Thursday, July 15, 2021

The Death of Telegram

 Exactly 8 years ago this day the telegram services was closed forever in India. July 15, 2013 was the last day a telegram was sent. 


For years telegram was the harbinger of news - good, bad or ugly. First the good news, which was mostly related to birth of a child (mainly son, birth of a daughter unless she is the first child is rarely an occasion to celebrate back home). Or a new job offers for which the mailman (postman) was rewarded with LADDOOS (sweets) or monetary tips, occasionally both. 

Bad news was mostly related to sickness and death. Often dreaded for delivering news related to death, the telegram was already on its death bed in the age of emails, internets, social media, texts and smart phones. Unsurprisingly, finally it died its natural death.

Once a Babu (the way the government servants are addressed in India) went out on an urgent trip. He instructed his servant to send a telegram to his family members informing them about his unplanned jaunt. The faithful servant sent a telegram in Odia "BABU AJI MARI JAICHANTI" transliterated " Our master passed away today".

In fact the Babu went to a place called AJMER. So the slight difference in the spelling of AJMER and AJI MARI (died today) played havoc with the ill fated recipients of the fated telegram. When the smiling Babu returned back home a few days later his family members were startled to see him as if they saw a ghost. 

I sent one telegram in my life to fake illness in order to get some leaves from my Govt service where I once worked for a short period of time. I was told to do so, as a telegram message then was the best proof of authenticity to use in the SARKARI (govt) world. RIP, telegram service. Even 8 years after your death you have enough of nostalgia tied to you to be dug out from your grave.

Saturday, July 10, 2021

Belief in Limited Socializing

 Over the years I learnt something the hard way. Unlimited socializing leads to unnecessary headaches. Hence I have decided to limit by socializing to a limited circle of friends around whom I feel quite comfortable and have no qualms whatsoever.


These days finite socializing keeps me sane. It has reduced the vulnerability from any future fiasco. Familiarity breeds contempt. Someone once told me - "Ass might look pretty from a distance, but if you get too close to the ass it will stink".

A few Odias aren't happy with me for my social distancing from the greater US based Odia community. Being from the same fraternity the expectation is higher from your own BIRADARI. In USA you have Odia, Bengali, Telugu, Marathi, Tamil, Gujarati, Punjabi - all kinds of regional outfits (often multiple ones from the same community in the same state or city), but hardly any functioning Indian association. We are Odias, Gujaratis or Telugu first, Indian origin later. Only time we think ourselves as Indians when India plays a cricket match, especially against our arch rival Pakistan.

To those Odias who detest me of staying aloof from them, I have this message. I didn't come to USA to mingle only with Persons of Odisha origin. If my intention was to mingle only with Odias, I could have lived in my ancestral village near Puri. My native village consists of only pure bred Odias, not a single non-Odia lives there. Why I came to America if I had to socialize with Odias ONLY?

Please forgive me for doing some self bragging - after staying a quarter of century in the United States I have not forgotten my roots, culture, language and tradition. I have touched them in many of my blogs, highlighted Odisha's history, its eminent personalities, its culture,  festivals and language. Whenever possible I have brought our forgotten heroes to life by highlighting statesmen and their contributions to my home state of Odisha in various fields - e.g. art, literature, astronomy, sports and politics. I have translated many articles and a book from Odia to English (Now I have self patted my back so much that I might sprain my hand).

Man is a social animal (women are more social than men). Some socializing is necessary. But person doesn't have to go around every weekend and do "ହେଁ ହେଁ ଫେଁ ଫେଁ" (laugh and chitchat) just for the sake of socializing. In fact frugal socializing has enabled me to focus on the larger agendas in life and following various creative pursuits. I would love to keep it that way going forward.


Saturday, July 3, 2021

Do Businessmen make successful politicians

 Do Businessmen (or women) make great politicians ? Technically speaking nothing stops them from becoming one. I have many entrepreneur friends who are not only highly successful, they are outstanding individuals who make immense contribution to society. Always in awe of them I admire their guts, risk taking capability and philanthropic outreach.

Yet I can't remember a business person ever becoming a successful politician. The rise and fall of Donald Trump brings up a very pertinent question - Can a businessman (or woman) excell in state craft ? Possible, but unfortunately history hasn't been on their side. Rarely we have seen eminent business persons at the helm of affairs of a nation and carving a niche.

Billionaire Trump boasted that if elected, he will build a wall on Mexican border, making Mexico pay for it. None of that happened. In four years in office, he managed to build a token wall on a small stretch of the vast southern border, but by any stretch it hasn't stopped illegal immigration. Nor Mexico has paid a single Peso for that wall. 

Trump was a businessman from outside the Washington Beltway, supposed to bring a breath of fresh air using his much vaunted negotiation skills as an asset to his administration. But he turned out to be a pompous, big fat liar with dictatorial tendencies, trumpeting hot air to garner votes. His skills as a businessman (a failed one) neither helped US, nor helped his reelection bid.

A nation ain't a Corporation. You can't build a fence and bill your neighbor, as you send invoices to your clients in business. You can't fire your voters if they aren't on the same page with you. Managing a country is not a business of managing boardroom or balance sheet. A country is not run on the basis of profit and loss. It's takes lot more than that.

It's not just Trump who failed. We have seen many Businessmen making poor politicians, national leaders or anything remotely statesmen. Mitt Romney, a man with business experience failed to enthuse the electorates in a nation known as the citadel of Capitalism.  Despite his best efforts he could not get rid of the stigma of a vulture capitalist. He could not connect to the commoners especially in a country where business and business men are adored and not so much frowned upon, unlike in many nations including India.

I personally admire and respect the businessmen for their vision, acumen and stewardship. They make champion managers, have exemplary people skills and guide their corporations to pinnacles of success. However their leadership is mostly limited to their boardroom, rarely beyond that. Many are poor managers on home front which lead to marital discords and divorces. Managing a nation is a whole different ballgame.

History stands as a testimony to this fact. Our great leaders Mahatma Gandhi, Martin Luther King Jr.,  Subash Bose, Indira Gandhi (arguably the most manly Prime minister India ever had. She did size up Pakistan by walking the talk, not just by talking the talk) did not have any business background. In America, the most capitalist country in the world, none from Roosevelt, Kennedy, Reagan, Clinton or Obama had any kinda business background. So also English Prime Ministers Churchill and Maggie Thatcher. The myth that a business person would make a great national leader still lives on and on, yet to be vindicated.

Wednesday, June 30, 2021

Fake Facebook ids and how to avoid them

 Now-a-days Facebook is flooded with recent messages of stolen profiles. Many wake up one fine morning to see their doppelganger on Facebook, with same profile picture with their 32 betel stained teeth protruding out and many common friends getting a friend request from the same. Only difference - the person is their Facebook mirror image 


We Indians are great at giving unsolicited advice. So, not to fall behind I would recommend the following 5 simple procedures which will certainly reduce the threat of getting duped and duplicated, though not entirely avoid them.

1. Changing your password to a complex one with at least one capital letter, a numeric digit and a special character. For Example - BankAsahi23$.

2. Make your posts friend only, minimize Public posts.

3. Keep your profile picture friend only to be seen by your friends only.

4. Don't blindly accept friend requests from unknowns, certainly not from locked profiles.

5. Don't get tempted to accept a friend request from an unknown account with a pretty girl's profile picture on it. It could be very well a bald, pot bellied old man with white chest and breast hair sitting somewhere masquerading as a pretty woman with name of Sonia Sharma or Angel Pooja with a stolen picture.

Sunday, June 27, 2021

Ban of Twitter Demand by Andolana Jibi

 These days I rarely find anything likable about our Prime Minister Sri Modi, but I liked a term uttered recently by him - ANDOLAN JIVI, ascribed to protesters. Many of his Bhakts (a term used for the devotional followers of Modi/BJP) are currently replicating the MAHAPRABHU's (Supreme God) proclamation. They are protesting against the social media giant Twitter which has become their Bette Noir for allowing criticism of Modi/BJP on its platform. Some advocate to ban Twitter like Nigeria has done (It seems Nigeria is the latest icon of Bhakts). I am sure they would be talking differently if Twitter had a filter which allows only criticisms or mockery directed to Rahul, Mamata, Siv Sena, Sarad Pawar and co and blocks any tweets remotely critical of Modi led BJP.


In 1970s D K Barooah, a Congress sycophant famously said - "India 🇮🇳 is Indira, Indira is India". Now for many back home "India is Modi, Modi is India".
If Twitter is indulged in any anti India activities, it should be seriously dealt with. But being allowing anti Modi post doesn't make it anti India. Even the slightest criticism of Modi and/or BJP is frowned upon as unpatriotic by Bhakts. We shouldn't forget that in 2019 National elections when Modi led BJP won record highest ever number of seats, the party got 38% of total votes. Does it mean 62% of Indians are anti nationals ?

Once I heard from a leading Journalist who narrated this funny episode from my state back home Odisha. In a meeting, the Editor of an Odia Daily MATRUBHUMI (Motherland) Balakrushna Kar told the much revered Godabarisha Mishra (A Freedom fighter and philanthropist from Odisha) - "You know. Today I taught a lesson to America".

"What do you mean ?" - Asked Sri Godabarisha Mishra

Continued Balakrushna Babu, "On my Editorial, I have wrote such a scathing rebuke about US President that...". In the meantime public stared to gather, paying attention and listening in interest the conversation between two of Odisha's eminent personalities of the time.

Godabarisha Babu responded - "Oh, Ok. I see. SEITHI PAI PARA AJI WHITE HOUSE RE ROSEI BASA BAND. Transliterated, "Because of your editorial, today they stopped cooking in the White House." It means - White House has taken your editorial so seriously that it has impacted its normal functioning.

So, because of this threat, Twitter's stock has collapsed like a pack of cards. The company has filed for bankruptcy. On Monday it is going to be de-listed from NASDAQ as penny stock. Tonight dinner won't be cooked in Jack Dorsey's home.




Wednesday, June 16, 2021

Generalists vs Specialists

 I am hearing that lot of folks back home without any medical background are doing self medication and prescribing medications of Covid to the gullible ones. That's not only unprofessional, outright dangerous. In other professions a person's dilly dallying in an area which is not his or her forte and subsequent screw up may cost some one money, job or reputation. But messing up with healtcare without a proper degree can cost lives.

Peculiarity of Covid is its unpredictability. It's new, it's novel and it's fatal, and too critical to be left in hands of amateurs. Please let the professional medical degree holders handle it. Life of a person at stake here. Remember, a little knowledge can be a dangerous thing, and knowledge sourced from Google can more dangerous. Self medication by an unskilled medical person is still most dangerous, because lives are at stake. A  Medical degree like any other professional qualification is earned and cannot be substituted with shallow knowledge.

Legendary writer Khushwant Singh wrote a self caricature book filled with self deprecated humor and sarcasm - "WE INDIANS". In that book he has devoted an entire chapter to our inherent SUBZANTAWALLAH (Mr. Know All) tendency. On TV, actor Nasiruddin Shah talks of cricket. Suhel Seth and writer Shobha Dey talk about our Annual Budget. Not sure why these ladies and gentlemen venture beyond their realms of expertise ! They can at least decline the offer to come on those panels to relate to the fields where they aren't the connoisseurs.

We are still letting History graduates run Reserve Bank of India, especially when we are no more a basket case of poverty of 1970s era with a Hindu rate of growth, rather a burgeoning, emerging market of $3 trillion GDP and $600 billion Forex reserve. For such an economy, the RBI which is the equivalent of the Federal Reserves of the United States should be governed by an economic pro, not by a history graduate whose only qualification is clearing Civil Services in the 1970s.

Once a gentleman argued with me on this - why can't a history graduate with couple of weeks of training in economics can't manage RBI ? I said, why not ? I can take a 2 week of crash course in Sanskrit and become the Chancellor of Sanskrit University.

Next what ? A Sanskrit scholar from Benarus Hindu University will head ISRO, Indian Spaces Research Organization ? Don't get surprised if that happens one day. As long this trend continues the brain drain of talented ones to the lure of neon lights will be unabated, because a tendency to reward mediocrity over meritocracy. In the age of social media every one is a  SUBZANTAWALLAH. Khushwant Singh who wrote his book in 1970s was way ahead of his time when the Whatsapp University was strictly fantasy.

Sunday, June 6, 2021

The mystery of Mahima Alekh

 Not sure how many from Odisha, especially those from our current generation are aware of "Mahima Alekh". Call it a sect or cult, it is an offshoot of Hindu religion primary headquartered in and around Athagath area of the Cuttack district and its bordering district of Dhenkanal.


The first time I heard about this sect was from my mother who told us siblings about one her father's brother who one fine morning vanished from his house. After a few years my mother saw a man frugally attired with unkempt hair who she could barely recognize as he walked to the doorsteps of her home, asking for alms. 

It was a moment of deja vu as the voice of the man seemed familiar. Before he divulged his identity, the man exclaimed "MAHIMA ALEKH, MAA CHINHILU  MATE ? - "Glory to Alekh, mother did you recognize me ? (In Odisha the women are often addressed as Ma or mother out of affection by elders). Before he did eventually divulge his identity, my mother could recognize him after correlating his face sans beard and long hair to what she saw of him the last time. She could figure it out in her mind faster than any modern Photoshop and clipping Apps used these days to recognize a face with long hair and beard.

Her uncle went ahead, narrating his long  journey - how he saw a dream one night goading him to walk away next morning from his house and walk all the way to Joranda, an obscure hamlet in district of Dhenkanal, the heartland of the Mahima Alekh cult. He got indoctrinated into the sect and settled there. In the meantime the curious onlookers from the village gathered to listen to their son of the soil now literally covered with soil and dirt, absorbing every details of his journey to find the truth as a sponge absorbs water. He was their Prince Siddharth who came as Goutam Buddha after discovering salvation. The Alekh Baba (mendicant) stayed in the village for only a few days and went back to Joranda. He continued visiting his native village intermittently to persuade folks into his sect but hardly found any takers. After his death, he was buried following his sect's dictum, not cremated as per the normal Hindu tradition.

During my childhood I occasionally heard a loud voice uttering "Mahima Alekh" in front of our residence in BJB Flats, Bhubaneswar where my father was quartered. My mother had a soft corner for the Alekh Babas due to her family tie. No sooner she heard "Mahima Alekh" than she would pass me a big bowl of uncooked rice and raw vegetables like Brinjals (Eggplants), Plantains, Tapioca, Pumpkins etc. I would rush downstairs and pour the entire content into the JHOLA (the cloth container) of the Alekh Baba.

The sizable amount of alms would always please the Alekh Baba who graciously blessed "ALEKH MANGALA KARANTU (May Sri Alekh bless you). It kept my memory of Mahima Alekh alive for some time until I left home to study Engineering. Out of sight and out of mind I slowly started forgetting about the sect, until last year when I was starkly reminded of them while going through the book - "A TIME ELSEWHERE" by J P Das. It took me on a time machine back to the 19th century Odisha.

Little more than140 years ago, on March 1, 1881 a group of weird looking people, their bodies smeared in dust and dirt, their hands covered with remnants of half eaten food (called AINTHA in Odia) were noticed at the gate of the famous Puri Jagannath temple. The party consisted of several men wearing loin clothes and women who were scantily clad. Shouting "Alekh, Alekh" the men and women enterted into the temple. Before they could force themselves into Lord's sanctum the PANDAs (servitors) managed to lock the door to entrance.

Commotions followed as scuffe broke out between men and women of Alekh followers and the Puri Pandas. A loud mouthed man from Alekh camp climbed on his coworker's shoulder, probing for an opening to the abode of the deities. The man lost his balance and fell down, hitting his head on a stone, fatally injuring himself. The dead man lied on the ground surrounded by his fellow sect members. A crowd of around thousand people, a sizable one during those days gathered to watch the fun (still today a small accident on the road can attract scores who hardly contribute anything other than watching the drama).

Soon the British Assistant Commissioner of Police of Puri, Mr. Clark, arrived at the scene. As the temple was out of bounds for a beef eating Christian, he sent his Sub Inspector Sri Krupasindhu Mohanty to go inside the temple and look into the matter. Upon investigation it was found that the dead man Dasaram was the leader of the Alekh party. He led a group which came all the way from Sambalpur sent out by their Guru who proclaimed that their God Alekh came in his dream and instructed him to carry out a mission of desecrating the Jagannath temple by throwing the half eaten morsels AINTHA food inside the temple considered highly sacrilegious. It was to be followed by taking out the idols of Lord Jagannath, Balabhadra and Subhadra and burning them. Catastrophic would have been an understatement if it happened so.

On further investigation they revealed that another party was already on way to supplement the party sent ahead. The British authorities of Puri responded swiftly by locking up the other party consisting of 6 men, 11 women and 11 children, rounding them at Sakhigopal in the outskirts of Puri. The dream of the sect to desecrate our Jagannath temple and burn the idols of the trinity never came true.

The intention of the blog is not to blame an entire sect because of the foolhardy act of a few fanatics more than a century ago. Mahima Alekh is a cult, an offshoot of Hindu religion with many prominent members of the society as its members over a century. They are very much a part and parcel of the history of Odisha about which our current generation of Odias living in home or abroad need to be aware of.