Writings @ Ankur Mutreja, Ankur Mutreja [best beach reads of all time .TXT] 📗
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There are more negative signs that I have encountered, but those need further exploration, so let me reserve them for another day — by then, the dogs will be friends, and the snakes will take over in the not so very polite manner.
Addendum
Well, whatever this experiment practically is, at least in theory it is good except for a tilt towards “Hindutva”, so I am not writing anything negative anymore because I have a bias in favor of this experiment. Above, I didn’t discuss the Global Recession as one of the reasons for the money-mindedness of the Aurovillians, but it seems that might be one of the big reasons for this money-mindedness. It seems their European grants, as well as exports, have shrunk, and, therefore, now they are trying to fund their experiment themselves, which might have made at least some of them money-minded, which is an external challenge to the experiment. I can say with a certain degree of authority that cost cutting is always a better way to tackle recession, local or global — Integral Yoga should incorporate that flexibility. About dogs, the man like dogs because it can tame them to its benefit, but, with the advent of incredible technology, privileged men can now tame less privileged men by infringing their privacy fully and finally — there is a clear vibe on the internet that intrusive brain reading is possible, I have researched a bit and am convinced about its veracity (refer Ch. 3.1.1). The dogs will then loose preference to the less privileged men, but I only hope that the less privileged men may not spread rabies thereafter.
2nd Addendum
The Positives
1. Matrimandir Meditation Chamber: I don’t do meditation. Actually, I don’t understand what they mean by mediation, and how it should be done. Some people say the meditation is when the random thoughts cease, and the mind becomes relaxed and free. I attended the mediation session on two occasions. The first time I had not slept properly, therefore I went to sleep, and when I woke up, I felt refreshed. The second time I had slept well and was wide awake; therefore, I started experimenting and found that the sunlight in the chamber falls on a ball in such a manner that if you close your eyes you see an image of a flying bird; however, the more interesting is what you see below the bird; I opened and closed my eyes 4-5 times, and each time I saw some different religious symbol, and then I observed the ball carefully and thought in my mind that I am an atheist, and then I saw only a flying bird with a blank block below it. Relaxed, I definitely was, but random thoughts never ceased; whatever that means.
2. Flora: This place has been built on a barren land, and what they have done to the place is amazing. The flora is omnipresent and extremely soothing. I rode bicycle on the cycle paths, which run through the forests and are surrounded by trees and plants all around. The temperature in Auroville is similar to that of Delhi, and riding a bicycle in Delhi at this time would be unthinkable, but there it was pleasant; regrets that I couldn’t explore fauna mainly because I was scared and unprepared.
3. Attire: The standard attire of the people there is shorts and t-shirts. Most of them are healthy and fit, and, therefore, the clothes they wear look good on them, whether young or old. Moreover, I think the attire also match up with their attitude, which is informal and laid-back.
4. Attitude: The attitude is definitely laid-back. People are mostly not in a hurry, and it is evident that the decisions are taken after lots of deliberation, and, what I observed, the things work pretty fine and easy. There are a few streetlights, and the people themselves don’t venture out at night. They, as a matter of course, separate solid waste from other waste. Doors are not locked at night because nobody steals. There are no police vans and police posts; the six-seven guards manage everything, and who are always very helpful. The rules are always followed. If there is a note on a water cooler asking people not to fill water bottles, nobody does it — I did it.
5. Creativity: The most interesting thing about the place is the caliber of the people living there. Many of them are capable of being highly paid executives or administrators but have chosen a mellowed lifestyle. However, their expertise gets manifested in the kind of research and work that is being carried out there. Renewable energy is a definite area of focus, and the projects under contemplation include things like a graded lake system fed by desalinated sea water to be used for beautification of Matrimandir, for an alternate water supply system and for electricity generation; a full-fledged e-transportation with complete ban on petrol/diesel vehicles within the city; a self-sustaining electricity generation at the community level without any linkage with the national grid, etc.
There are more positives, but I have not been able to explore them much because I was overwhelmed by the people’s romanticism towards the place and wanted to explore the negatives to maintain the balance. But, in hindsight, it seems a neutral approach would have been better. Anyways, it’s never too late to explore.
3rd Addendum
Above, I have mentioned that the Aurovillian experiment has a tilt towards “Hindutva.” I think that would not be legally correct. The SC has restricted “Hindutva” to the philosophy propounded by Savarkar and separated it from Hindu Nationalism, which is certainly based on the Hindu religion especially Vedanta, but not “Hindutva.” Following that, neither the Aurovillian experiment can be said to be having a tilt towards “Hindutva” nor Aurobindo’s philosophy can be called “Hindutva” philosophy, even when it is strongly influenced by Vedanta in specific and the Hindu religion in general– just for record, I am a pro-science atheist non-believer, and the faith propounded in Vedanta doesn’t appeal to me. Also, I didn’t find any visible influence of RSS/BJP in Auroville, which is a strong positive. ©2014-2015 Ankur Mutreja
Chapter 2.1.4: Puducherry, the Mission Idli
I don’t know why but I had this urge to eat the Tamil idli as soon as I entered Pondicherry. But, to my surprise, the small kiosks to the big restaurants, nobody was willing to serve idlis in lunch. But, as adamant as I am, I immediately embarked upon "Mission Idli" on the lesser known streets of Puducherry (meaning the new city), ignoring the French Boulevards, the Beach Road, the Aurbindo Ashram, and the pretty girl near the Ashram. My search took me to almost each and every nook and corner of the suburbs shown in the Puducherry tourism map, but to no avail: the idli remained ever elusive. However, in the process, I have become the real estate guru of Puducherry and am already advising a well-known idli chain pro-bono with an assurance that they will serve idlis in lunch across Puducherry.
Now, since I have seen so much of Puducherry, let me share some gyan. First and foremost, the places ending in “pet” don’t have anything tummily about them; they are just names; some of them are excellent residences, yet others are not so good; my personal favorite is Lawspet, but the best value for money might be Mudaliarpet or Orleanpet; however, my first stop was Duryapet, which, in spite of being a semi-slum, was pretty clean. While discovering “pet”s, I also discovered some “uppam”s — again nothing tummily about them — Kotakuppam, a predominantly Muslim neighborhood, is affordable and clean, and, but for its Muslim tag, would have been attracting lots of real estate interest — I think there is a clear real estate opportunity lying there for the secularists. Aryinakuppam is another neighborhood I visited and found it chic and posh. But, one neighborhood which I just couldn’t visit in spite of trying too hard was Nellithoppu — every time I headed there I landed up in the city bus stand with numerous Modi posters in the skyline, and each time I duped Modi by jumping onto the East Coast Road and taking a u-turn from Kotakuppam.
So, after lots of hide and seek games in the hot sun, my moped gave up and got punctured and got running only after the sun glasses became almost redundant; I scooted to the French Boulevards lest the dashing sun glasses should turn into a liability; but it was already too late: the sun had eclipsed, and the pretty girl had moved into the Aurbindo Ashram for devotion, where I was denied entry for I wasn’t devoted enough (towards Aurbindo of course).
So, finally, I sauntered to the corner kiosk at Bharti Park via the Beach Road; this time the idli was available, but my devotion was clearly misplaced, or, may be not: the Tamil idli was certainly delicious.
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