I've always been fascinating with the changing times. So were my parents. My father was an enthusiast - anything futuristic would excite him. My mother tended to be the opposite. Despite her modern outlook, things like "new gadgets" and new ways of doing things annoyed her. My father would share his fantasies with us over dinner. A few of these would be genuinely inspired and on those occasions he would put on a special goofy, wistful expression and proceed to spin webs of pure speculation. My mother never failed to bring him back to reality. She would wait until his (metaphorical) balloon had inflated, and then bring out a (metaphorical) pin and puncture it. This led to explosive quarrels on a regular basis. They look funny only now, in hindsight.
One of my father's most inspired fantasies was what he called (I am not making this up) the "spectro-feelo-graph". This gadget, he said, would allow you to remotely experience sensations transmitted over a telegraph wire. A variant called the "spectro-tasto-graph" allowed you to share the taste of food with someone else in a different location. In today's language, all this is called "virtual reality" and I feel quite proud that he actually thought it up on his own.
But back to my main point. The times, they are a-changing, as Bob Dylan put it so well. There's a profound sense of justice about this song: "For the loser now will be later to win...". And an ominous warning to those in power: "... don't speak too soon, for the wheel's still in spin, and there's no tellin' who that it's namin'".
Talking of who it's naming, I received the following mail yesterday:
Dear friends,
If the existence of such a hallowed institution as the RWITC is deemed contentious, one wonders what could be the next item up for discussion. The continuation of the Indian Navy on prime South Bombay land? The existence of TIFR on prime Navy land? I would love to return a hundred years from now and find out what's happened to South Bombay.
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The sheer value of the land occupied by the racecourse is probably what has excited the saliva glands of greed! Horse racing is the "social need of a civilised nation" said no less a reformer than Kemal Attaturk, and Bombay needs the racecourse, with its heritage structures, to continue to provide a vital activity that nets the State Government about Rs.50 crores per annum.
What is more contentious is having two cricket stadiums adjacent to each other -- Brabourne and Wankhede, the latter an unnecessary monument to political one-upmanship.
And if one is exploring this route, how about shifting the State Capital with Mantralaya, its support structures and all the bungalows of ministers to Parbhani -- more or less the geographical centre of a state which stretches to a longitude as far East as Madras (a.k.a. Chennai)?
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