Jasminum sambac (Mogra)

Summer= Alphonso mangoes and

Summer = Mogra

Going by the botanical name of Jasminum sambac, these flowers bloom in the evenings and last for a day.

They have a heady fragrance and are strung into ‘gajras’ or garlands. Besides use as religious offering, ladies adorn their hair with ‘gajras’. The flowers can be simply threaded with a needle and thread or elaborately knotted together. Stop at any signal and one is veritably assaulted by young boys selling these.

In South India, the gajra is interspersed with green Tulasi leaves and orange Aboli flowers. That combination has a grace of its own but is not freely available in Pune.

The plant grows as a bush and flowers mainly in the summer. It loves sunshine and make sure to fertilise with ‘K’ (Potassium) rich fertilisers for abundant flowering. It can be easily propogated with cuttings during the monsoon.

I have read that Jasminum sambac is the national flower of Philippines.

Plant a tree in your home and liven up your summer. It grows well in pots too, just make sure it gets some sunlight daily.

Small is Beautiful

The Friends of Bonsai-Pune recently exhibited their treasures in Pune. Lovingly nurtured at home by a group of 40 enthusiasts there were over 100 trees displayed here. Some had won international accolades, in recognition of the hard work and creativity put into the trees.

If one looked carefully it was possible to see different styles of Bonsai besides Saikei and murals. The thoughtful layout gave sufficient space for the true beauty of each design to shine through.

The hosts readily answered queries of those interested. The group mainly comprises of home makers – ladies who find time for this hobby despite all commitments that demands patience and creativity. Senior and experienced members as well as newbie bonsai cultivators showcased their trees.

The range of trees on display ranged from fruiting trees (Mango, chikoo, orange and lemon) to flowers like Kamini, Jacquinia, Bougainvilla, Hawthorne and Kunti. Grapes that grow on vines had been cultivated into a beautiful bonsai. Akelifa that is often grown as a hedge in Pune was grown into an attractive style. Several Wrightia exhibits had pretty tiny star shaped flowers. This plant is not easily available at nurseries. Also displayed were Mame bonsai and some with root exposed designs (last photo in the series above). Some trees were over 40 years old, which emphasised the amount of love and care going into nurturing them over the years.
A striking feature of the exhibition was that the group was not interested in money making. Nothing was for sale, a fact which surprised most visitors used as they are to exhibition cum sales that are dime a dozen in Pune.
Those who missed this year, do make it a point to watch out for their next display.
Stress has become an unavoidable part of our lives. This hobby allows us to be close to plants, develops patience and is a wonder de-stressor. As we lose so many trees to so called ‘development Bonsai offers a means to preserve a link to our past our memories of a city fast losing its green cover or to childhood memories of tree climbing, swings etc. Plant a tree today, nurture it.
Discover a new friend.
Smiles!

Sinhagad calling

Finally we did it! Setting all mundane chores aside we went up to Sinhagad this morning. I admit I was a bit apprehensive about the heat (its above 40 deg C) hence started the climb at 6AM. I fully expected to be one of the few going this way but was in for a huge surprise. At that hour, with birds waking up with their morning songs, we met some people coming down – torches in hand.

As we made our way up, it was a veritable ‘jatra‘ there (mela-fair). People came in cars, on two wheelers and in buses all to climb up the about 700 m high fort- Pune’s pride. The climb is about an hour of continuous uphill work. More if one is not used to regular exercise and less for the fit and with less crowds.

The view is breathtaking. There is no need to worry if one is on the right track, just follow the hordes!

Just as one felt the urge to stop, there was a gentle cool breeze that gave a soothing touch to the burning muscles and lungs. There are few stalls selling sugarcane juice or lime juice enroute but one can make it up without this nourishment. Leave it for the top!

The most amazing thing was that majority of those on foot were in the age group of about 40 years. Ladies and men alike enthusiatically went up with radio for company. Luckily the solid rock face held off cell signals so one could truly be with nature. Children were the next largest group and surprisingly youth ranked the least. We even met some really old gentlemen who must have been above 60 yrs atleast who climbed up easily, putting others to shame.

As one looked up I spotted the setting moon along side the Doordarshan tower in the tender morning light. A beautiful sight (photo above). The backwaters of the Khadakvasala dam could be seen snaking behind the hills.

The final climb is the steepest and narrowest but locals are there to assuage our stress with cooling lemon juice, curds (in earthen pots), buttermilk and plain cucumber. All exhaustion just melts away as one sips the simple fare. Those really hungry could walk ahead for ‘junka bakri’ (Maharashtrian roti made of Jowar served with chilly and onion) or ‘bhaji’ (pakora). We decided to give these a miss fearing the Sun and began our descent. Surprisingly I found that part to be tougher than going up as the stones had loose soil which made the track slippery. We made it up in 55 minutes (good time I am told) and the return journey took the same time.

As one looks up one can see the serpentine queue snaking up the bare brown hillside. Buses ply between Swargate and Shaniwarwada to base of the Sinhagad fort beginning as early as 5 AM on Sundays. From then on its by bus 11! Carry your water, essentials in a backpack, wear a pair of sturdy shoes with a good sole. Cap and suntan lotion are a must for this season. That’s it. You are in business. You can catch a bus back to town once you are done!

The trees are totally bare now but come the first showers, will be a riot of green. Those visiting Pune must make it a point to visit this fort. And do go on foot if possible. The visit is worth discovering every muscle in your body!

Lets not blame the media this time…

Besides cricket, hockey has been in the news recently as our team failed to qualify for the Olympics. Chak De was huge hit but did it inspire more kids to playing hockey? I don’t think so. Ours is a cricket crazy nation. On a match day one finds strangers entering enthusiastic discussions, impromptu get together’s as pan shops to catch the score on the radio or TV, street celebrations if we win or an autopsy like no other if we don’t. Allegations of match fixing have not dampened this sentiment though I hear of an increasing number of people who have ‘switched off’ from cricket for this reason.

A child could be blessed with special skills but these would be brought out only when given a chance. If the first gift to a boy is a cricket bat, he plays the game in his lane since the age of 5 how would he even develop interest in or know his aptitude for any other sport? Its for parents to spot and understand their child and guide him accordingly – not burden him/her with their own (unfulfilled) aspirations.

It would be easy to blame media and commercial reasons for the cricket focus. Of course these are and will always remain a big part. Yet there is much more. Middle class Indians give huge importance to education. Sport as a profession is not yet widely accepted by Indians. Sacrificing studies to focus on a professional sport career is not something many can digest, I as a mother would not nor would many I have spoken to. Many Pune schools encourage sports other than cricket yet after class 10 most students shift attention to studies. The game fades to the background as they go about preparing for zillions of entrance exams to get into a ivy league college or coveted profession. The sport then just remains something to stay fit.

Corruption in sports bodies too is yet another deterrent which affects sports as there may not be adequate infrastructure. Lethargy of sports bodies has been vividly depicted in the movie Chak De. Often whatever stadia are developed in a city/town are located far away making it impossible for sportsperson to easily access them for training. Sports bodies must work to provide suitable coaches. Girls face the added disadvantage of parental and society pressures of giving up sports as it would hamper matrimonial prospects.

Getting sponsors to fund expensive gear or training is yet another issue many struggling sportsperson other than cricket face.
So lets not blame the media this time. It all boils down to the moolah.

Indian news channels need to rise above economics

The topic for today is “Why are Indian news broadcast channels not as mature as their International counterparts?” My first thought is are international counterparts mature? Are they responsible? Is news not leaked out for ulterior motives outside our borders? Princess Diana died as the couple tried to evade paparazzi. Is this mature journalism?

In India, journalism has played an important role in our freedom movement and the profession is not new though the new media definitely are. Lokmanya Tilak founded the paper ‘Kesari‘ way back in 1880 to portray ground realities in the country. All India Radio (AIR) too has been around almost since the time we became independent. Television began in the form of ‘Didi’ Doordarshan around 1975. Being state run obviously meant there was some ‘filtering’ of news to suit the governing party. As economy opened up we got a taste of ‘private’ media and what was said to be ‘unbiased’ news. In reality market forces gradually took over and news could be ‘sponsored’ or used to influence stock markets.

Business news channels in India have recently asked begun asking their panelists for disclaimers. This clearly indicates some hidden interests existed earlier. This change is one for better.

Tragedy of any kind and our cameras are there like vultures to capture tears and grief. I can only compare our news channels to BBC or CNN that we can easily watch here. Compared to those channels our reporting is definitely mediocre and unnecessarily sensational. Body language and speech intonations of our news readers too are not up to these standards. More maturity is definitely required here.

Human minds and behavioural tendencies are the same globally. Just like westerners are fond of reading what celebrities do or eat or how and whom they live with, we too like that. That would explain increasing importance to Ash-Abhi or other similar invasions of celebrity lives or grief and tragedy.

As the number of players increase, money is pumped in and economics takes over, it is important for concerned news editors to remember what Lokmanya Tilak has reportedly said, “Be sure of your facts. Let your words be clear as day light.” That should be our standard. If news channels continue to focus on gaining advertisements, eyeballs (viewers) and playing one up over rival channels then we cannot expect much progress. Viewers and readers will definitely separate wheat from chaff sooner or later. Those who can rise above this will certainly emerge better and more mature journalists.

Archana Pande

Regional vs National

Does Bollywood overshadow regional cinema. … that’s our topic today. A tough one for me who is not a very keen fan of the movies. Yet no one can be immune to them. Go to any party and Antakshri or ‘dumb charades’ of movie names will follow you there. Turn on the telly and the actors are goading you to buy this oil or that cream or car or TV. Yet these are mostly for those from the Hindi movies- Bollywood, at least that’s what I see in Maharashtra.

Marathi cinema was not doing too well some time ago yet has made some form of resurgence lately. The shows find a place in multiplexes and ‘Shwas’ even got nominated for the Oscar. Yet most get categorised in the ‘art’ category. I dont have enough exposure to other regional cinema but I do know that the southern industry is booming, its actors have almost cult following. I hear that Bhojpuri cinema too is doing pretty well.

The two prominent politicians that cinema has given Indian politics are from the South-NTR and J Jayalalitha. Hindi stars have failed to make a mark in national politics- with the Big B making a quiet exit. Shotgun Sinha and Garam Dharam and Govinda too don’t make the kind of waves they would on the cash registers. So does that mean regional cinema is overshadowed? Certainly not.

If one talks purely of money then I guess Hindi stars command huge rates but probably matched by some southern stars. Hindi is our national language and often movies serve as a means for people to learn basics of communicating Hindi. Not only India I heard German girls speaking Hindi all learnt from our very own Shah Rukh’s films. I am told Raj Kapoor films evince the same interest in Russia. The Hindi music industry churns out hits that survive from Friday to Friday but stay alive on our ring tones and dialler tones. In this backdrop Bollywood truly overshadows regional cinema.

A good film will get due recognition and accolades and will probably be dubbed or screened with subtitles in other languages. All in all, each has its own place and audience. They cannot be adversaries but must complement each other to entertain us and bring forth socially relevant messages as and when necessary. Yenjoy!

Use your power

The world is talking of the awakening elephant. Yet Indians themselves are pessimistic and almost fatalistic about things going from bad to worse. Look around and what do we see? Vocal and violent protests about outsiders in Maharashtra, caste based reservations in educational institutions etc. The main instigators are politicians and they succeed because we let them do so. We get what we deserve.
Once a politician is elected he is not interested in the people of his constituency till the next election. That is the time to make an unbiased assessment and ask tough questions to them and ourselves. Does he/she deserve your vote? Merely saying that things will not change and not voting actually adds to the problem as thousands of thinking and intelligent votes are lost out. So make it a point to vote- it is your weapon of change. It is one that still holds some power to elicit change. Get people around you to do so as well, make them think and choose correctly.
Of course things will not change in one election but it will surely send a message to the contestants that the time to take the electorate for granted is over. Money or muscle power cannot buy votes.
Again I come back to the same theme that it is for us citizens to sift through political diatribe and get on with work. If India has to progress economically and make a mark on world stage, this has to be put behind us. We have several grassroots and infrastructure issues that need to be handled urgently. Farmers are dying, basic healthcare is pathetic and village schools do not have teachers or buildings. We still hear of dowry deaths and female infanticide. Clean drinking water is a problem in many areas. Corruption is rampant.
Of course we will face difficulties in overcoming them. It needs perseverance and patience and determination. Do we have it in us? Are we only capable of talking and not of acting?
Make a difference. Use the power given by our constitution.

Taking charge of Traffic

Traffic – A word that stimulates anger, frustration other similar feelings in all sane individuals. Travelling on roads brings out animal tendencies in most people here in Pune as they desperately try to prove that only the fittest will survive. By fittest I mean the one that is the fastest off a red light, best in passing through impossibly narrow gaps in between other vehicles, scaring off pedestrians from crossing roads- just to name a few.

We all use roads to get to a particular destination hopefully in one piece- so the job on hand can be done. This means the travel has to be safe but few are willing to follow rules and ensure safety. Rules are meant for safe passage of zillions of vehicles and not to be a hindrance as most think! It may feel cool to zip past a red light or zoom in the wrong lane but trust me, its certainly not cool to be lying in an ICU.

Only depending on authorities to improve traffic is not enough. Take pride in following rules, give a thumbs up to a co traveller whom you see following rules ( the gesture goes a long way to boost morale), instead of participating in the horn orchestra in a traffic jam, get out an try to sort out the problem and call the police for assistance. If you find an injured person do take him/her to the nearest hospital – a life could be at stake here.

Do leave home well in time, read local papers to look for traffic diversions if any, avoid peak hours if possible. These may sound most unfashionable and simplistic solutions but there is no harm in giving a try is there?

While mobiles have their advantages, talking while driving is highly dangerous. It not only keeps one hand engaged (for those not using hands-free) it diverts attention from the task in hand which can lead to horrible consequences. A few years back we did manage without remaining connected all the time; it still is. Switch off the phone when driving for your own and others safety.

Several NGOs and groups volunteer to help traffic police at peak hours. Do contribute some of your time for this cause. Use public transport wherever possible and opt for car pools.

Just like vehicles (2/3/4 wheeled) it is important that those on foot also be disciplined. Use zebra to cross and only at the green light. Walk on footpaths and not in groups.

The gist of this post is that we are the ones contributing to the increasing and unruly traffic and it is we who have to do something about it. Go back to the RTO and revise and follow rules. Self discipline will work faster and better.

The time for talk is over. Too many lives have been lost. Surely a nation whose people can boast some of the best brains in the world can do this much?
Lets all begin today. Take charge of traffic, let traffic not control you.

How to Dance in the Rain

Most forwards on our inbox are not worth reading. Following is beautiful and poignant forward I have received. Be sure to read till the end:

It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80’s arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him.

I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor’s appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health.

He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer’s Disease. As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him, ‘And you still go every morning, even though she doesn’t know who you are?’ He smiled as he patted my hand and said, ‘She doesn’t know me, but I still know who she is.’

I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, ‘That is the kind of love I want in my life.’

The happiest people don’t necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have. ‘Life isn’t only about how to survive the storm, but also how to dance in the rain.’

Golden Showers

The Cassia fistula (Indian laburnum) is in full bloom in Pune and I’m sure in many other parts of India too. The tree is totally covered only with huge pendulous golden blooms. Some parts of this tree are said to have medicinal value but the seeds are reportedly poisonous.
Pune is lucky that some trees have still survived what we fondly called ‘development’! We can enjoy different colours and blooms that Nature has to offer all round the year.
As you zip around, do take time to appreciate its beauty. It does not take time but gives immeasurable happiness.
Enjoy!
Archana