Sunday, February 19, 2012

The Immortals of Meluha, Amish Tripathi - My Review

The Immortals of Meluha, by Amish Tripathi - my review (Amazon, Flipkart, Infibeam, Landmark, user review on Amazon.com)
2 stars
Fascinating premise, full of promise. That remains unfulfilled.

The legend of Siva would be fertile ground for authors to adapt from and weave magical tales of adventure from. But only for the talented and hard-working. This book reflects neither talent nor hard work. The fascinating premise remains just that.

What if the legend of Siva, the destroyer of evil, was not a legend, but something that began with an actual human; that acquired the proportions of legend and finally myth over the course of centuries and millenia, because of the astounding feats of that single person?

Unfortunately, this novel is not a fruition of that premise. There are several, several problems with this novel. The simplistic plot, over-simplistic I would call it, for one. It stumbles forward in a linear manner without any surprises or twists that you cannot pick out from a mile away. The narration. The dialog between the characters is evocative of a television soap-opera, at best. Siva is not the yogi in control of his senses; he is some post-adolescent youth in search for adventure.
'I have seen the bed, dammit!' grinned Shiva. 'Now I want to experience it. Get out!'
Yes, some sort of a grotesque cross between a Karan Johar and Ekta Kapoor movie's dialogues.

Some of the descriptions of Meluhan society (the Suryavanshis, the people inhabiting the Saraswati river basin) are terrifyingly reminiscent more of Soviet-style totalitarian regimes than a caring, humane society. Children are deposited after child-birth at some grand orphanage, called a Gurukul; mothers made to forcibly abandon their children a few weeks after childbirth, and then doled out to wanna-be parents on the basis of a lottery?! Seriously, such hair-brained and frankly inhuman concepts have never been part of Indian society and culture, ever! Why, they have not been part of any society in human history, ever, anywhere, I should think. Yet, this is presented as a stroke of genius that does away with the evils of the caste system. Without an understanding of the caste system, its utility, or lack thereof, in a society at a given point in time, whatever that may have been, the author takes it upon himself to purge society of this evil with another evil; only this time the replacement is infinitely more evil and inhuman than the system it seeks to replace.

The descriptions of the Indus Valley and Saraswati Harappan civilization dwellings are barely beyond what one would conjure up after spending 15 minutes on Wikipedia. Even here there was so much promise that remains exasperatingly unfulfilled.

Siva is yogeswar. His detachment from the physical world is the complement to the material world signified by Vishnu. Yet Siva in this book comes off as some lost, confused soul, in search of a Bollywood movie plot where he can journey to some exotic country and find himself. Which in itself the anti-thesis of Hindu Vedic philosophy, which states that what is within is also without. You are that. Not here, evidently. The other side of the Suryavanshi Meluhans, the Chandravanshis, and their capital Ayodhya, ends up being drawn with a very simple and very crude palette. It is a crude caricature of a ghetto. The author tries to portray the two societies as opposite sides of the same coin, but fails, pretty much as in every other place of the novel.

I really, really wanted to like this book. I kept persevering; 50 pages, 100 pages, waiting for the plot and pace to pick, the narrative to improve. But it didn't. To make sure I was doing justice to the author, I did read to the very last page, which ends up with a very, very contrived hook to the second book in the trilogy. I refuse to bite.

Sorry, this book does not even flatter to deceive. I can only suppose that the success of this book is perhaps more the result of smart  marketing than anything substantial. I can only thank myself that the price of reading this book was a couple of hours of time, that I shall however never get back, and twenty-five rupees in rental, that I don't mind as much.

As a friend remarked, the best and the really good and intelligent part of the book is its cover.

You can read Chapter 1 (PDF) of the novel from its website, http://shivatrilogy.com/





© 2012, Abhinav Agarwal. All rights reserved.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

The Alchemist by Paul Coelho - Review

The Alchemist by Paul Coelho (Amazon, Kindle, Flipkart, Infibeam, my user review on Amazon) - my review
4 stars
The journey of a shepherd from his country to Egypt and then back, in search of a treasure. Simple but moving story. The king, the merchant, the alchemist - all teach him a little bit about himself and the world we all live in.

This is a short and simple story about a young shepherd's journey from his home in Spain in search of a treasure, that is supposedly near the Pyramids in Egypt. Along the way he meets several people; it is a gypsy woman sets him off on his quest; a king offers him two stones to guide him on his way. The merchant and later the alchemist help him learn the lessons of life that the journey is meant to teach.

At the end of the book I had to admit that the story is moving enough  make you think about if after you left the book. However, I could not see why it has become the international phenomenon that it has - maybe the brevity, the simplicity of the message.

“And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.”
If you are a Hindi movie fan, you will recognize this line as appearing several times in the Shahrukh Khan starrer, "Om Shanti Om" (on-demand video), directed by eminent choreographer Farah Khan. Uncredited, of course.

Here are a couple of excerpts from the book that I found enlightening:

“You should pay more attention to the caravan,” the boy said to the Englishman, after the camel driver had left. “We make a lot of detours, but we’re always heading for the same destination.” “And you ought to read more about the world,” answered the Englishman. “Books are like caravans in that respect.”

“Isn’t wine prohibited here?” the boy asked “It’s not what enters men’s mouths that’s evil,” said the alchemist. “It’s what comes out of their mouths that is.”

The Alchemist (novel) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Paulo Coelho's Official Website




Kindle Excerpt:



© 2012, Abhinav Agarwal. All rights reserved.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

The Filter Bubble by Eli Pariser - Review

The Filter Bubble: What the Internet Is Hiding From You, by Eli Pariser - my review (Amazon, Kindle, Flipkart, Infibeam, my user review on Amazon.com)
4 stars
My review: A City of Ghettos or Mosaic of Subcultures? Excellent book, but its at-times skim-ish coverage is a missed opportunity.

Makes us aware of the risks that the increasingly pervasive and invisible personalization of content on the Internet poses to innovation and creativity, not to mention privacy and liberty. An in-depth look at the technology of data laundering would have elevated the book from very good to truly outstanding.

The premise of the Internet was to open up worlds of information and bring them to our homes via our computers - information that had remained inaccessible to people for a variety of reasons like cost, access, and more. While this premise still exists and has been made possible to a large extent, the increasing amount of personalization of content - done by regular news websites, shopping sites, social media, and search engines -  results in showing us more of what we already know or what we like, and hides what these sites think and decide we do not want to or would not like to view.

This personalization is more pervasive, and in most cases, more invasive of our privacy, than most people realize. Web sites track our clicks, our pageviews, where we come from, where we go, how much time we spend on different sites, what keywords we have searched for, details about our physical location, the types of devices we access these sites from - the type of computer, the browser, the operating system, and more. This rich trove of information allows sites and companies to build detailed dossiers on hundreds of millions of users. If done by governments this would be deemed intolerably intrusive and something done only by totalitarian regimes. However, such gathering of highly personal data when done in the commercial world of the Internet is par for the course.  "...here’s what Acxiom knows about 96 percent of American households and half a billion people worldwide: the names of their family members, their current and past addresses, how often they pay their credit card bills whether they own a dog or a cat (and what breed it is), whether they are righthanded or left-handed, what kinds of medication they use (based on pharmacy records) ... the list of data points is about 1,500 items long." [location 593]
Scary? Well, here is an example of what even a short visit to a nondescript site like www.dictionary.com can do to your computer:
Search for a word like “depression” on Dictionary.com, and the site installs up to 223 tracking cookies and beacons on your computer so that other Web sites can target you with antidepressants. [location 140]
...
BlueCava is compiling a database of every computer, smartphone, and online-enabled gadget in the world, which can be tied to the individual people who use them. [location 1420]
In my own experience, visiting a respectable site like LinkedIn.com resulted in 30 cookies being placed on my computer (see screenshots below). I did not count the beacons placed, but I suspect there were more than a few of those too placed on my computer.

You can run, but you can't hide from the tracking that happens on the Internet.
Say you check out a pair of running sneakers online but leave the site without springing for them. If the shoe site you were looking at uses retargeting, their ads—maybe displaying a picture of the exact sneaker you were just considering—will follow you around the Internet, showing up next to the scores from last night’s game or posts on your favorite blog. And if you finally break down and buy the sneakers? Well, the shoe site can sell that piece of information to BlueKai to auction it off to, say, an athletic apparel site. Pretty soon you’ll be seeing ads all over the Internet for sweat-wicking socks. [location 609]

Tracking by itself may not be very palatable to users and consumers. But where it has the potential to turn decidedly ominous is when you consider the uses to which such information could be put to.
In some cases, algorithmic sorting based on personal data can be even more discriminatory than people would be. [location 1645]
Banks are beginning to use social data to decide to whom to offer loans: [location 1681]
...
...LinkedIn, the social job-hunting site, offers a career trajectory prediction site; [location 1686]
...As a service to customers, it’s pretty useful. But imagine if LinkedIn provided that data to corporate clients to help them weed out people who are forecast to be losers. [location 1690]
By tracking us as we traverse the web, the web (mostly Google, Facebook, and Amazon are the examples the author uses) tracks our clicks, our pageviews, over a period of time, and then shows us a personalized version of the content, stripping out news stories that are contrary to our political views - as determined by these trackers and personalizers. We end up living in an invisible echo chamber that shows us what the chamber thinks we like seeing. This will stifle creativity and innovation. "Creativity is often sparked by the collision of ideas from different disciplines and cultures. Combine an understanding of cooking and physics and you get the nonstick pan and the induction stovetop."

It seems our brains are forever balancing a cognitive tightrope "between the conflicting tendencies to learn" too much from the past" and "incorporating too much new information from the present" [location 1085].

However, "personalized filters can upset this cognitive balance" by surrounding "us with ideas with which we’re already familiar (and already agree), making us overconfident in our mental frameworks." - perpetuating a confirmation bias of sorts. "Second, it removes from our environment some of the key prompts that make us want to learn ... It can block what researcher Travis Proulx calls “meaning threats,” the confusing, unsettling occurrences that fuel our desire to understand and acquire new ideas. [locations 1088, 1157]

Or to put it in other words, what if all you kept seeing were white swans, some system were to determine that you were not interested in seeing black swans, and when a black swan did in fact appear, it were to be hidden from your view. It would only end up reinforcing this very middle-of-the-ground view of the world being inhabited by ONLY white swans. And we know the perils of ignoring black swans.

Furthermore, innovation is sparked by curiosity. According to psychologist George Lowenstein, curiosity is aroused when we’re presented with an “information gap.”
Democracy requires citizens to see things from one another’s point of view, but instead we’re more and more enclosed in our own bubbles. Democracy requires a reliance on shared facts; instead we’re being offered parallel but separate universes. [location 128]
But the filter bubble isn’t tuned for a diversity of ideas or of people. It’s not designed to introduce us to new cultures. [location 1309]
Listening to a radio station, or reading a newspaper, or watching a news channel, you are aware, to some degree at least, that there is a point of view that the newspaper, or radio, or TV channel holds. The choice to switch is yours. Not so with the web.

"On the Internet, personalized filters could promote the same kind of intense, narrow focus you get from a drug like Adderall" - which works by increasing levels of the neurotransmitter norepinephrine, which, for one, "reduces our sensitivity to new stimuli."

As Cropley points out in Creativity in Education and Learning, the physicist Niels Bohr famously demonstrated this type of creative dexterity when he was given a university exam at the University of Copenhagen in 1905. One of the questions asked students to explain how they would use a barometer (an instrument that measures atmospheric pressure) to measure the height of a building. Bohr clearly knew what the instructor was going for: Students were supposed to check the atmospheric pressure at the top and bottom of the building and do some math. Instead, he suggested a more original method: One could tie a string to the barometer, lower it, and measure the string—thinking of the instrument as a “thing with weight.” The unamused instructor gave him a failing grade—his answer, after all, didn’t show much understanding of physics. Bohr appealed, this time offering four solutions: You could throw the barometer off the building and count the seconds until it hit the ground (barometer as mass); you could measure the length of the barometer and of its shadow, then measure the building’s shadow and calculate its height (barometer as object with length); you could tie the barometer to a string and swing it at ground level and from the top of the building to determine the difference in gravity (barometer as mass again); or you could use it to calculate air pressure. [location 1282]
On the topic of fitting information to suit the user, a natural and ominous extension is the area of censorship and big brother - governmental surveillance of its citizenry. When talking of censorship the foremost country that comes to mind is China. Interestingly, the author points out that China does not need to wield a heavy hammer and censor anything and everything it deems inappropriate. Injecting sufficient distortions can also have be just as effective, and with perhaps better results. Censorship need not be absolute as in China. It can be subtle, it can be voluntary, and it can be almost completely invisible, discernible only after careful scrutiny.
China’s objective isn’t so much to blot out unsavory information as to alter the physics around it—to create friction for problematic information [location 1760]
Rather than decentralizing power, as its early proponents predicted, in some ways the Internet is concentrating it. [location 1786]
As long as a database exists, it’s potentially accessible by the state. That’s why gun rights activists talk a lot about Alfred Flatow. [location 1823]
When Amazon booted the activist Web site WikiLeaks off its servers under political pressure in 2010, the site immediately collapsed—there was nowhere to go. [location 1842]
Because of the economies of scale in data, the cloud giants are increasingly powerful. And because they’re so susceptible to regulation, these companies have a vested interest in keeping government entities happy. [location 1848]
Just as black holes can be detected only by the absence of light, similarly, sometimes censorship can be detected only by noting the absence of terms and words that are otherwise to be found in freer societies.
In December 2010, researchers at Harvard, Google, Encyclopædia Britannica, and the American Heritage Dictionary announced the results of a four-year joint effort. The team had built a database spanning the entire contents of over five hundred years’ worth of books—5.2 million books in total, in English, French, Chinese, German, and other languages. Now any visitor to Google’s “N-Gram viewer” page can query it and watch how phrases rise and fall in popularity over time, [location 2526]
And, they argued, the tool could provide “a powerful tool for automatically identifying censorship and propaganda” by identifying countries and languages in which there was a statistically abnormal absence of certain ideas or phrases. [location 2533, emphasis mine]
The constant, unending flow of personal data of Internet users from one server to another, from one company's database to another's, being enriched by the merging of even more personal information, is made possible because data can move with little friction over the web, and because it is so difficult to trace. Like money laundering, data laundering becomes not only possible but possible on a massive scale when done using the Internet.
Data are uniquely suited to gray-market activities, because they need not carry any trace of where they have come from or where they have been along the way. Wright calls this data laundering, and it’s already well under way: [location 2700]
The author comes down harshly on both Google and Facebook for trying to have it their way...
Too often, the executives of Facebook, Google, and other socially important companies play it coy: They’re social revolutionaries when it suits them and neutral, amoral businessmen when it doesn’t. And both approaches fall short in important ways.
...
Facebook describes itself as a “social utility,” as if it’s a twenty-first-century phone company. But when users protest Facebook’s constantly shifting and eroding privacy policy, Zuckerberg often shrugs it off with the caveat emptor posture that if you don’t want to use Facebook, you don’t have to.
...
Google’s founders also sometimes play a get-out-of-jail-free card.
In conclusion, a very common-sensical proposal, almost forty years old and yet mostly valid even today, lies unenforced and mostly forgotten, because it is not in the interests of those who profit from collecting information on their users to do so.
In 1973, the Department of Housing, Education, and Welfare under Nixon recommended that regulation center on what it called Fair Information Practices:
- You should know who has your personal data, what data they have, and how it’s used.
- You should be able to prevent information collected about you for one purpose from being used for others.
- You should be able to correct inaccurate information about you.
- Your data should be secure.
Nearly forty years later, the principles are still basically right, and we’re still waiting for them to be enforced.

This is a very important and very timely book on a very important topic. In that sense this book is a must-read for everyone who spends time on the Internet and has invested in creating a social identity on the net.

On the other hand, this book also falls short on at least one important area. I was expecting at least some in-depth look at how personalizations on the Internet works. This is a lost opportunity in my opinion. As in such books intended for a broad audience, the thinking tends to keep the book non-technical and technojargon-free. However, that comes at a price. The price paid is that the reader gets little in-depth understanding of the issues involved. We know that personalization exists. However, how does it actually work? Yes, there are massive data sets involved. There is data crunching at massive levels - think of Hadoop, Big Table, MapReduce, NoSQL, etc... working on clusters of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of computers. There are data mining algorithms at work here, finely tuned to extract the most insightful of correlations between seemingly disparate pieces of information. Yes. However, take a specific case of a user browsing or searching for a keyword, and then follow the user and the personalization that is attached to that piece of information. Show to the user that cookie, and the tags associated with it, and the path that the information takes as it follows us from a Google search page to a news page where that a contextual, personalized ad is served up.

Or to take another case. The author notes that it is "becoming more important to develop a basic level of algorithmic literacy.". Ok, no issue there; I would tend to wholeheartedly agree with the author. But then what? How? There is a suggestion that we learn basic programming - a quite radical a suggestion from a book aimed at the masses Laudable. But where does that take the average Internet user? How does knowing programming, and having a basic level of "algorithmic literacy" help me become better aware of the way cookies and persistent Flash objects work, or prevent them from tracking me? These are questions that the book could have, should have, answered. But it doesn't.

That is missing from this book. And that is a pity in my opinion. It would have elevated the book from the  very good and timely to truly outstanding.

In closing, I would say that this book is an important addition to the literature that seeks to provide a counter-argument to the wholly uncritical and the absolute way in which the Internet is viewed by technophiles. There are at least two other books I would recommend to people interested in this topic:



Some other books and articles referenced in the book:



Kindle Excerpt:



© 2012, Abhinav Agarwal. All rights reserved.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Lothal - A Port of Harappan Civilization

The Indus-Saraswati Harappa Civilization is the largest among the pre-historic civilizations that existed and flourished around 3000-2000 BCE. At its peak, this civilization boasted of more than 2000 sites spread across a massive area of 800,000 sq km. Mohejendaro in now Pakistan, and then Harappa, also in now Pakistan, were the the first sites excavated (though Kalibangan in northern Rajasthan had been discovered a few years earlier by , but it was only later that this site was tied to the Indus Saraswati Harappan culture).

The site at Lothal was discovered almost 60 years ago.
The site measures 7 hectares (1 ha = 100m x 100m = 10000 sq. m, or basically 2.4 acres), which is roughly 17 acres. The town's peripheral wall is massive, 12 to 21 m thick, and was clearly intended to offer a measure of protection against floods, whose repeated onslaughts left tell-tale marks of ravage on the town and probably brought about its end. [From The Lost River, by Michel Danino]


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The site of Lothal is about 7kms away from the Ahmedabad-Bhavnagar highway. For half the distance the road is not in good condition, and fairly potholed - as you can see from the photo below. After that the road improves considerably, and all told, you can get to the Lothal site from the highway in about 20 minutes.


The impetus for excavating around the Indus and Saraswati basins was the partition of India and the fact that both Mohenjedaro and Harappa, the largest and most famous sites of the Indus-Saraswati Harappa Civilization, had become part of Pakistan. India needed to unearth sites within its own borders to be able to continue this archaeological work.
"The ancient site of Lothal (place of the dead) was discovered in 1954 by S.R.Rao during the course of exploration launched by the Archaeological Survey of India to discover sites of Indus civilization (Harappan civilization) beyond the Indus valley. The excavation of the site from 1955 to 1962 established Lothal as a Harappan port town and a manufacturing center of many objects, especially beads of semi-gems, possibly for export to other Harappan and West Asian cities." [From the board outside the ASI Museum at Lothal. I have scanned and OCR-ed the photo, and then made minor edits to correct obvious errors in the OCR.]








"Phase II witnessed the planning and building of Lothal along the patterns of cities of Indus.As a first measure against floods, the houses were constructed on sun-dried brick platforms. The town was divided into two divisions-the citadel, where the ruler of Lothal lived and important manufacturing activities like ivory working took place and lower town, where other manufacturing activities were organised. The citadel had the ruler's mansion, paved baths for ceremonial purposes, well-laid and covered underground drains and a well. The lower town was divided into a main road possibly for trading activities and the other area where manufacturing of beads and copper tools were done. In fact, remains of a bead-maker's house, complete with kiln, pot-full of beads in various stages of product ion was exposed."


Signs such as the one below are placed at strategic points to guide the visitor to appropriate parts of the town. However, the place is otherwise bereft of any other explanatory signs. Small, unobtrusive pacards of sorts would have helped. Sadly, there are none. One has to rely on the services of a guide, or to go to the Archaelogical Museum, pick out a book on Lothal, and there is one written by S.R Rao, the ASI archaelogist who helped excavate and discover this site, and then head back to the site to figure out the site. The book is useful, yes, but you get the sense that a knowledgeable guide could make the place come to life.

This is another instance where I would have benefited greatly from the services of a guide, who may have been able to shed light on how this cemetery below functioned. Without the services of one I could only theorize, and that too without the help of any prior knowledge about the town.




In the photo below, you can make out the drain running in the bottom left corner. Outlets from houses ran off into drains, that then emptied into septic tanks. Clearly, the level of urban planning and civic sense displayed by the Harappans five thousand years ago surpasses the sense of planning displayed by many town administrators in the 21st century!


The most outstanding structures of lothal - the dock and warehouse - were built during this phase. The dock is a trapezoidal (218 x 37m average) tank-like structure with an inlet in the northern arm and a spillway in the south. The dock was connected to the sea through a river (now dried up) on the western margin of the town. Studies show that this was a tidal dock, size of which are comparable with modern docks. The warehouse, a massive structure with a series of platforms, was built near the dock and the ruler's mansion, all indicating the active role of the ruler in the trade of Lothal.



The excavation established two periods of continuous occupation of the site. During phase I period, the Harappans arrived at Lothal to settle among an indigenous people already knowing the use of copper and bead-making. The rich rice and cotton growing hinterland and proximity to sources of gems and semi·gems and other raw materials perhaps attracted the Harappans to Lothal. A minor flood around 2350 BCE destroyed the village and provided the Harappans to build a town in their typical plan.




This phase also witnessed the introduction of unique Indus standards in industrial products like tools, ceramics, ornaments, weights, seals with a script etc. Manufacture of various goods and the trade in them flourished adding to the material prosperity of the town. A massive flood around 2200 BCE destroyed the town. Soon it was rebuilt in phase III, The Climax.

The prospering trade brought in many foreign materials like imported ceramics, Terracotta models of mummy and gorilla, gold beads, a seal of Persian Gulf origin etc. It also induced abundant production of local artefacts like seals, weights, beads, jewelry, decorated pottery and the like. Fire worship was introduced by building fire altars in public places. The artistic endeavors were stimulated and a new style of painting the pottery with animals in their natural surroundings and depiction of age old tales were witnessed.

A flood again around 2000 BCE affected the prosperous the town in phase IV, the Decline Phase. Importantly, the ruler seems to have left the town and cobblers, dyers and bone-workers occupied the citadel area. The efficiency of the dock was reduced due to sudden shift in the direction of flow of the channel. The prosperity of the town started to decline leading to disorganized manufacturing activities.

A massive deluge around 1900 BCE triggered a large scale dispersal of Harappans to interior Gujarat, leading to springing up of many smaller settlements during Period B. Largely known as Late Harappans, these sites were de-urbanised and mainly dependent on agriculture and less on trade. Lothal was occupied by similar people with improved material remains, with no standardization, particularly in weights and seals.

The material of Harappans of Lothal reflects their high standards in many areas. To mention a few such objects: the numerous remains of beads of various shapes and materials, third largest collection of Indus seals next only to Mohenjodaro and Harappa, variety of shell objects, copper objects like an ingot of 99.18% pure copper, various copper and bronze objects like drill-bits, saw and fish·hooks, tools of stone, weaving tools, pottery with intricate painting, games objects, terracotta figurines, animals like gorilla, horse, and rhinoceros, series of accurate weights, ivory scale with linear divisions, shell compass for sighting a line and measuring cardinal angles etc.

This museum, established in 1976, preserves and exhibits these objects in originals as they'Were recovered from the excavation.

[From the board outside the ASI Museum at Lothal. I have scanned and OCR-ed the photo, and then made minor edits to correct obvious errors in the OCR.]
http://asi.nic.in/asi_museums_lothal.asp


The Lost River: On The Trail Of The Sarasvati, by Michel Danino (Amazon, Flipkart, Infibeam)





© 2012, Abhinav Agarwal. All rights reserved.

Sunday, January 29, 2012

The Westin Gurgaon, New Delhi

Photographs from The Westin Hotel in Gurgaon. This is a relatively new hotel, and came up only in 2011 (or late 2010), and is strategically located just off the Delhi Gurgaon Expressway, at the Mehrauli Gurgaon Marg, popularly known as MG Road, and the site of literally dozens of malls. What used to be a sleepy road connecting Gurgaon to Mehrauli till as recently as 15 years ago is now a picture-perfect example of chaotic unplanned urbanization.

A most peculiar design decision that baffles, nay boggles, the mind is the decision to have this huge glass partition separating the bedroom from the bathroom, instead of the usual solid wall or partition. This may well appeal to the honeymoon couple out on a romantic rendezvous away from home, or to the flirtatious executive looking to bring, err... work, back to the hotel. But to the family looking for a comfortable room this  poses challenges to say the least.



 I shot this photo below from my hotel room at 7AM. Within the next half an hour or so this road would become completely clogged with cars trying to get on to the expressway, get off the expressway, and in general create a chaos.

And this photo below was taken at 7PM. Good luck if you work in this area and need to travel back home, or to the airport for that matter. It is therefore not surprising that prices of residential properties near this place are astronomical. I mean obscenely astronomical. More than a crore rupees of apartments is the norm. And some run as high as 5 crores - that is one million US dollars. For a 2000 sq ft apartment.


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I Am Legend by Richard Matheson - Review

I Am Legend by Richard Matheson (Amazon.comI Am Legend (Movie), Kindle Edition) - my review
4 stars
More nuanced and complex than the movie
Reviewing a book by comparing it to its movie is not the ideal thing to do, but I did watch the Will Smith movie first, which itself was not the first movie adaptation of the book - The Last Man on Earth and The Omega Man both were based on the novel and came out more than 30 years ago, and only more than a year later read the novel.
Robert Neville's character in the book is more complex, more prone to weaknesses, and more fallible than the movie character.
In a post-apocalyptic world where a bacteria has killed most of the world's human population and turned the survivors into blood seeking vampires that stalk Neville's house at night, Robert Neville must live and survive, though seemingly without purpose. He frequently succumbs to bouts of drinking, frustration, and rage. He wages a lone, sometimes gruesome, and what often looks like a pointless battle against the vampires. Company comes in the form of a dog, that brings back to him a modicum of humanity he had long forgotten he had, and then in the form of a young woman who has just lost her husband to the vampires. The end is bleak and quite unlike the movie.
This book is supposed to have inspired such legends, so to say, of the field as Stephen King and Dean Koontz. Not to mention its influence on a whole genre of gore-filled zombie infested movies of the 70s and 80s.

Kindle e-book excerpt:



© 2012, Abhinav Agarwal. All rights reserved.

Friday, January 20, 2012

Boomerang by Michael Lewis - review

Boomerang: Travels in the New Third World, by Michael Lewis
My review: Monkeys and posteriors do not mix. Except when governments start doing financial planning.

Money and morals also do not mix. Lewis captured this in "Liar's Poker", and he travels to Europe to find the same holds true for countries too. A morbidly funny disaster-financial tourist's travelogue.

And oh yes, who would have thought that Arnold Schwarzenegger, former Governor of California, would turn out to be a far, far better governor than actor, not that that bar was too high to begin with. Nonetheless, who woulda thunk?

The financial meltdown of 2008 didn't just end with a massive bailout of Wall Street. Its origins had spawned similar disasters, waiting to happen elsewhere also. And a couple of years later, the disasters began to strike. One by one, across Europe, in Iceland, Ireland, Greece, and elsewhere. The stickler-for-rules, overly trusting Germans were left holding the bag. To round it all off, Lewis returns to the United States to observe that California can serve as a microcosm of things to come. Of bad things, lurking in the darkness. Whereas financial shenanigans had sunk only banks and crippled the financial system in 2008, the second apocalypse now threatens to bring down entire countries and their economies.

The origins of this book lie in the author's earlier book, "The Big Short", and the enigmatic hedge fund manager Kyle Bass, who made a fortune by betting on the venality and avarice of Wall Street. In 2011, Kyle Bass remained as optimistically bullish in his belief that the worst was still to come. He opined that "...the financial crisis wasn’t over. It was simply being smothered by the full faith and credit of rich Western governments." How so? Well, consider the numbers. "Ireland, for instance, with its large and growing annual deficits, had amassed debts of more than twenty-five times its annual tax revenues. Spain and France had accumulated debts of more than ten times their annual revenues. Historically, such levels of government indebtedness had led to government default. “Here’s the only way I think things can work out for these countries,” Bass said. “If they start running real budget surpluses. Yeah, and that will happen right after monkeys fly out of your ass.”" [bold-emphasis mine]

And so starts the author's travels around the world, observing first-hand the travails that greed has wrought upon European economies. It begins with Iceland, and ends up in California.

Iceland turned, almost overnight, from a nation of fishermen, to a nation of bankers and hedge fund managers. And they had the United States to look upto for inspiration. "An entire nation without immediate experience or even distant memory of high finance had gazed upon the example of Wall Street and said, “We can do that". ... That was the biggest American financial lesson the Icelanders took to heart: the importance of buying as many assets as possible with borrowed money", which resulted in a couple of things happening. On the one hand, "By 2007, Icelanders owned roughly fifty times more foreign assets than they had in 2002.". On the other hand, when disaster struck, you had "Iceland’s 300,000 citizens ... bore some kind of responsibility for $100 billion in banking losses - which works out to roughly $330,000 for every Icelandic man, woman, and child." When you looked at the people running the country's finances, you had to just know that a full-blown, unmitigated disaster was just round the corner. "The minister for business affairs is a philosopher. The finance minister is a veterinarian. The Central Bank governor is a poet. Haarde, though, is a trained economist—just not a very good one. The economics department at the University of Iceland has him pegged as a B-minus student."

The biggest Greek tragedy, was perhaps fittingly, to be found in Greece. Reading about Greece, the average Indian may well be tempted to think that they were reading about India. Consider these snippets offered as evidence:
The national railroad has annual revenues of 100 million euros against an annual wage bill of 400 million, plus 300 million euros in other expenses.
...
Where waste ends and theft begins almost doesn’t matter; the one masks and thus enables the other.
...
It’s simply assumed, for instance, that anyone who is working for the government is meant to be bribed.
...
Government ministers who have spent their lives in public service emerge from office able to afford multi-million-dollar mansions and two or three country homes.
...
“This wasn’t all due to misreporting,” he says. “In 2009, tax collection disintegrated, because it was an election year.” “What?” He smiles. “The first thing a government does in an election year is to pull the tax collectors off the streets.”
...
an estimated two-thirds of Greek doctors reported incomes under 12,000 euros a year—which meant, because incomes below that amount weren’t taxable, that even plastic surgeons making millions a year paid no tax at all.
...
“If the law was enforced,” the tax collector said, “every doctor in Greece would be in jail.”
In short, "the banks didn’t sink the country. The country sank the banks."

Ireland is different, but only in the palette of colors used. The painting is still a mix of the macabre and grotesque.
Even in an era when capitalists went out of their way to destroy capitalism, the Irish bankers had set some kind of record for destruction.
Germany is the country everyone has been looking up to bail these economies out of the doghouse. And Germans were obsessed with rules, and believed, incredibly enough and naively enough, that others did too.
Germans longed to be near the shit, but not in it. This, as it turns out, is an excellent description of their role in the current financial crisis.
The author finally ends in California, where there is a surreal bicycle ride with the governor, Arnold Schwarzenegger, and an even more surreal visit to the city of Valejo. As with the economies of countries, California has perhaps itself to blame for the mess it finds itself in. Its laws, that make it almost impossible for the government to raise taxes, is further compounded by the behavior of its citizens themselves, who, when given a chance to effect some reform, stood up and said no.
In November 2005 he [Arnold] called a special election that sought votes on four reforms: limiting state spending, putting an end to the gerrymandering of legislative districts, limiting public employee union spending on elections, and lengthening the time it took for public school teachers to get tenure. All four propositions addressed, directly or indirectly, the state’s large and growing financial mess. All four were defeated;
And that was pretty much the end of any hopes of reform that California had.



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Monday, January 16, 2012

A King Cobra's Summer, by Janki Lenin - A Reading

"A King Cobra's Summer", by Janaki Lenin - A reading 
(Buy from Pratham Books, Flipkart)
5 stars
Gorgeously Illustrated, educational, informative, entertaining - four books in one!

On a bright Sunday morning on Dec 18, at 9:30AM, our small apartment complex library opened up, and the kids started trooping in - seven of them. All excited by the prospect of a story-telling session and the chance to do some drawing too. At the very outset I had to remind the kids, gently, without dashing their hopes, that we would "try to draw" something from the book after the reading, and that I could not guarantee any sort of decent results. I have the equivalent of "two left-feet" when it comes to drawing. I also have two left feet when it comes to dancing, so both abilities sort of complement each other. Kids being kids, all they wanted a good story and an opportunity to spread color on canvas.

This whole episode had started a couple of weeks earlier, when I had emailed Pratham Books, asking them whether I could volunteer to be a book reader for their soon-to-be-launched book, "A King Cobra's Summer", written by Janki Lenin and illustrated by Maya Ramaswamy, and be what they call a "Pratham Books Champion", an honor to be sure, since I lay no claim to being a champion. They readily accepted. Maya from Pratham Books called back and spoke with me, and a few days later the book had arrived by mail. The first order of business was for me to read the book. Which I did. In half an hour I had gone from cover to cover. I was quite taken in by the high-quality printing, the gorgeous use of colors, and the easy-to-understand prose, and how the story weaved a rich tapestry of information about the king cobra within its pages.

On the Sunday, after the children had all gathered, over the next 45 minutes we spent a very interactive 45 minutes (see - no point in wasting even a single minute) going over the book. Rather than make it a one-way aural street, I had breaks every five minutes or so, asking the children questions about Kalaa. Of course, the kids had questions of their own that couldn't wait even those five minutes! Right on the first-page, where we are told that king cobras grow to over 15 feet in length, one way to bring this length alive for the children was to tell them that 15 feet would have meant placing four kids on top of another - give or take a few feet. Or that 15 feet would have been almost the entire length of the library room. You know that children have 'got' it when you hear the appreciative 'ooh' and 'aahs' from them!

The part where Kaala gulps down the python elicited a few 'eews', and rightly so. One should peel the skin before eating it, right? Don't we peel the skin of a banana before wolfing it down? See, right there there was a distinction to be made between humans and animals, or in this case, reptiles.

A swift 45 minutes later, it was time to start with the drawing, and to bring out the Raja Ravi Verma in all. Or so went the wistful hope.

The portraits of Kaala on pages 2 and 20 were quit similar, and in the end we selected the one on page 2 to draw. It also looked the easier of the two. Once the outline had been drawn, the children went about tracing the outline with a black sketch pen, and then started filling in the colors.





What you see on the whiteboard down is my own attempt at fleeting artistic immortality. The book lies at the foot of the whiteboard with its pages opened to the pages.




By about 11AM or so we had decided to wind up - the children had shared a very enjoyable 90 minutes listening to, participating, and then drawing from the lovely book, A King Cobra's Summer.

Kudos to Pratham Books and their amazing team for everything. Their books are informative. They are educational. And they are entertaining. And they are cheap. I kid you not. And that's not even a pun. The books are very affordable, and here's to them coming closer every single day to their aim of getting a book into every child's hands.


© 2012, Abhinav Agarwal. All rights reserved.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

The Artist of Disappearance by Anita Desai


The Artist of Disappearance by Anita Desai  (Kindle, Flipkart, my user review on Amazon.com)
4 stars
The Journey Is In the Evocative Stories, Not the Climax As Such
After reading these three stories, I felt a bit disappointed. After thinking a little bit, I realized that I was mistaking her novellas for some crime thrillers, that needed to have some nailbiting, cliffhanger climactic end. That is not the case. These novellas satisfied my need to read good quality writing.

There are three novellas here - "The Museum of Final Journeys", "Translator Translated", and "The Artist of Disappearance" - eponymous with the title. For my money I enjoyed the second story the most - the story about a middle aged woman who faithfully and lovingly and successfully translates the work of an Oriya language writer, but for the second translation casts a more critical eye ("more professional perhaps?") - "I began to wonder if publishing such a disappointing novel would be good for Suvarna Devi's reputation, which I had worked hard to establish."

The third one is the most abstract, so to say, but not without its moments of levity - "... there was no way they could carry their equipment down there: it was unfortunate that Nakhu was only partially and not completely a donkey." The prose is also sort of reminiscent of RK Narayan's writing perhaps...

Yes - I think I enjoyed the book as a whole. Satisfying in the way that stays with you after you have finished reading the book.

The Artist Of Disappearance





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© 2011, Abhinav Agarwal. All rights reserved.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

About Me - Photography 1


I got interested in photography in 1999. Till that time I had had a point-and-shoot 35 mm Canon film camera, and I would, like most people I knew, carry the camera to places I went, take a few snaps, get them developed, and stick them into an album. In case you are wondering, and this is most likely to happen if you don't 'go' back to the 90s, then this whole talk about '35mm' and 'film' cameras will seem quaint and odd. Let me clarify. The first thing to clarify is that in 1999 digital cameras were far and few in-between. A megapixel was a big deal, and most digital cameras were sub-pixel in resolution and no match for even the most basic of 35mm point-and-shoot cameras when it came to quality. And they were costly. Digital cameras. Things would change rapidly in just a few years. But in the reality of digital cameras that existed in 1999, 'affordable' was not a word you would find in its dictionaries. A digital camera was therefore not on my mind at that time. The second point follows from the first: shooting on 35mm negatives meant you had to get them processed and then printed. This usually happened at the local K-Mart of Wal-Mart. There you generally got two options: one was to use the store's in-house processing and printing capabilities, the second was to use Kodak processing. Kodak processing was about a dollar or two costlier than the in-house option for the entire 35mm roll, but gave much better results. Since I was not shooting that much anyway, it did not make much of a difference, and I would go for the Kodak processing option. 

The photos that I did want to share via email, or put on my website, I would scan using a flatbed scanner, and then upload them. Even the scanning had to be done at low resolutions, and the resulting image file no larger than a 100KB in most cases. This also had its origins in the cost of storage. Email providers like Hotmail, Yahoo, and others usually provided 2MB or 4MB of free storage space. You could purchase a massive amount of 25MB for something like $25 a year, but most did not. I did not. Lest you wonder, Google mail (Gmail) did not exist at that time. Google the company itself was a year old. So you could not send large images to your friends and relatives. You ran the risk of overwhelming their entire email quotas, which would make you rather unpopular with such friends and relatives. Hosting space was at a premium - especially the free one, and hard drives in those days maxed out at under 10GB or so. External hard drives were costly. Flash drives were almost unheard of - and their capacities was measured in KB and not MB. USB had just about made its appearance in consumer PCs a year or two earlier, USB2 was a few years away. External storage, for the most part, came in 3.5" floppy diskettes. You could also buy CD writers, but these ran at a few hundred dollars, and the CD-R discs were themselves about a couple of dollars each. So you see, there were limitations imposed on storage.

Till 1999 I had little idea about either film speeds or exposures - the basics of photography. You see, automatic cameras took care of all that - auto-focus, auto-exposure, auto-forward, auto-everything. All I had to care about was to make sure that the film had been properly inserted into the camera. You really did not want to shoot an entire roll of film, pop out the lid at the back, only to discover that the film leader had somehow not latched itself quite properly into the camera, and all you had been shooting were blanks, so to say. I was photographing, but I knew next to nothing about photography.

In 1999 I decided to invest a little money in a better camera than I had. The reason I came to this decision was actually quite silly. I had gone to San Francisco to visit my cousins, and there, in bright San Francisco daylight, under the open skies at the Golden Gate bridge, I had shot photos with ISO 400 speed film. The others had used Kodak ISO100 film. And when I compared the prints, I realized mine were not as saturated in color as theirs. Mine sucked, to put it simply. The short of it was, and I of course would not want to admit that even if I had known it, that I knew nothing about photography.

To remedy my less than desirable results I had to take a decision. Providing impetus to the decision was a realization that I had started taking more pictures than before. I had refused to accept that photography was becoming a hobby for me. Now I could continue to stumble on as before, take mediocre photographs with a mediocre camera, and exult at the occasional good photograph, pat myself on my back on a job well done, more the result of accident than design, and continue taking mediocre photographs. That was certainly a course of action that required little to no effort on my part. It was the status-quo. It was the path of least resistance. But what was clear was one thing: taking more photographs was not making me a better photographer.

This is the first post in this series. I am also posting this to a page I have added to my blog, About. As this year progresses I too intend to make progress in adding to this page.

Live long and prosper.


© 2012, Abhinav Agarwal. All rights reserved.
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