Computing, Libraries, Tennis, India & other interests of Vikas Kamat
|Greetings from Bangalore|| |
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I am traveling in India, and have a lot of stuff to write.
A Very Indian Story
This is a true story that took place in our multi-storied apartment community in Bangalore.
There lives an elderly couple who take daily walks between 6:00 and 6:30 in the evening. They apparently also have a safe in the house whose keys are kept under their pillow.
The other day, they returned early from the walk to discover that their locked flat, was unlocked and there was someone inside with the lights on! Most of the Indian doors have a latch from outside, and this gentleman, showing great presence of mind, bolted the flat from outside, before asking who was in. Well, the guest was an intruder/thief, who suddenly realized he had no way out, and begged to let out.
The gentleman tried to contact security (we have 24 hour guard) and neighbors. Meanwhile the intruder, a young man of 24, panicked and tried to jump out of the balcony some eight floors down, and fell, breaking many many bones. He died in hospital, but only after a lot of people who gathered in amusement did not offer him any help (as it would be so called criminal matter and to get involved is to face harassment by police), and the police who arrived late, stole from him, what he had just stolen, a sum of Rs. 2000 (US$50).
The elderly lady said the cry of the young 24 year old asking to open the doors of her house (from inside out) reverberating in her ears now is too disturbing. But we consoled her that it was the best thing the couple could have done, as he might have posed a danger to themselves.
There are many points to ponder. The first of course is value of human life, did this boy have to die for stealing $50? How did this man knew of the couple's routine? and how did he get in? (when the neighbor tried to contact the watchman, he was nowhere to be found, so the theory is that the intruder and the security guy had an alliance). Whatever happened to compassion? Since when seeing a man bleed to death is entertainment?
As Amma has written, "there is no sin a hungry man will not commit". Unless we cure poverty, this type of violent incidents will continue to happen.
I mourn the death of Baje Krishna Kamat of Sringeri, a very long time admirer of our family and our works. He is a distant relative, but he was a close friend and was full of affection for my father and myself.
|(Comments Disabled for Now. Sorry!)||First Written: Friday, February 4, 2005|
Last Modified: 11/21/2008 10:57:09 PM
|Drowned in Adulation|| |
| Abhijit: The Kamats Wow. Thanks!|
I realised that the whole page, the site, the portal, the relaying of information, the indexing of pictures, even the searching of pages all the way down to the links within links of the amazing story unfolding before me was entirely done by themselves! I mean the only thing these guys stopped from was building the Operating System!! And all this done by amateurs in their available time!!!!
|(Comments Disabled for Now. Sorry!)||First Written: Sunday, February 6, 2005|
Last Modified: 2/6/2005 8:14:59 PM
|Postcard From India|| |
| Here is a picture postcard from India, of a ripe cashew.|
The cashew fruit is one of nature's wonders. What most people call cashew, is actually the seed of the fruit, attached from the exterior to the fruit (seeds are generally contained inside of the fruit, as in a mango) as seen in the picture.
The fruit itself has an intense taste, varying from sweet to pungent, depending its species, and detaches easily from the cashew nut.
My camera can neither capture, nor the blog can broadcast the exotic aroma of a cashew plantation. You've gotta visit one to experience it!
|(Comments Disabled for Now. Sorry!)||First Written: Monday, February 21, 2005|
Last Modified: 2/21/2005 12:42:54 PM
|Postcard from India II|| |
Greetings from lush western coast of India, where the nature is generous and fish is cheap.
|(Comments Disabled for Now. Sorry!)||First Written: Wednesday, February 23, 2005|
Last Modified: 2/23/2005 10:22:50 AM
|Picture Postcard from India III|| |
| These are a couple of interesting four-wheelers I came across in India.|
© Vikas Kamat
This man was riding a bicycle while pushing another, making it a four-wheeler. I have tried this before, it is not as easy as it appears -- especially during the turns. Also notice how will he intends to apply the breaks.
© Vikas Kamat
This one is a four-wheeled temple chariot in the village of Haladipur. It has no steering (some chariots have), and it is quite a feast to watch the devotees maneuver it through the streets.
Chariot or Car Festivals of India
Cart Varieties of India
|(Comments Disabled for Now. Sorry!)||First Written: Friday, February 25, 2005|
Last Modified: 2/26/2005 6:46:51 AM
|This is how I surf the web. Turns out
creating your own start page beats all portals, back-flipping,
personalized corporate pages, and book-marking tools.