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Top 10 Pet Peeves with Indian Roads

To copy Jane Austen, it’s a truth universally acknowledged that Indian roads are filled with uneducated, idiotic drivers. Adding to our daily aggravation are the pothole marred roads that cause considerable damage to both man and machine. But I think that’s the least of our problems. Indian roads are just not built for safety. There are exceptions of course – various patches that together make up the Golden Quadrilateral project, the Palm Beach road in Navi Mumbai, and probably some of the newer expressways. But even these need to go a long way before meeting any international or for that matter even domestic safety benchmarks. True, I haven’t travelled across the length and breadth of the country to validate this. But going by my experience of the states I have travelled through and also my basic understanding of the psyche of those in charge of such matter, we can safely assume that things are not likely to be any better. Design in terms of architecture and flow is the key issu...
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Privatisation in India

Privatization in India became a reality only in the early 90s. the current Prime Minister Manmohan Singh and the then PM Narsimha Rao played a crucial role in setting the ball rolling towards freeing India from the License Raj regime. And in hindsight it has paid rich dividends. The measures that were then taken by the incumbent congress government have played a huge role in driving India towards the economic prosperity we are witnessing today. However, there is a huge debate going on in parliament as well as in government and academic circles and also in the media about the advisability of pushing for privatization of other government held industries. While privatization would definitely fill the governments coffers in the short run what would be the long-term implications of such a move. Would it be akin to killing the hen that laid the golden eggs or would it have political ramifications in terms of reduced employment opportunities and the like. We will try and explore ...

Engineering highways to hell

When the Palm Beach Road first came up in Navi Mumbai a decade back we thought India had finally arrived. Here was a road that was attempting to meet international standards. The Bombay Pune expressway too added to this confidence. Even if we didn’t expect any dramatic overnight changes, we expected our highways and byways to improve on an incremental basis. The erstwhile PM Vajpayee’s dream Golden Quadrilateral project, that now connects most of India’s metros, kept this hope alive.  Turbhe - Airoli Highway But now whenever I use the relatively new Turbhe to Airoli highway I wonder what the architects and engineers of this project were thinking when they designed this road. When I first came across this route, I was quite delighted with the idea of a road that would allow me the joy of effortless, pothole free and smooth drive for at least 15 Kms. When the roadwork finally was completed, and I got the opportunity to use the road I was thoroughly disappointed. It is pothole...

Developing one’s personality

A man once asked Nietzsche, “How can one develop one’s personality?” And Nietzsche replied, “By living dangerously.” I read this anecdote many years back and instantly fell in love with it. At that point I truly believed I was living dangerously. And what could be better than developing one’s personality while at it! We (my friends and I) had gone on several treacherous treks and come close to meeting our maker earlier than intended more than once. We used to race our Enfields at 100+kph for several kms at a stretch on India’s famously unpredictable roads where a holy cow or the ubiquitous pothole could accelerate your trip down the highway to hell. We would venture deep into forests supposedly infested with cheetahs and wild boars, and spend the night in the open, bragging of meeting the wild ones head-on, while being on the verge of peeing in our pants at the slightest rustling of leaves. While we continued in our delusions, here was a famous philosopher telling me I might actually b...

Terror in Mumbai

Heads have begun rolling following the Congress Working Committee meeting over the weekend. Shivraj Patil has quit – the first political fallout of the Mumbai terror attacks. And here in Maharashtra R.R. Patil has followed suit – following the dictates of his conscience it seems! I can’t figure out how a dumb idiot like him ever managed to make it to the post of State Home Minister. Would anyone with even an iota of sense make a comment like the one he made last week? Must have been inspired by Shahrukh Khan’s “Bade Bade Deshonmei aisi chotti chotti battein hothi rahathi hai” dialogue in some masala movie some years back. Dumb! Or maybe he is a palpable reflection of the mental faculties of our cabinet ministers. God Forbid! Well to come back to the point, is quitting or asking the person in charge of a ministry portfolio to move out the way to right wrongs? What struck me as funny was the fact that when a leader mentioned the words "the Navy's responsibility" defence min...

Last Man Standing

Last Sunday morning, at church the pastor made an observation that took me back in time to my college days. Ah the good old days! Well, not to digress, each August, our college hosts Malhar, an intercollegiate youth fest that is supposed to be a platform for highly talented college students to display their painting or sculpting or eating or other such sundry skills. But the major chunk of the jantha come for the rock shows and music concerts and other such stuff that Malhar is commonly associated with. Malhar hosts (or at least used to host) two personality contests. The main one is the Mr. and Miss Malhar contest which grills the poor sods who participate on various aspects of their (underdeveloped) personality. The other one, which is less complicated and usually more fun (for the audience that is) is basically about quick repartees and cheek. Try as I might, I can’t remember the name of this contest. Old age catching up maybe! Anyways, that particular year, a visually impaired cand...

Thunderbird: Down Memory Lane

I just saw an ad promoting Royal Enfield’s new Thunderbird Twinspark. The tagline – Leave Home — took me back to the time I first left home. Ironically, I bought my own Tbird within a few months of this transition. This reminded me of an entry I had made in RE’s networking section called ParkingSpace. Since it’s not going to get any eyeballs there I decided to ferret it out of the RE archives and post it here as a first step towards becoming an active blogger again. Hopefully! After almost four years of planning and dreaming and reaching levels of absolute madness and frustration I finally became the proud owner of my TBird on Dec 31, 2004. I had been obsessed with the Bullet since my college days. But then I saw the American classic Easy Rider and realized I actually wanted a thumper cum Cruiser that could handle the highways and off-road locations of India. The Western world had its Harley’s and Triumphs and BSAs. But the combination I was looking for was still a dream in India. Some...