Technology and Tradition

Last week, I was paying my milk bill when my milkman offered a flyer. It had details of an app called Mera Milk. I was pleasantly surprised and he told me that I could change my order or cancel my order for the next day using this app. Simply fabulous from my (customer)  point of view. Found out what made him adopt this and the reason was convenience,  helps deal with finicky customers and it’s efficient when it comes to managing at scale.

For those of you not conversant with the idea of milk being delivered home every morning, this is common in India. Something Amazon Fresh is attempting in a lot of cities in US.  So with this new app, the milk order can be recorded on an app. In India there are many more such services that are being brought onto a Platform and in the process making life easy for small business owners. Amazon India marketplace model is a testimony to it.

Staying with technology and it’s applications, I think making good use of technology relieves time and energy on mundane stuff.  It helps one concentrate on incremental innovations that make a huge impact in the long term. Recently came across two such innovations –
1) Tapping the kinetic energy from the ocean waves to generate electricity. Currently piloted off the coast near Denmark. What a clean way to generate electricity!  They say this process can provide electricity 5 times the world’s energy consumption.
2) The second innovation was a stationary cycling machine.  Cycle for an hour and you have electricity for a whole day
A simple physics law put to use brilliantly –  energy cannot be created or destroyed, it simply changes from one form to the other.
I believe going back to our roots and knowing why our ancestors did something in a particular way would help us gain a lot.  Simply disposing them all  as superstition may not be the most productive approach. After all life was much better in our childhood while we adopted many of these traditional and bio-degradable practices 🙂

Another sustainable design that I saw was Edible cutlery. Spoons made of millets and spices, which is great to eat and easily degrades if not eaten. Loved the idea and for it to take off, we need at least one or two adopters with large cutlery usage to popularize.

We need a larger section of people adopting tech and traditional practices for a sustainable future for our children. While they may be several skeptics and ignorant, this surely is doable. The activist in me has very recently made some head way into implementing rain water harvesting in our community. This after a lot of persistence for over two years.

Do share your thoughts on more such ideas that you have come across and the world needs to implement.



Things change with time and its been 7 years since I migrated my blog to WordPress. I took to blogging in 2004 when I definitely had more of me time. Writing for myself continues to be amongst the top three things to de-stress for me. However, de-stress as a concept eludes me 🙂

Is my writing withering? May be not, its the opportunity to express in words that takes time and that time is a premium these days. Do I regret it, not sure, as life has a lot to offer. However, there are days like today, when I wish I could write more…

Something, Nothing and Everything

I took D to her friend’s birthday party. She was super excited and has been so for the past two days. As a parent, I know what it is to give everything possible for your child. To ensure that she never has a moment when she feels disappointed or disheartened about not having something. This is merely being a parent. Again, I want her to learn on her own, make her own mistakes and handle disappointments. Nothing else in life teaches you better than experiencing whatever comes your way.

That was about me being a parent, and this is about how I believe I have failed. Rather heartening to see the J&K flood victims, the children who go hungry to bed and get up hungry in several countries dealing with constant strife. Except for donating money to some NGO and hoping that it would reach the victims, I can’t do much.

What makes me sad is that we need not go to these disaster prone areas. I simply need to go to the end of the main road near my house to see how people like us have failed the millions. There are children out there who will never go to a school or know where their next meal will come from. Children made to beg on roads and work as bonded labour. Every time I step out of my house, I end up spending Rs.1000 or more. How often do we stop and think of it? What if once in a while we can donate this to a child in need of help or a family that possibly survives for a whole month on this amount.

I see growing apathy and callousness among people around. It shows in the way people drive on the roads, it shows in the way people behave in the malls, it shows in every interaction that people have with a stranger and sometimes their own family. Its simply disheartening!

2012 – The year that was

When I look at today’s date, 31 December 2012, I wonder how quickly has this year swung by. It has been a busy one indeed and a mixed bag with some great and not so great moments.

As always, the events of this year can be divided into two categories – personal and things happening around us.

Personal front –

‘D’ loved her first year at school and more importantly is potty trained and has learnt some of the Ps and Qs that are so required to in this world- yes my achievements in this area are not about what she can recite and remember, but how well can she deal with her world.

Hubs has had a mixed bag on the career front, with a peaceful ending towards the year end.

I have worked on some interesting projects and hope to find better ones suiting my calibre in the next year.

This year has also been good in terms of exploring Australia – Cairns, Melbourne, New Zealand and finally ending with a trip with Gold Coast and Sydney surrounds. It sure is a beautiful country, but on the same front expensive beyond the actual value for some bizarre reason. Living away from home makes one tolerant and it surely seems to have done that to me.

Staying away from home makes one miss it and with the recent horrific incident it brings to question if I would want my daughter to grow up in India. Running away will not answer and I would want her to grow up to defend herself. Also, maintaining the optimism that some of the archaic rules that have been conveniently forgotten by the politicians be amended to provide a secure living for each Indian.

On this note I sign-off this year’s blog posts and wish all a happy and prosperous new year 2013.

There is light at the end of the tunnel - so is hope for a change for a better world.
There is light at the end of the tunnel – so is hope for a change for a better world.

I carry your heart with me…

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
 i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

–E.E Cummings

To one of the Greatest teachers in Electrical Engineering!

It is said that what matters is not quantity but quality- Well, I am proud to have been taught by one of the best teachers ever in Electrical Engineering.

He taught me Network Theory and Laplace transforms for just two hours in my first year of Engineering and I did fabulously well in those exams. He once explained a concept in second year and life seemed so simple after that. The beauty in his teaching was in the simplicity with which he explained, he came down to the level of the student, never berated one for lack of knowledge and brought in his own devised ways to explain the fundamental concept. Once he taught the concept, I could work on my own and do well. That is the hallmark of a great teacher.

Fortunately, my uncle and one of the greatest minds I have known. He was a teacher beyond words.

He is no more with us today in person, but will always be remembered and cherished with everyone who has known him and more so by those who have been taught by him.


‘Coach’ & I

The last few months have been hectic and I am trying to get back in touch with some of my close friends. The distances make it tough for us to meet, but the technology is amiable in its own way.

So, yesterday, I called T and we spoke for a very, very long time. Simply put, it is highly therapeutic to catch up with close friends even if it is done once in many months. I have spoken a lot about this earlier.

So my dear ‘T’ says, she wants to get me a Coach handbag as my 30th birthday gift.

What can I say, I didn’t have many qualms about my age and turning 30, but this year the kind of gifts I got and make me super happy.

Thanks T. 🙂

Love ya!