soul is expecting only a few bucks in return of services that are, though, his duties and responsibilities and that he should ideally provide without a bribe. This corruption starts at the top with the "leaders"of the country who amass and multiply their wealth exponentially every year, while 1/3rd population can't afford 2 meals for their family. Now, that's where the change is required. I believe that the leaders who got us our freedom, fought for it and sacrificed for it, have earned their dues, and it's time they move on to work for the public again. And, the new ones - well, I wonder what dues they are trying to get before they start thinking about the interests of the country. The problems in India can't be solved with a bottom-up approach, but top-down! Call me pessimistic but I am sorry, that doesn't seem likely to be happening in my lifetime or at least not in my "youth".