Interpreter of Maladies

Thursday, February 24, 2005

Trying to make sense of BPO

I was always under the impression that services industry is the best thing to have happened to India. It was giving jobs to the unemployed, 'twas giving India a global identity and was attracting the rare FDI trickle into the country. But ever since I have come to Gurgaon, not one day passes when I come to realize that all this is a big farce. The services industry is not giving anything back to India. It is only a money game at the end of it and the day India loses this advantage to a Manila or a Beijing, that would be the end of the game. I see call centre crowd outside the huge glass towers. Girls smoking cigarettes because the work pressure is too much to handle. I see a frustrated breed of people, increasing in number every day, who know that the job is worth nothing and it is repetitive and redundant but still, they are forced to do it.

Because the SERVICE culture has arrived in India and is here to stay.

I see people logging in long hours at work because some client sitting in the US or UK wants cheap work done at the click of a finger. I also see young men and women dropping out from college to join a call centre, thus giving up the faint chance of making a better career in the future. In India, a whole bunch of young people, are logging in wierd hours at their office; trying to work in the US shifts in India; which is affecting them personally as well as professionally. Is this the legacy that we, the young turks of the enterprise called India, would want to leave behind. I can hardly see anyone passionate about building, making, creating or manufacturing these days. Everyone wants to sit on the BPO boom and go wroooooooom. No one is concerned, neither the leaders, nor the government and the Indian people have long acclimatized themselves to live with what they have got; even a second rate life would do.

A visit to those gigantic malls is like a randezvous with reality. I see potters from the villages putting bricks on the parking space meant for the visitors to the malls. I also see little kids, of an age when they would be better off in school, cleaning tables at McDonald's. Its embarassing. As an Indian, it never ceases to amaze me, what we are doing with India and lo behold, even I am a a part of it.

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Friday, February 18, 2005

Fresh from the oven !!!

samay ki is aapadhaapi mein
jeevan aniyantrit ghode sa
bhaaga karta hai rozana
mujhko deta hai ulaahana
ab chal tu bhi, baandh le bistar
uth kar sangrah kar le jeevan
mrit, pracheen smritiyaan chod

jeevan chal navjeevan ore

jeevan mrtiyu hai khel anokha
maanav kab samjha ye dhokha
maati aur manav ka rishta
hain sadiyon se chala aa raha
maya aur moh ke bandhan
bandhenge mann ko andar tak
par tu inke bandhan tod

jeevan chal navjeevan ore

bahut jatil hai prem paheli
rishton ki seemayon mein ye
kasti hai jeevan ki veni
aur jab koi taara ban ke
kho jaata hai neel gagan mein
mann dhoondha karta hai usko
sapnon ke abhyaranya mein
par ab in mrigtrishnayon ke
naye chalavon se munh mor

jeevan chal navjeevan ore

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Tuesday, February 08, 2005

On the sentimental side

Have never done a song post ever. But that has been majorly owing to the fact that I believe music cannot be explained. The way music touches me, I can't share it with people. You need to be then, there, letting the honey melt in your ears, to feel the same. But, then, this song is special and Geeta Dutt and Hemant Kumar are two very special singers. A post to describe my regards to this composition and these singers is worth every bit of it.

This song is from a movie called Mamta. It is sung by Geeta and Hemant and the metaphors are so subtle, yet very powerful. And someday if you find this song, do listen to it, i think it has power to make even the lead hearts melt. See for yourself.

chupa lo yun dil mein pyaar mera
ke jaise mandir mein lau diye kee

tum apane charanon mein rakh lo mujh ko
tumhaare charanon ka fool hoon main
main sar jhukaye khadi hoon pritam
ke jaise mandir mein lau diye kee

ye sach hain jeena tha paap tum bin
ye paap maine kiyaa hai ab tak
magar thee man mein chavi tumhari
ke jaise mandir mein lau diye kee

fir aag birahaa kee mat lagaana
ke jal ke main raakh ho chukee hoon
ye raakh maathe par maine rakh lee
ke jaise mandir mein lau diye kee

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