Friday, January 30, 2009

Our stories are us

"Who am i?" is, was, and will remain one of the most pondered on thought for mankind. Leaving aside the bigger philosophical angles to this question, and there are many such as-are there two me's? is my soul and body separate; what happens to me after death?; what about afterbirth?; at a very material level i believe we are what our stories are.

Let me try and provide an explanation why do i say this. Try and remember the last time someone asked you to describe another individual. Now there can be millions of ways in which folks answer this, but some common ones are Oh! Roshan! He just loves talking; Varun, umm..he is witty!; Amitav...umm now he's a fake isnt he? or some such. Essentially almost every time referring to how the other individual speaks or otherwise expresses himself. So the person who gets introduced becomes his story. Of course, physical attributes, location, status, also get referred to during human descriptions but usually they tend to take a backseat in more mature discussions. For example, someone might be really rich, poor, lame, tall, fat, etc etc but no adult would really want to focus at any length on these attributes. These are just not a rich enough descriptions. Nor can they communicate much of any deeper substance about any person. Calling Bill Gates wealthy doesnot say much about him. But describing him as an individual who is good at leading teams and inspiring others gives a much better perspective.

This phenomenon is not limited to individuals either. Let's talk about groups. Ethnic, national, or religious. All seem to be described by what preoccupies them and what is it that they talk about. The French talk about love, hence they are described as being romantics. The Scots love talk about their drink and its history, hence any scotsman becomes a guy who loves his drink. Closer home, Marwaris talk about money. Hence all marwaris become money minded. Sardars love talking about their makki-ke-roti and sarson-ke-saag. They get described as foodies.


So what remains? I talked about individuals and groups being what their stories are. What about our history? Now this is where the power of a good story really comes on its own. Let us assume history to be a series of random events which have occured in the past. Regardless of what the factual issue was, it is that particular series of happenings which appeals to our sensibilities most that ends up becoming history.

Nothing can perhaps exemplify this more than the partition. Based on their own sensibilities, two countries have chosen to adopt two completely contradictory viewpoints as being the truth. And regardless of what actually happened, in their respective countries that became the fact. Because it was a better story.


In this same vein, after individuals, groups, and history comes god and religion. The dominance of stories in this field is undeniable. Just take a look at the number of gods and then the innumerable number of stories around these same gods. And then come their respective rituals, rites, myths- all having more colorful stories built around them. In fact the author Yann Martel while ending his book, The Life of Pie talks about this. The protagonist of the book is a child who has just survived being marooned from a shipwreck in a dinghy along with a full blown Royal Bengal Tiger. After spending 6 months in this fashion on the high seas he is rescued and while recuperating in his hospital bed is confronted by the authorities saying there couldn't have been a tiger in his boat since:

a) There is no physical trace of the tiger.
b) He might have been hallucinating- a state which is common amongst those shipwrecked.

The little child reflects and then draws a parallel between his story and god's existence in this world. He says, as without the tiger in my story, the journey of life without god becomes a dreary story of random events in this humongous universe spread across a short lifespan. With him it becomes a fantastic story of established cause-and-effect, blessings and recriminations, miracles and rituals played out in technicolor.

Since no one can say with certainty which is the truth, essentially our life boils down to which story would we prefer.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Of creative cooks, and accounting books...

Below is my take on today's happenings loosely based on Mr. Raju's letter and a generous dose of my creative license. In case anyone in keen on reading the reading the actual letter, they can access it here.
http://www.moneycontrol.com/india/news/business/ramalinga-rajus-letter-to-board/375195

Raju admits fraud, Satyam books are cooked;
Writes a letter to the board, gets SEBI disturbed.

In his letter he says, he has deep regrets,
And carrying a burden on his conscience, says "my accounts were nonsense!"
My balance sheet is inflated, cash has been (ahem! ahem!)wrongly reflected,
Interest has not accrued, and debtors have been misconstrued.

Quarter on quarter, liabilities were understated,
Accounting norms were vitiated, margins were inflated.
Revenues were atificial, but to me, all was beneficial.

Over the last several years, he says, what started as a marginal gap,
in gains, got ingrained.
I tried hard to put a cap, using everything that was available under GAAP,
but all in vain, he refrained.

The difference got accentuated, because of the rising costs,
as an analogy, let's look at ecology.
We were on a tiger, while being unaware of an accounting rider,
that when the beast gets hungry, it consumes all and sundry.

Now to the part where the letter pleads to exonerate, folks he says,
i didnot corrode.
Men of letters, they just sat on the board, enjoying their food platters,
but never did they wink, on my creative accounting ink.

In fact, let me take the liberty, of constituting a task force,
of business and support, not to save face,
but to see how we can now acquire Maytas with grace!

Thursday, January 1, 2009

2009: Where would I go?

First day of the year. A time to take stock and to make new plans. Since i am not really good at doing the former, let me concentrate on the plans bit. Its kinda more positive and makes for a better read. This time though, ill keep it simple and all related to travel. Either I do that in 2009, or i dont. Nothing in between. And travel because to me it symbolizes letting go and a deep commitment at the same time. Therefore none of the below wishes are going to be easy to achieve. However for it to be a good read, i shall start with the most exotic and then drill down to the more mundane one's. Here goes.


1. Everest base camp: South side. From Pokhara in Nepal. Its a 10-12 day trek which has sort of stuck in my imagination ever since i last visited Pokhara in 2004.

Well, reason are plenty. First and foremost, its sounds way too cool! I mean as proof just imagine this scenario where you have a conversation with a friend who's just back from his holiday as well.

Friend: "Hey, hi. How was your holiday. Where did u go?"
You(very nonchalantly, of course) : Yawn! I just returned from south face base camp yesterday.
Friend (slightly bewildered) : What base camp?
You: Everest, of course. I wanted to go in from the more difficult North Face but those stupid commis in Tibet refused my visa. Where did you go?
Friend: (sheepish) Matheran. I saw a lot of horses there.


Yep, that can surely be me. Except maybe for that visa rejection bit.


2. Istanbul, Turkey : Its contradictions that this city offers that draws me in. At the same point in time this (more than anywhere else in this world) has been described as being: civilized and barbaric, old and new, christian and muslim, europe and asia, etc etc. Source of recent inspiration has been Paul Theroux's repeated praise spread across 30 years in both The Great Railway Bazaar and Ghost Train to the Eastern Star. And of course quotes such as the ones mentioned below also help.

"If one had but a single glance to give the world, one should gaze on Istanbul."

Alphonse de Lamartine

3. Palolem, Goa: This ones easy.One of the southern most beaches in Goa and apparently the most pristine. Though every single time im in Goa people have reminded me to go there, ive never had an oppurtunity to do so. Hope to tick this off my list pretty soon.

Thats it folks. My three place to go in 2009. Tell me yours.