Friday, 5 August 2016

Mit, and my unending embarrassments!

It was not enough that a cool blue ice tea drinking, alien sheep murder game playing, duck sounds making psychopath is my neighbor in my office, he makes my stay worse by embarrassing me at every opportunity.

Instances:
1. He listens to me burp( voluntarily I guess), gets excited about it, and tells it with gleaming joy to my supervisor. To add to the pain, he asks me to perform in front of him. And my supervisor gets existential crisis.

2. He gets a green laser and points it to other offices. Calls me to share the excitement. His supervisor enters, thinks we are crazy.

I will be updating this quite often..

Thursday, 21 July 2016

Bongs bongs bongs in aamchi Mumbai?

One of the not very good things about knowing a language is,
you end up listening (and importantly understanding) to lots of chit-chats which given a choice you could have gladly missed.

Now, I know Bengali. Well, it's a blessing to know this language off course. It's beautiful, has a rich heritage, and is an added advantage if you move in Indian academic circles. Reason? Nije khojo!

Well, whether I "am" a Bengali or not, is a long debate, and let's leave it for a while.

But anyways, i know it. And that's it.

So, I was traveling from Mumbai to Bangalore, and was waiting on the lounge of the domestic Mumbai airport.

Now, a sweet Bengali family comes beside me and chats within themselves.

Okay sweet. I think, hmm.. bongs.

In the meanwhile a familiar instrumental tune is on the speakers on the airport. I hum it. But i can't recall the song.

Another boy calls out and then speaks to his mother -- in Bengali. I think, hmm? Bong. Okay.

The tune is still nice.

A person, sitting beside me, looks like an office goer, whom I find later to be a Bengali.

As I think about the number of Bengalis around me, I realize, the tune on the speakers is actually,

'aaz  nil ronge mishe gaeche lal..'.

And all this in Mumbai's airport?

There can be a market for sweet badapav now.😁

Wednesday, 20 July 2016

Waiting for the doctor, over a cup of physics and more.

We had met once before, about an year back, at this hospital itself. We acknowledged each other once in a while here. Today we had a real chat for the first time. He asked me, "what do you do?" And I answered, "I am a PhD student in physics", and that just removed all hesitations.

Prof. Saxena, is now a retired physics professor. And he brightens up  like a 200W bulb as he speaks about Higgs Boson, neutrino mass and many other things. He tells me about his journey, where he left his PhD mid way at BARC (Mumbai), to be in company of his ailing father. He admits 'i am a family man'.

Later, instead of taking up a teaching position in Physics, he says
'i went for another love. Guitar.'
'I am a certified All India Radio guitar player.' he adds with a glimpse of pride. "Then someone asked me to teach physics. I never thought of teaching. I never used to like it as a job." He quotes Shaw 'those who can, do; those who can't, teach'. 'But surprisingly, my students loved me. Even today they constantly remember me'. And then he adds, 'other professors, and my university management doesn't ' with a chuckle.

It's not long before he says "in our time a person with a lot of money was not considered great.. now that doesn't seem to be the case any more. Nowadays not many people opt for basic sciences. They should. Basic science comes out of curiosity. Just for the heck of doing it. Not because of grants, or objective. For what is not known, how do you know, what will you find? Nowadays people want to know what they are looking for, before pursuing it.  Very few people go for basic science. Basic science is needed. In our times we had to sign a contract stating we won't move to applied sciences after our degree."

"Physics people don't want to talk to me. I speak very freely. I ask them questions. Once I met a college faculty member from Kerala, teaching physics there. He did not know about Higgs. Why was Higgs needed? What was the problem without it?  Is it a particle, like any other particle? What is different if neutrinos have mass? He got embarrassed when I asked him and said 'Sir, we do very specific things..I wish I had met you earlier. I could have learnt something form from you..'. there is very little curiosity. Even in people doing science. "

"It's important to bring science to layman. It has not happened in India like in Europe. One of the reasons is that it is not understood in day to day language. The English they speak, they don't understand properly. The Hindi they read, is too difficult to be understood, and they don't speak either. It may not be necessary to go to difficult concepts, even simple things are important."

Prof. Saxena, discussed many things in that hour long discussion. "Once there was a demand by so called Hindu groups, to give indianized names to all elements. People are trying to make one single units, come to similar systems so that everyone is in same page. We are going opposite. In this context I find US people foolish, they still use English metric systems, which English themselves have rejected."

Intertwined to ask these discussion, were many physics questions, (to which I nod along)..

"Which side is friction when the cart moves forward?'

'electron is a wave. Right? So, is it like water? Does it spread of you keep it at a point?'

'if you remove fat from milk, does the density become higher or lower?'

He gave answers to all of these, with beautiful examples which could be understandable to any one. I will not expand them here.

Among many many things he said, "I wish to write a book for layman, explaining basic science examples to them. Let me get cured, I will do it then." Prof. Saxena, was diagnosed with colon cancer last year. He had surgery then.  It has spread to his Lungs now. He is going to be treated for it now. There is a tinge of sadness when he speaks about his disease.

I ask him, 'So do you still play guitar?'. 

"No not any more. During chemotherapy my fingers could get hurt because of the strings. Which could then later become a problem. "

He adds promptly, "I play Hawaiian guitar now though. In which there is a slider. I am quite good at it" with a twinkly eyes.

"I find it difficult to talk to music artists. They don't know anything about science of music. That's a beautiful subject, which I learnt at some point with quite some difficulty."

I ask him, "I wish to learn it myself. I have not come across a good reference"

He dictates, I hurriedly jot down,

On the sensations of tone as a physiological basis for the theory of music by Helmholtz.

"Not 'a', 'the'. That completely changes the meaning."
"Let me know when you read this book."

That gentlemen and ladies, was a glimpse of Prof. Amar Singh Saxena for you. Physicist. Musician. Teacher. And much more.

PS. He has his own whims - if I might add. One of the other days, I had met him on the corridor and said 'hi'. He candidly blurted out 'Oh, so you remember me? May be it's because of the shirt. I have made it point to wear this same shirt here everytime!!' I never realized that I have always seen him in that blue checkered shirt.

Saturday, 16 July 2016

Thinking fast and slow.. by Daniel Kahneman

Amazing book, where every page surprises you with yourself!

Here are some master lines.. 😃

"the power and elegance of a theoretical model have blinded
students and scholars to a serious deficiency"

"The psychologist Paul Rozin, an expert on disgust, observed that a
single cockroach will completely wreck the appeal of a bowl of cherries,
but a cherry will do nothing at all for a bowl of cockroaches"

"Of course, what people acquire with a ticket is more than a chance to win; it is the
right to dream pleasantly of winning."

"Life, however, is usually a between-subjects experiment, in which you see
only one formulation at a time. "

"Experienced well-being is on average unaffected by marriage, not because marriage makes no difference to happiness butbecause it changes some aspects of life for the better and others for the worse."

"Sometimes scientific progress leaves us more puzzled than we were before."

"They will make better choices when they trusttheir critics to be sophisticated and fair, and when they expect their
decision to be judged by how it was made, not only by how it turned out."

Outstanding book! 😀 If you have not already, read it now!!

An expert on disgust, I might love that job!😜

PS. Thanks to dad, and then Sambuddhada for suggesting this read

Saturday, 9 July 2016

The turbulent, serene and the saline

A walk at the sea face at Worli (Mumbai) is a strange experience,

the sea crashing on the big rocks, the frightening sound

the olive sea breaking into millions of whites

the showering salt

and the hundreds of giggles and voices..


The breezy wind is always there, and in a low tide the sea is serene, its calm
its balmy.

As you walk, there are many a couples staring into the sea..

many loners feeling the breeze,

old men, women, chatting walking,

some exercising, some playing

And you gain momentum but you suddenly bring yourself to a halt to save a random toddler walking aimlessly towards you!

But the same sea takes a different turn on a high tide...
the serene sea is now turbulent, energetic and forceful..

with all its might, the sea now hits the walls, pushes back the city..

the sea breaks open the sitting slabs, soaks the unmindful..

the loud gargle, the sound -- cutting across all others..

no more playing, no more chit-chat..

the sea reigns supreme -- dominates everything.

people stare at it.. couples stare at it..

the high risen water, is uncomfortably beautiful..

some are still staring into the sea, and then the incoming wave, which they had innocently misjudged..

soaks them effortlessly,
making them jump out of the mundaneness, realizing the wetness, with a little shame, a little giggle and most likely, a little relief.*



*not to mention the pungent saline taste which appears a little later and stays for quite a while. :)
 




The Worli sea face, as it was, on 9th July, 16

Tuesday, 17 May 2016

Nasta hua?

Not every hi/hello needs to be layered.
Not every gesture needs to bring in a train of uncomfortable thoughts.
Not every action needs to be mind games.

Life is not necessarily a game of chess.

if you know what i mean... well, you know it...

Some of the gestures are plain. They are simple. They do not come with a baggage.
They just show simple concern, a good intention, a friendly care.

And they are strong.
Strong to compel you to have a smile.

Well, luckily we have a set of outstanding individuals who do that.

Everyday.

Amma, Radha, Reshma,.. are some of the people who have been hired to clean our department. They are as iconic as the department itself is. Everyone who has graduated from here/or has worked here knows them.  Some of them (particularly Amma) have been working here for decades.

And one of them will, someone or the other, inevitably ask every morning "Nasta hua beta".

"Haan Amma hua, aur aapka?"

"Bas karti hun abhi".

Sometimes they will invite you to have food with them.

Sometimes, Reshma will give a small Parle-G biscuit and say,
"Bhaiya Khaliyejiye".

Amma will come and scold,
"Baal katwalo beta", "Nakhun dekho", "jeans dekho beta -- kitna ganda" etc. etc.

and then when you do get an haircut, she will come and say,
"Mera beta, Manoj kumar lagta hai"

Not to mention she once sang a song of his. (And, she has a beautiful voice)

Its enough to make your day.
Enough to force a smile.

Department grants, project money, hundreds of papers, years and years -- are sometimes not what you need.

You need sometimes, something as simple,
"Nasta hua?"

:)


Sunday, 17 April 2016

"Dui Shalik Pronam"

If you know what that means -- well, you surely come from my part of the country..

Yes, whether it was the school van, or the school corridors
or even later.. even now this happens sometime..

Shalik or  Indian Myna (yes, just checked on google) is a beautiful and quite popular bird..

Definitely quite common in Jalpaiguri, where i did my schooling..

To see a "pair" of shalik was considered lucky, and seeing one -- unlucky.

I don't know, when did we started believing this -- and it was everywhere.

Any time of the day, -- if we happened to see a pair of Shalik -- reflex action will be to say -- 'Dui Shalik Pronam".  (This means - do shaliko ko pranam - or paying respect to the two birds)

But thats not the problem.

The tricky situation is -- If by chance you see "One"?

you turn your eyes, and head to JUST spot another one!
Sometimes manoeuvre the sight, so that --both of them will be visible in a single frame!

And the surprise is, even now in Bangalore -- it happens -- when you see a shalik
 -- unknowingly (or sometimes knowingly) i find myself searching for the second one!

Here is the bird. (obviously in a pair) :)

Saturday, 16 April 2016

It was Ambedkar Jayanti

Well, so Ambedkar Jayanti was 'observed'..

That means -- a holiday was declared.

Ambedkar -- I have not read him enough, just the Annihilation of Caste, which i read once i was visiting home.

I always knew him as the one mark GK question, where he is the answer to --
'Who was the chairman of the drafting committee of the Constitution?'

Apart from some statues where i had seen him as an ordinary looking, mid-aged man with spectacles -- hardly had i known who he is. 

but -- Annihilation of Caste -- was a discovery.

 Read this one comment of his --

" Caste does not result in economic efficiency. Caste cannot and has not
improved the race. Caste has however done one thing. It has completely
disorganized and demoralized the Hindus. The first and foremost thing that must be recognized is that Hindu Society is a myth. The name Hindu is itself a foreign name. It was given by the
Mohammedans to the natives for the purpose of distinguishing themselves. It does not occur in any Sanskrit work prior to the Mohammedan invasion. They did not feel the necessity of a common name because they had no conception of their having constituted a community. Hindu society as such does not exist. It is only a collection of castes. Each caste is conscious of its existence. Its survival is
the be all and and all of its existence. Castes do not even form a federation. A caste has no feeling that it is affiliated to other castes except when there is a Hindu-Muslim riot. On all other occasions each caste endeavours to segregate itself and to distinguish itself from other castes. Each caste not only dines among itself and marries among itself but each caste prescribes its own distinctive
dress. What other explanation can there be of the innumerable styles of dress worn by the men and women of India which so amuse the tourists ? Indeed the ideal Hindu must be like a rat living in his own hole refusing to have any contact with others. There is an utter lack among the Hindus of what the sociologists call " consciousness of kind ". There is no Hindu consciousness of kind. In every
Hindu the consciousness that exists is the consciousness of his caste. That is the reason why the Hindus cannot be said to form a society or a nation. There are however many Indians whose patriotism does not permit them to admit that Indians are not a nation, that they are only an amorphous mass of people. They have insisted that underlying the apparent diversity there is a fundamental unity which marks the life of the Hindus in as much as there is a similarity of habits and
customs, beliefs and thoughts which obtain all over the continent of India. Similarity in habits and customs, beliefs and thoughts there is. But one cannot accept the conclusion that therefore, the Hindus constitute a society. "

(you can find full text and other writings here
https://drive.google.com/folderview?id=0B5gR958uDQFKQkdDbUhOVVBqbFU)

Its a different issue to agree or disagree with him. In a world where our opinions are made of facebook feeds, twitter characters, and opinionated opinions on everyone -- do we really know the original people.

Hardly -- i guess.

The question, therefore is -- who Ambedkar really was?

Not the suited-booted lawyer who drafted the constitution - but the radical -- or both?
Or are they the same?

What is clear -- is -- Its definitely very hard to know, who Ambedkar really is.

Take for example -- this Jayanti we celebrate.

As politicians raced and fought to declare themselves the only and true followers of Ambedkar, how many times did we hear -- even one of his ideas/speeches shared?
(see the cartoon here -- http://www.thehindu.com/opinion/cartoon/article8476409.ece)

Do you remember even a single quote due to Ambedkar?

Well, we have -- as always --  made the man -- a God, and we have forgotten what he stood for.

The irony of the situation is --
As Ambedkar Jayanti was being celebrated, and all professors took a holiday, office staff did not turn up, and students also took a free day -- well, parveen amma (who cleans up our office) and all other cleaning staff -- washed the whole department. While, in the messes -- students got specially made food for the occasion -- and the mess workers took no leave.

Yes, we celebrated Ambedkar Jayanti -- not Ambedkar.

Planing to start this..

Since long, was planning to write a blog.

Here -- diving in!

Well this will mostly be life in general, some physics and otherwise.

I guess, will also upload - from time to time - some of my older articles/writings which i have kept with me.

Cheers!