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A glimpse of my life, travel notes, thoughts and more - Vinay Hinduja

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Location: Bombay / Pune, India

Influenced by Bandra, Bombay, London. Independent, Simple, Non conformist, Democratic, Logical, Open minded, a little artistic, Easy

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Paris: Day Three

I got up a bit late on my last day in Paris. Had my breakfast and checked out of the youth hostel. The youth hostel served excellent breakfast - juice, tea, coffee, crispy hard bread, butter and a few flavors of marmalades.

I left for an area called Montmartre. This is far suburb of Paris which hosts the very famous 'Sacre Couer' church atop a hill. I had to climb about 200 steps to this pristine white monument.

The climb offered the most unhindered view of Paris city. A hoard of tourist shops crowded the cobbled streets of this suburb. Caricature artists and painters had set shop in one of the plazas. The suburb has an old world charm, with narrow white streets, paved with stones or concrete tiles.

Just off this hill is the very famous adult entertainment district hosting the likes of Moulin Rouge.

Then I left for Montparnasse. It is a tall building with 59 floors in the midst of the city.
I rode an elevator to the 56th floor. The last floors of this building housed a restaurant and photographs and exhibits of the constructions of the famous landmarks of the city. The Photo exhibits detailed the construction of the metro, the sewers, the river bridges and the Montparnasse itself.

I walked up 3 flights of stairs to the open terrace. The views are spectacular and the whole of Paris is like a map in front of you - the la defense, tour Eiffel, the sacre couer and almost all the famous spots of Paris. This building has the quickest lift in Europe - 56 floors in 38 Seconds flat.

Next, I walked to a bank on the river Seine again and spent some time there. I took a bus ride to the Eiffel and was disappointed to find that the tower top was closed for repairs. Yet, I could climb to the first 2 levels of the tower. The first level took me some 20 minutes. The stairways and the landings house small plaques pointing to famous monuments of Paris and a bit of history on each of them. Plaques with amusing incidents, the history of the tower, visits of famous personalities including the tale of an elephant climbing to the 1st level make each step exciting.

The halls host details on the OTIS lifts, the challenges during construction, cost of construction and maintenance , the lighting, information on famous visitors like princes, presidents, scholars and scientists; The history of the tower, the initial protests, petitions against it and Eiffel Gustave.

Gustave was not an architect, but monumental as a builder. He was also responsible for several other successes - huge railway terminals, bridges, arches and the Statue of Liberty. There is a small version of the statue on the Seine which the US presented as a return gift to France.

There was so much controversy over the tower and it's cost that one conman even managed to sell it as scrap to a merchant saying it was to be brought down soon, since it was too expensive to maintain. He managed to forge government documents for this. The merchant, who had been tricked, was far too embarrassed to even lodge a complaint with the police.

The tower actually looks stupid even from a street away. But once you get near or under it, the size and age deliver shock you. I kept gaping at it with disbelief.

The tower has been part of the industrial revolution. It stationed the first antenna for wireless communication, helped catch enemy signals leading to the arrest of Mata Hari, has been part of structural studies, wind and space studies, atmospheric studies, transmitted the first television signals, radio signals and inspired many.

It needs a coat of paint every 7 years. When you climb the tower even towards the 1st floor, you feel a little jittery. It being an open mesh structure, you can see so much metal and empty space below. The people gaping at you seem tiny and you are constantly hit by the cold breeze.

There was little breeze during my visit, so it must be scary on windy days.
I spent a long time climbing, kept reading all the bits of info posted along the stairs great fun.

I visited Paris in a lean tourist season - winter. Yet, every place in Paris was crowded. Even the Disney tickets were discounted, but I yet waited in such long queues. I fear visiting Paris in the summers. It must be amazingly crowded.

I spent about three hours in the tower, then crossed the road and sat in the park opposite. After a few minutes, 3 ornately decorated limousines arrived and parked on the empty space in front of the park. Three Chinese couples emerged with hordes of photographers and relatives. And they attracted a lot of crowd because people were wondering what was happening.

They were apparently just married and were posing on the green lawns with the tower making a nice backdrop for their wedding photographs. Amazingly beautiful to be photographed in white gowns on green lawns with the huge world famous tower as a backdrop.

Once it grew dark, the tower started sparkling with lights. The lights were twinkling like stars atop the tower. They would glow bright and then switch off. A rare flash of light would seem to appear in the wrong places sometimes - nothing but camera flashes. The lights grew steady and the tower was beautifully aglow in a fiery red color. All to the delight of tourists who grabbed the opportunity to click a few more photos.

I was very sad that I would soon leave this beautiful city; But very happy that I had made it here and not been too lazy to plan the trip and the visa formalities. My most beautiful and exciting trip YET.

I boarded the train back to London, with a smile on my face and a hyperactive mind. I just hoped and prayed for many such exciting trips and thanked God for this one.

The atmosphere this time in the train was a little different from when I had boarded the train for Paris. It was noisy, a few British girls speaking loud enough for others to hear. And of course, fashion and style was a noticeably absent now.

sortie (Exit)

Thursday, August 04, 2005

Paris: Day Two

Day2..
I was wondering whether I have sufficient time to cover the whole of Paris..
Three days then seemed so little.. I had to decide between going to Versailles or Disneyland..

I finally decided on Disneyland after speaking to a few people..
When I landed at the gates of Disney, I was shocked to see the crowds..
Amazing! It was like walking with an army of kids, parents in tow..

The park was so versatile and so large. There were a rather large number of rides and each seemed very nice. Some of them had lengthy queues. I made sure I covered the most thrilling rides. I skipped rides that were similar to ones at Esselworld or elsewhere in India. I had a whole chapter on Disney in my guide on Paris book and I chose to queue for four thrilling ones...Each of these had different themes and was so painstakingly detailed.

One of these rides was a roller coaster through gold mines in a jugged island peaking out of a vast lake.. It was fascinating. The coaches slowed down in the caves and mountainsides. The hillsides were so genuinely reconstructed with false vegetation and mountain goats, miners and falling rocks and ore. Wheels and equipment resembling the US Wild West added to the drama.

I also remember a ‘temple of doom- Indiana Jones’ ride which had a 360 degree loop with vertical loops where you are upturned and a loop sideways wherein u face the world sideways and then the ride loops into twists..

I was paranoid on the ride called ‘earth to moon’ which thrusts you upwards into a pitch black tube resembling outer space along planets and stars and satellites and you scream your way into space. The ride began with a big bang of your rocket launcher and it scares you even before the ride… I think I kept my eyes closed half my ride into space. After each ride, you can see and purchase your photographs in the ride. I looked awful in this one...

The other interesting ride leads you backwards and you cannot even anticipate what is to happen next..

There are also various beautiful children and family rides… They are all designed to be very pretty with synchronized music, fairies, and characters out of fables, folklore set in caves, castles and enchanted forests...

Next, I went to the segment of the park where there were simulation rides and special effect studios. They had 3D movies with coordinated seating. In one of these, the seats simulate forces where you are thrust into space and banging against satellites. You are then attacked by aliens and narrowly escape comets and starbursts..
The seat keeps in sync with the video and audio to give you the real feel..


Another theater ran a movie by Kodak called ‘Honey I shrunk the audience’. The effects lead you to believe that you are reduced to bits in comparison to the stage and it is so funny… You feel the size of your palm.

The day ended with a Bright electric parade on the main street with Cinderella in a beautiful pumpkin carriage, beautifully lit with bulbs. Snow white and the dwarfs, Mickey and Minnie, soon followed her and a host of other Disney characters…If one was not enthralled by now, the fireworks definitely summed it all. A celebration of joy, etched deep in memory.

The visit was definitely terrific. I know I missed out on history by skipping Versailles. But I did not regret it.

Paris: Day One

Paris: Day One

Paris WAS gReAt...
I have never experienced anything as beautiful...
London now seems nothing in comparison...

The moment I reached the Eurostar terminal to board the train I could feel the difference...
People bathed in fashionable ensemble - very different from the British…
Nice bags, colorful clothes and jackets, parasols, hats and hair styles too...
Thankfully a little jewelry..No more plane Janes...
At least the women were wearing diamond rings...
Noticeable because, here in London, I have rarely seen any...

I boarded the Eurostar at 6.20 London time...
Scanned through my book on Paris to decide on places to see...
The train stopped twice...
Once, just before the euro tunnel to pick people from the British end and then at the other side to pick people traveling to Paris from the French side. The train was yet 50 % empty...

The landscape changed dramatically as we entered France...
Slightly drier vegetation, but very green and extremely beautiful...
More colorful, a lot of brown...

We arrived at Paris at 10.20, local time...
Nobody bothered to even check my passport...
Then I started traveling after gathering the tube and the bus maps..

Here in London and in Paris it is better to purchase zone passes...
A zone pass permits one to use buses and trains in the zone freely any no of times...
The zones are concentric regions growing around the center of the city...
Each zone encircles the inner one... You can take any train lines or buses in the zone...

There are so many routes (railways and metro lines crisscrossing the landscape) all oblivious from the city surface since most of them are underground...
In London, there were probably some 10 odd metro lines... In Paris, there seem many more.
Therefore, from location A to B, one can opt for several different routes...
You should choose the route where you need to traverse fewer interchanges. Alternatively, in case one is traveling a route again, explore a new path to see a new side of the city.

Only in Paris, I saw rubber wheels on trains. The wagons had about 12 wheels...
The wheels moved on the insides of the tracks. I am yet confused whether it was rubber or some other material...

Well, I first took a train to the center of the city...
Started sightseeing and walking along the Siene.. The river looked very muddy..
Who cares? Flowing waters look great, whatever be the color.

The river here was contained within its channels embanked by the city walls..
There are paths all along the channel, steps in some places and walls and roads along some sides..

Innumerable beautiful bridges break the river, some with roads and some with metro tracks on them..
That morning I visited two famous chapels, one of them the 'Notre dame' (literally translated meaning 'our lady')..
There is no dearth of picturesque sites in this city. Every junction and every route is exquisite.

I walked to the 'Arche de triomphe', a world war victory celebration (means arch of victory)..
The architecture is Splendid..
Some real old and some new structures. But amazingly splendid in size, shape or decor..

The streets are very clean and very broad.. But be careful while crossing. Unlike London, one drives on the right of the road. Most streets are lined with trees and there are information kiosks all over. Most people in the information kiosks speak or at least try to converse in English. So I had no problems at all..

Then I went to a recently developed area of Paris called La Defence. Here reside the new government bodies for defense, industry, new bank and airline offices..Amazingly beautiful.. The area is such that one needs no cars. The office complexes are centered around the metro station.. A ring of concrete pathways interspersed with small cafes and greenery circles the metro station entrance and then multi story buildings form a ring around the paths at some distance. A road circles this periphery and is intended for transporting goods only. People are expected to take the train, alight at this station and then walk to their place of work.

I returned to Paris city and walked a bit through the artistic boulevards and the champs elysee's..
Next, I toured the Louvre..It is a museum complex holding the Mona Lisa. I did stare at the Mona Lisa, but cannot appreciate all the fuss about it. Guess I do not have the eye for Art..

The museums in Paris are mostly housed in old palaces, which were earlier being burned down during the revolution..
Then some sensible people decided to put them to better use and converted them to museums or hospitals..
This museum was so huge it would take days to go through it all.. Maybe next time..

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Short-term memory, Long term Plight

Ask any Bombayite who has suffered the deluge of floods of July 2005 and they will unflinchingly blame it on the government. Ask any government official and they will redirect their woes unto nature and higher powers.

Wait until next year to watch a repeat performance. Agreed that the loss of human life and poor living conditions are not some new phenomenon in this country and that 'we are used to it'.

However, what is the point of sitting at home and getting butchered year after year. If it is so acceptable, why scream at the politician once in the year and then smile happily with them the next day. Just a little time passes by and people are back to their 'routine'. What can we do? 'This country is like this only'.

Well, where are you when some of the saner elements warned you and tried speaking to you? Did you support them? In case you do not have the 'sense' to vote the right people or take some action, you do not have an iota of chance to change things.

Why do you vote people who just know to divert attention and point fingers? How is it that they have the audacity to simply point fingers at others and get away with it? Why is it that REL is squarely blamed for poor planning of BSES?

Does it mean that since the government is incapable of managing anything except making tax money disappear, they should perhaps wash their hands off all ventures which are in a mess and then blame the buyers of those ventures the next time round. They should probably 'privatize' the central railway to ABC and then blame ABC, if the trains stop functioning in the next monsoon.

It seems strange to me that your pain reduces if your politician speaks 'your language' or is from 'your religion'. If we continue to 'appoint' people based on these parameters, then God help us.

Moreover, why are we not willing to pay for the mess? Who throws garbage to clog the drains and who uses plastic? Even if the drains are unclogged by the BMC, where is the efficiency? Does it make sense to ask the BMC to unclog drains at huge costs to the budget and human health and then point fingers at them when it does not help? You will have probably gagged the drains within a few days anyway.

Get your priorities right people! If you prioritize the idiot box over the ballot box, you are bound to be ruled - but by Idiots.

Salute to the Sea

Your beauty, your splendor
None can surpass
Your energy, your meanders
It is difficult to canvas

Your waves at bandstand,
They so invite me
With their salt spray,
They soothe me,
they quiet me

Their highs, their lows,
And as they hit the rock
Alas my life sometimes
They seem to mock

These humans, these vultures
They care not for you
Kill mangroves, kill reefs
Throw garbage in you
Dump debris, put barriers
They block u so
Take fish life, spill oil
They soil you so

I want to be sometimes
From all humans far away
Please take me
To a quiet spot in your bay

Take me to Mauritius,
To Maldives
Or to a sandy beach
Or to some pristine isle
Within your reach

Set sail for my journey
A wooden craft
Care not for my loneliness
Nor a chilly draft

Monday, August 01, 2005

Schools are such fun...

Schools are such fun...

Schools are such fun. At least mine was...
I have been to three schools, the last being the most I remember about.

I think school life was great and the line up of tutors and their gaffes left a rather humorous touch to my memoirs.

Like the incident when one teacher retired.
We had a school assembly every morning, where we prayed together, sang the national anthem, got important updates and then dispersed to class. We had special assemblies on Independence and nationalistic holidays where we had skits, march-pasts, and the flag hoisting.

When teachers left the school or retired, we would felicitate them on such days and would present them with plaques and gifts to signify our appreciation followed by a small speech of thanks.
One such morn the teacher who was retiring was standing next to the principle on the stage.
And the principle said, “I am so sorry to announce today that Mrs... who has humbly served our school for 30 yrs has just EXPIRED” instead of ‘Retired’...

God!! To date whenever I chat with school friends, reliving school moments, this incident invariably crops into our conversation...

There are so many funny things, which I cannot even pen down.

There were such stupid statements made by teachers.
"Open the windows...let the atmosphere come in" Gawd...
and
"The sun is so hot today". Yes, like as if it was cold yesterday and we added fuel to the fire.

There was a teacher who taught us geography.
She explained the whole chapter on population explosion and all the disadvantages..
Then at the end she said
"I don't believe in all this. I have several children.
I managed two bring them up well. They are now all doing well all over the globe...
Two in Australia, One in America...
And they send me such wonderful GIFTS always.
So nice you know!!’

And a teacher who unwittingly praised me..
I was (goofing) standing out of class between lectures and looking out of the balcony onto the sports field.
When the teacher entered class, I did not realize and was the only one left outside.
So she screamed out - "Vinay why r u OUTSTANDING?”
Outstanding indeed...thanks!