Saturday 26 March 2016

Dahlias from my garden

Spring is officially over.  Officially because we had such a wishy-washy winter this year.  The petunias, pansies, nastritiums and the brachyscomes did bloom but the narcisscus gave up half way through and the tulips and daffodils did a no show.  The dahlias bloomed and as Holi was over and the heat has started ratcheting up, we cut the remaining dahlias. Nanku Ram handed them over to me saying I better put it in a jar. 


The removal of the dahlias has given a new lease to the bhindi plants. We hope to have plenty of okra this summer.
The campus, as usual, looks pretty with the bougainvilla flowering everywhere.



This summer I have done away with zinnias. Instead I have planted sunflowers and today I told Nanku Ram to get Gerberas. Nanku Ram, though, is more keen on vegetables. So he has planted tori, bitter gourd, ghiya, chillis, tomatoes, spinach, amaranth, and brinjals in addition to okra. Let us see what comes up this summer.

Monday 21 March 2016

How biases play out

I was reading The Guardian today and saw an article that resonated with me- letters addressed to Sir/Sirs when the person whom you are addressing the letter to is a female.  I get plenty of letters- requests for post-doc positions, for internships, for project positions.  Most of them are addressed to Dear Sir.  Some times I just delete the letter. After all it is address to Dear Sir and I am not that.  Some times-especially if the writer is a female- I write back pointing that I am a female and absolutely offended at being addressed as Dear Sir.  Some times, as it happened with our Assistant Registrar who addressed a letter to all the faculty members as Dear Sir, I went over and asked him from what angle do I look like Dear sir?  He and I laughed and now he addresses all such letters as Dear Faculty Members.
Gender biases are deeply ingrained in us and it is difficult for people- of both sexes- to see women at positions that were traditionally held by men.
In India we also have the tradition of greeting the guest of honor with bouquets.  Of course, the women are the ones who have to give out the bouquets.  Women are also assigned the job of finalizing the menu in many meetings. They tried it in our school till they figured out that none of the younger female faculty is willing to take up that job.  Now they do not ask us.
Apart from gender biases, there are others. Caste, religion, intellectual...the list is endless.
Today I had to go to ICCR for a symposium.  As the International Students Advisor this is the only meeting that I am supposed to attend and this year ICCR decided to hold a 2-day conference to deliberate on  how to attract foreign students to India. The guest of honor was the MHRD minister-Smriti Irani.  She has been reviled and most of the intellectuals dismiss her. After all she is not college-educated and she has been an actress.  What does she know of education.
As she walked into the hall, most of the people stood up. I did not because I am still angry at the way the government played out the February 9 issue and the sedition charges they slapped on our students.  JNU has now become (in)famous.
The event started and the first thing was lighting the lamp. When she came forward to light the lamp I noticed that she was barefoot. She lighted the lamp, went back to her seat, and her body movement showed that she was wearing her footwear. 
Then she was called forth to deliver the keynote address. We all noticed that others had bits of paper to consult and in fact the President of ICCR read out his address, but Smriti Irani came forward and delivered a speech without any assistance. She stuck to the point, was not melodramatic as she was in the parliament, talked about the government initiatives, and had the statistics.  I do take exception to the fact that every initiative is going to IITs and the universities are not being consulted but that is an aside. She did point out that the Government is going to bring out University ranking list on April 4th and we will know where JNU stands.
The event got over, there was a photosession, and I was standing on the pavement when she left in her car. She was seated next to the driver and her secretary was seated behind.  Growing up in Delhi, amongst the bureaucrats, I do know the conventions. You sit behind the driver, with your nose held high. Never ever do you sit next to the driver as though he and you were equals.
I still do not like her performance in the parliament, and I still do have my own reservations, but it also made me ask whether I am also playing out to the bias.  This time of an intellectual snob. Possibly it is time for me to see her as a grey character rather than a black one.

Tuesday 8 March 2016

Getting the fan repaired- Check list of things you must have when the CPWD comes in for repair

As days become hotter, I decided that I must get the fans repaired.  I had noticed that two of the fans were not working properly way back in October but had put off the repairing consoling myself with the thought that the days are getting colder.  With the days becoming hotter, I, of course, had no choice.  So yesterday I stepped into the CPWD service center and wrote down the problem. I also added that they should come around 2.30 pm when I would be home for lunch.  They (two men will always come for whatever complaints you give.  One is the main guy and the other is his assistant.) came very promptly at the appointed time, and asked for a ladder. 
Checklist item # 1: Always have a ladder at home when you call in CPWD. 
Fortunately one of the first things I had purchased when moving into the new apartments was a ladder.  So I gave it to them.  The main engineer climbed up the ladder and gravely inspected the two fans.  The assistant stood on the ground nodding his head to whatever the main engineer pronounced. The main engineer fixed one of them and told me that the other fan requires a rubber ring that they will bring in tomorrow.  I almost fainted because the usual excuse that CPWD will give you is that the item required is not in store and it will take six months to procure it.  Apparently, the rubber ring was in stock.  I also pointed out that the regulator for one of the fans was broken. They promised that they will bring it when they came in next day.
Next day:
They came in today.  I handed them the ladder and they started fiddling.  After about 30 minutes later they asked whether I had a chair or a stool.
Checklist item # 2: Always have a chair or stool tall enough to reach the ceiling. This should be in addition to the ladder.
The assistant now climbed on the chair and held the fan at the angle indicated by the main engineer. After fiddling around for 10 more minutes, they wanted to know whether I have nails.
Checklist item # 3: Always have nails of various sizes and thickness.
Fortunately I had couple of nails.  However, they were disappointed with its thickness.  Don't I have some thing thinner?  I had failed the test.  Disappointed they began fiddling again with the fan.  Finally, they announced that it was done and I can switch it on.  Unfortunately, the fan still made noise.  But the CPWD men were pleased. At least it had stopped making the banging noise, they told me. I agreed but it is making scrapping noise, I pointed. Hmm. They discussed amongst themselves. And the main engineer climbed up and started poking around.  Then he moved the ladder to a distance, climbed up and looked at the fan as it whirled around. Finally, he said that the problem was that the gears required oil.  Do I have oil?
Checklist item # 4: Always have lubricating oil.
No, I did not have lubricating oil. Do I have hair oil?  I had coconut oil which I handed over to them.  The main engineer poured it into the fan's gear using a teaspoon.  He also told me that the RITES people who had built the apartment had done a shoddy job.  Finally, after spilling the oil all over the fan and the floor, he announced that he was done. He advised me to run it for some time so that the gears are properly oiled.
I nodded my head and then asked him about the regulator.
"Oh, we did not get it.  It is not in the store. It will come in by Monday.  We will bring it and fix it."