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