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In light of Nalanda

Modern-day Nalanda / Photo: Namit Arora

The ruins of one of Asia’s great centres of learning still inspire travellers. Namit Arora in Himal Southasian:

Nalanda University arose in the early fifth century, during the reign of Kumara Gupta, though references to precursor sites associated with teaching and learning go back another thousand years, to the time of the Buddha and Mahavira. Between Xuanzang and Yi Jing, we have a compelling portrait of the university’s curriculum, the life of the monks, the buildings and the general features of the community.

Nalanda was more like a school of higher learning than an undergraduate college. Prospective students had to be at least 20 years old, and submit to an oral exam for university entrance. They had to demonstrate deep familiarity with a host of subjects, and with old and new works in many fields. Only around a quarter of prospective students were admitted, and even they were promptly humbled by the calibre of their teachers and co-students. When Xuanzang visited Nalanda, there were 8500 students and 1500 teachers in 108 residential monasteries, which often had two or more floors. Excavations have revealed exquisitely carved temples and a row of ten monasteries of oblong red bricks directly across from a row of stupas in brick and plaster. Rooms typically had chairs, wood blocks, small mats and utensils stored in wall niches. Yi Jing approvingly wrote that each year before the monsoon, the best rooms were awarded to the eldest members in the community.

Some of the best teachers not only taught but also composed treatises and commentaries, much as Xuanzang himself did later in life. Many acquired great fame, and a Nalanda education held serious cachet among the public. Teachers lived among the students in the monasteries, common features of which included a podium for lectures, a communal brick oven, bathrooms and a water well (often in octagonal cross-section, supposedly inspired by the Eightfold Path, one of the Buddha’s central teachings). Water clocks guided daily routines, and gongs were used to signal the start and end of events, services and ceremonies. “There are more than ten great pools near the Nalanda monastery,” wrote Yi Jing. “Every morning a ghanti is sounded to remind the monks of the bathing-hour.” For their daily exercise, the monks went for walks in mid-mornings or late afternoons. Their dinner typically included bean soup with butter, rice and vegetables, perhaps also ghee, honey, sugar or a seasonal fruit such as mango. More:

Myanmar’s colonial treasures threatened

From the Wall Street Journal:

Yangon: The colonial buildings of this once-grand city are scattered about like tombstones in a neglected cemetery—unnoticed, and often unwanted, relics of a lost era.

Yangon is home to one of the largest collections of undisturbed colonial architecture in the world, with some neighborhoods left almost exactly as they were when the country gained independence from Britain some 60 years ago. But the buildings, already crumbling after years of neglect under a repressive military regime, face an increasingly uncertain future.

A government decision to move Myanmar’s capital from Yangon to a remote redoubt named Naypyitaw in 2005 has left several of the most important buildings almost totally abandoned, accelerating their deterioration. Meantime, resurgent investment from China and other Asian neighbors is triggering interest in development—including the possibility of building shopping malls and apartment blocks where old structures now stand. More:

Ancient tribal language becomes extinct as last speaker dies

Boa Sr, the last member of the Bo tribe, sings.

Boa Sr, the last speaker of the Bo language of the Andaman Islands, has died. Photograph: Alok Das/Survival/

Boa Sr, the last member of a 65,000-year-old tribe, died last week aged about 85. She was the last native of the Andaman Islands who was fluent in Bo, one of the 10 Great Andamanese languages, which are thought to date back to pre-Neolithic times. Jonathan Watts in The Guardian:

The last speaker of an ancient tribal language has died in the Andaman Islands, breaking a 65,000-year link to one of the world’s oldest cultures.

Boa Sr, who lived through the 2004 tsunami, the Japanese occupation and diseases brought by British settlers, was the last native of the island chain who was fluent in Bo.

Taking its name from a now-extinct tribe, Bo is one of the 10 Great Andamanese languages, which are thought to date back to pre-Neolithic human settlement of south-east Asia.

Though the language has been closely studied by researchers of linguistic history, Boa Sr spent the last few years of her life unable to converse with anyone in her mother tongue.

Even members of inter-related tribes were unable to comprehend the repertoire of Bo songs and stories uttered by the woman in her 80s, who also spoke Hindi and another local language. More:

From The Independent: Boa Sr, known for an infectious laugh, survived the Asian tsunami of December 2004. She told linguists: “We were all there when the earthquake came. The eldest told us ‘the Earth would part, don’t run away or move’. The elders told us, that’s how we know.” More:

The death of a language: The loss of endangered languages like Bo is more a cultural than a scientific tragedy. In The Guardian.

Also read the story in Survival

Code unknown: the fierce argument over ancient Indian symbols

In India – where 4,000 year-old stories still inspire death threats – historians, mathematicians and nationalists are going to battle over an ancient civilisation’s script. S Subramanian reports. in The National:

In 1856, searching for stone to anchor the railway tracks they were building between Karachi and Lahore, William and John Brunton, engineers working for the East India Railway Company, followed the directions of local residents to the site of an old, ruined town. There, they found 93 miles of perfect, kiln-fired bricks – and discovered the remains of Harappa, one of the two chief cities of the Bronze Age civilisation in the Indus valley.

The Harappan ruins had been known previously, discovered by various explorers rambling around present-day Pakistan. But in the course of meticulously picking apart the bricks, the Bruntons unearthed enough artefacts to attract the attention of archeologists; their continued excavations revealed a record of an ancient civilisation whose urban ruins were scattered all across the vast Indus river basin.

The discovery of Harappa revised, in one stroke, existing theories of ancient Indian history. Until then, the earliest known Indians were believed to be the literate Hindus who lived by the Rig Veda in the Second millennium BC. Modern Hindus trace their origins to this “Vedic civilisation”, whose language and religion were considered wholly indigenous to the subcontinent. The existence of a separate pattern of settlement, an advanced civilisation predating the Vedic era by a few hundred years, raised confusing – and politically charged – questions. If the Indus Valley peoples were not Hindus, who were they? And where, then, did the Hindus come from? More:

Richard Gere serves up a haven for vegetarians

Actor and Buddhist activist backs campaign to make the Indian town of Bodhgaya a meat-free zone. Andrew Buncombe in The Independent:


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Richard Gere, the Hollywood actor who has spurned red meat for the past 30 years, has thrown his support behind a plan to transform the site of Buddha’s enlightenment into a vegetarian zone to spread the message of peace.

The activist, who is taking part in a five-day training session with the Dalai Lama, the Tibetan Buddhist leader, in the Indian town of Bodhgaya, took part in a candlelit march this week highlighting the campaign. “Bodhgaya is a pious place and I want to come here again,” the star of movies such as An Officer and a Gentleman and Pretty Woman told reporters, after joining around 500 monks and activists who took part in the march. “I am with the people who have launched this campaign.”

According to Buddhist tradition, Bodhgaya, in the state of Bihar, is where Gautama Buddha attained enlightenment around 500BC. Starting in the 19th century, the area gradually become a site of pilgrimage and is now visited by Buddhists from all over the world, whose presence gives it a very different character from the rest of north India’s impoverished “cow belt”. More:

A passage in Kolkata

Kolkata’s Park Street is the most iconic road in India. Jaideep Mazumdar in Open:

It is a road like no other. Its origins as ‘Road to Old Burial Grounds’, nearly 250 years ago, were ignoble indeed. Haunted by ‘thugs and rascals’ and used mainly by hearses and carriages carrying the bereaved, this road in Calcutta metamorphosed by the turn of the last century into South Asia’s prime ‘good life’ destination, before hitting turbulence in the late 1960s. Now, it is a ‘sarani’ (lane). Steeped in memories, Park Street’s plebeian present haunts it, and is something the street and its stakeholders desperately want to shake off. Few other streets in the world have perhaps changed character so dramatically over two-and-a-half centuries as Park Street-turned-Mother Teresa Sarani has. Neon signs are still aglow and an empty table would be scarce at all the 25-odd restaurants and pubs there on any evening, but Park Street is no longer the destination it was. It’s just a thoroughfare. Though, to be fair, one that still manages to entice, even if not as forcefully as it used to.

It is a road like no other: it is a corridor that connects British-era Calcutta—with its grand colonial structures—with the more recent and rundown Kolkata. Driving down Park Street from west to east is like witnessing the city’s transition from its magnificent past to its proletarian present: the glittering shop fronts in the grand old mansions slowly give way to smaller establishments in decrepit structures. The fine restaurants make way for pavement food stalls and biryani outlets and, ultimately, the road reaches Park Circus area in which are nestled unsightly slums. More:

On the trail of the first people in India

Akshai Jain in Mint:

The Brokpa villagers who live near Batalik in Ladakh are a colourful but confused lot. Their oral history and songs suggest that they migrated from Gilgit, now in Pakistan-occupied Kashmir (PoK), a few hundred years ago. But over the last 50 years they’ve come to believe that they’re remnants of an ancient Aryan population that came to India with Alexander’s army.

The “Aryan” theory was floated by a few German Indologists in the 1960s; it caught everyone’s fancy, and the Brokpas turned it into a marketing tool. The problem, however, is that nobody takes it seriously any more and the small, isolated community which had almost convinced itself about the supposition, is now unsure of its roots.

So recently when a group of researchers landed up at their villages, promising to tell them about their genetic history, the Brokpas were excited. The Aryan Welfare Association in Dha village swung into action, organizing a camp at which men from different villages came together to take swills of distilled water and spit into vials. For the Brokpas, it was a solemn occasion. This, they were told, would hold the clue to their origin. More:

The Thangmi myth of origins

Dr Mark Turin in the Independent. Dr Turin is a linguistic anthropologist specialised in the Himalayas:

In the beginning, there was only water. The gods held a meeting to decide how to develop this vast expanse. First they created a type of small insect, but these insects couldn’t find a place to live since there was only water and no solid land. Consequently, the gods created fish which could live in the water. The insects took to living on the fins of the fish, which stuck far enough out of the water to allow the insects to breathe. The insects collected river grass and mixed it with mud in order to build dwellings on the fins of the fish in each of the four directions: south, west, north, and east.

Then a lotus flower arose spontaneously out of the water, with the god Vishnu seated in the middle. Out of the four directions of the lotus flower came an army of ants. The ants killed all of the fish-dwelling insects and destroyed their houses. The ants took the mud that the insects had used for their dwellings and left, gathering another species of grass as they went. They mixed this with the mud to construct new houses. Then the snake deities arose. It was still dark, so the sun was created. More:

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The beckoning silence: Why half of the world’s languages are in serious danger of dying out

In a small office room in the back of Cambridge’s Museum of Archaeology & Anthropology – a place in which you almost expect Harrison Ford to walk around the corner at any moment, fedora on head, whip in hand – Turin looks over the contents of a box that arrived earlier in the morning from India. “[The receptionists] are quite used to getting these boxes now,” says the 36-year-old anthropologist, who is based at the university. Inside the box, which is covered in dozens of rupee postage stamps, are DVDs representing hours of chants, songs, poems and literature from a tiny Indian community that is desperate for its language to have a voice and be included in Turin’s venture.

For many of these communities, the oral tradition is at the heart of their culture. The stories they tell are creative works as well as communicative. Unlike the languages with celebrated written traditions, such as Sanskrit, Hebrew and Ancient Greek, few indigenous communities – from the Kallawaya tribe in Bolivia and the Maka in Paraguay to the Siberian language of Chulym, to India’s Arunachal Pradesh state Aka group and the Australian Aboriginal Amurdag community – have recorded their own languages or ever had them recorded. Until now. Turin launched the World Oral Literature Project earlier this year with an aim to document and make accessible endangered languages before they disappear without trace. More:

Click here for the Digital Himalaya Project and here for Himalayan Languages Project.

To see and hear recordings of the Thangmi in Nepal, click here.

India’s Scottish heritage remembered

Victoria Memorial, Calcutta

Victoria Memorial, Calcutta

From the Telegraph, London:

Now, keen to underline its independence from London in foreign affairs, Scotland’s new nationalist government plans to reclaim that forgotten heritage in Calcutta, the capital of British India.

Its first target will be helping to restore the rubble-covered grand staircases and peeling walls of once-magnificent buildings like Duff College, named after Alexander Duff, a Scots missionary and pioneering educationalist who arrived in Calcutta in 1830 after being shipwrecked twice en route. But Holyrood also hopes to remind Indians of the role that Scots played in educating and inspiring some of the sub-continent’s leading independence campaigners.

Many of Calcutta’s most illustrious sons, including Subhas Chandra Bose, the controversial independence movement leader, were educated in Scottish colleges in Calcutta. A Scottish official in the Bengal Civil Service, Allan Octavian Hume, later founded the Indian National Congress which led the country to independence in 1947. More:

Radio Ceylon: the station that played Binaca Geetmala

It started broadcasting in 1923, began a Hindi service in 1950s, and earned millions of rupees as advertising revenue (in those days All India Radio had banned film music). Old-timers would remember it as the station that played the popular Binaca Geetmala. Even today, Radio Ceylon’s Hindi service that goes on air at the crack of dawn for just three hours every day has a million listeners. From the Indian Express:

old-radioAS Jyoti Parmar plays a devotional song for her listeners in a small room of Radio Ceylon (now Sri Lankan Broadcasting Corporation) in the early hours, she continues her father Digvijay Parmar’s legacy, who spent 30 years at Asia’s oldest radio station in Colombo. Jyoti hails from Uttarakhand. She was a child when her father got a job with Radio Ceylon in 1967. The station featured top radio announcers of that time like Gopal Sharma, Vijay Kishore Dubey and Ameen Sayani. She first stood in front of the mike 20 years ago, taking people’s requests. The listeners were from India, Pakistan and Bangladesh.

As she continues playing old melodies from this heritage building, she realises that the world back home has changed. The famous segments, Binaca Geetmala and Lipton ke Sitaare, are now part of history and have been replaced by Bhoole Bisre, Purani filmon ka sangeet, Ek hi film ke geet. More:

India’s royal riches: The maharajas’ opulent lifestyle

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The V&A’s majestic exhibition – Maharaja: The Splendour of India’s Royal Courts – reveals the opulent lifestyle of the maharajas. From the Independent:

Earlier this year I accompanied curators from the Victoria and Albert Museum to India to see some of the treasures of the maharajas which will be leaving the country for the first time for an exhibition at the V&A next month. The maharajas of northern India have largely turned their palaces into hotels (Liz Hurley got married in a splendid one, Umaid Bhawan Palace in Jodhpur), but they remain powerful administrators, or at least powerful businessmen, in their regions.

Five members of royal families stood for parliament in the elections in the Spring. I met Maharaja Jyotiraditya Scindia of Gwalior who has restyled himself as Mr Scindia and was, when we spoke, a Congress politician and minister for communications and IT (latterly he became minister for commerce) in the Indian government. The issue of call centres in India for British companies is an interesting one in Britain, I mentioned to him. Does he intend to have more? “Certainly. Why shouldn’t we?” he replied. “The accent is a bit of a problem, but training will put that right.”

They are focused, determined people, the maharajas. Over drinks, they would discuss with us in somewhat maudlin fashion the days, still painful to them, when Mrs Gandhi – during her socialist premiership in the Seventies – curtailed their power and their wealth. More:

Nehru, Jinnah responsible for partition of India: Jaswant Singh

Karan Thapar interviews Bharatiya Janata Party (BJP) leader Jaswant Singh on his book ‘Jinnah -- India, Partition, Independence‘ on CNN-IBN. Jaswant Singh has been expelled from the Hindu nationalist BJP for praising Pakistan’s founder Mohammad Ali Jinnah, considered in India the architect of the partition. Authorities in the BJP-ruled western Indian state of Gujarat have banned the book for its “defamatory references” to Vallabhbhai Patel, India’s first home minister.

Karan Thapar: Mr Jaswant Singh, let’s start by establishing how you as the author view Mohammed Ali Jinnah? After reading your book, I get the feeling that you don’t subscribe to the popular demonisation of the man.

Jaswant Singh: Of course, I don’t. To that I don’t subscribe. I was attracted by the personality which has resulted in a book. If I wasn’t drawn to the personality, I wouldn’t have written the book. It’s an intricate, complex personality of great character, determination.

Karan Thapar: And it’s a personality that you found quite attractive?

Jaswant Singh: Naturally, otherwise, I wouldn’t have ventured down the book. I found the personality sufficiently attractive to go and research it for five years. And I was drawn to it, yes. More:

[The other parts of the interview are on YouTube.]

And below, Jawed Naqvi in Dawn:

But Jaswant Singh is not quitting politics, much less the country. In fact an endorsement of his quest will be palpable as early as this weekend when Ramazan, the month of fasting for Muslims, begins. In Lutyens’ Delhi, the hub of India’s power dynamic, the circus of feasts will see robed clerics from diverse Islamic clusters getting invited to the prime minister’s house to break bread. Government ministers, party leaders, MPs, power peddlers, middlemen, in a nutshell everyone who lives by the 13 per cent Muslim vote in India or those who need to flaunt their secularism will take turns to rustle up an appetising Ramazan menu. Of course, only a minority of India’s 150 million Muslims are mullahs and so a few of the less pious variety would also be given a slot in the meandering queue to rub shoulders with the high and mighty.

Had Jinnah had his way, there would be no need for the pathetic lottery of Ramazan invitations. There would be no need for the Justice Sachchar Committee, set up to investigate why Indian Muslims continue to be economically and socially backward six decades after independence from colonialism. More:

Can computers decipher a 5,000-year-old language?

A computer scientist is helping to uncover the secrets of the inscribed symbols of the Indus. David Zax has the story in the Smithsonian.

indus-script-seals-3881The Indus civilization, which flourished throughout much of the third millennium B.C., was the most extensive society of its time. At its height, it encompassed an area of more than half a million square miles centered on what is today the India-Pakistan border. Remnants of the Indus have been found as far north as the Himalayas and as far south as Mumbai. It was the earliest known urban culture of the subcontinent and it boasted two large cities, one at Harappa and one at Mohenjo-daro. Yet despite its size and longevity, and despite nearly a century of archaeological investigations, much about the Indus remains shrouded in mystery. more

A maharaja in Marylebone

Last heard of when Christie’s put up two strands of the famous seven-strand Baroda necklace for sale, fetching some $7.1 million, the Maharaja of Baroda, Ranjitsingh Gaekwad is now in London for an exhibition of his paintings, Of Goats and Kings and Some Such Things. In the Evening Standard, Godfrey Barker meets this man of many parts (thanks to Reshmi Dasgupta for the link).

The maharaja at Indar Pasricha Gallery/pic: Evening Standard

The maharaja at Indar Pasricha Gallery/pic: Evening Standard

The Maharajah of Baroda has arrived in London, his name trailing 150 years of jewels, health and social eminence.

Nawabs and princes, most of them genuine, crowded to his art opening, Of Goats and Kings and Some Such Things, three weeks ago in W2, and you should not miss the Maharajah’s highly successful drawings and bronze sculptures at the Indar Pasricha gallery at 22 Connaught Street, hard by Fortress Blair.

A handful are still left after 12 sales and on offer until 31 July at prices that are much too low – between £2,000 and £5,000.

His Highness was last heard of in April 2007 when two strands of the Baroda pearl necklace, the greatest of his family heirlooms, went to Christie’s New York and yielded $7.1 million – far and away a record for any pearl sale in the world – for the Maharajah’s depleted co¬ffers. A record it should have been; for the Baroda seven-strand pearls, which have graced Indian princesses, maharanis and the maharajahs themselves, have no equal anywhere. more

Another reason to be gay

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A cultural hub during the British Raj era, it’s curtains up once again at Shimla’s Gaeity Theatre, writes Chander Suta Dogra in Outlook

Way in May 1887, in the heyday of the Raj, Shimla’s Gaiety Theatre opened with the play Time Will Tell. Who would have known then what time really had in store for this splendid building which became a prime hub of cultural and social activity. Twenty-five years after it was built, Gaiety Theatre, nestling on the Mall below Shimla’s cedar-rimmed ridge, had become a crumbling edifice, and was destined for demolition. Its two top floors were lopped off as it struggled to retain some semblance of its former glory. But last week, a new act opened at Gaiety-one with a happy ending-with the completion of an ambitious and painstaking restoration project.

The restoration, which took five years, is the result of a rare mix of private effort and government support. It all began in the early ’80s, though, when Jennifer Kendal Kapoor, who had performed several times at the Gaiety along with her parents’ travelling theatre company, Shakespeariana, first took interest in its restoration. INTACH was roped in and Ved Segan, the Mumbai architect who built the new Prithvi Theatre, was sent to have a look. “It took us a good 15 years to decide whether something the British had condemned for demolition should be restored at all. But we have done it, and now it is up to those who run it to ensure it’s used for the purpose for which it has been restored,” Segan told Outlook. “Even though Jennifer is not alive to see it today, I am satisfied that I have kept my word to her,” he added. Jennifer and Shashi Kapoor’s daughter Sanjana visited the theatre after it was thrown open to the public in Shimla last week, and expressed keenness to develop an association between Prithvi and Gaiety. “The last time Laura and Jeffery Kendal (Jennifer’s parents) performed here was in 1984, and though I was a child, I remember managing the backstage and sound for them. I have an emotional bond with this place and would like to link the two institutions by holding summer workshops for children here,” she said. more

Mumbai’s Watson’s Hotel to shut 140 years after being shipped from England

It was fabricated in England and built on site. An entry in Wikipedia says it is India’s oldest surviving cast iron building. Barney Henderson reports from Mumbai in the Telegraph, UK:

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Designed by Rowland Mason Ordish, who is known for his detailed work on the single-span roof of St Pancras station, and named for its original owner, John Watson, it was the height of colonial opulence.

“Watson’s is supremely historically important,” said Abha Narain Lambah, a conservation architect with the Urban Design Research Institute in Mumbai.

Mark Twain stayed at the hotel in 1896, where he wrote about Bombay’s crows from his window in *Following the Equator*.

Noted for its external cast-iron frame that was made in England then shipped to India, the 98 x 30 ft atrium served as a home-from-home for European guests. At its peak, the hotel, which had a strict whites-only policy, employed English waitresses in its lavish bars and restaurant, prompting the joke: “If only Watson had imported the English weather as well”. More:

[Photo: Wiki]

The work of art in a city of heat and dust

Aditya Dev Sood at 3quarksdaily

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The walled city of Old Delhi, the one with the Red Fort from which generations of Mughals ruled, and which was eventually sacked by British troops in 1857, is but a kernel of the whole today. By 1911 its walls were being dismantled by the imperial architects Lutyens and Baker, the better to be integrated into the New Delhi they were creating. At partition about a million people were freighted into the city from all parts of what had become Pakistan, and they were allotted plots in new neighborhoods to the west and south of Lutyens’ Delhi. By delhi_mapthe 1950s, different kinds of urban elites were pooling their resources to invest in housing societies, which bought up agricultural land along a southern ring, stretching from the Army Cantonment in the west through to the Yamuna River to the east. They swallowed whole farming settlements into the south Delhi that they built, creating newly urbanized villages that sometimes suddenly irrupt its urban fabric today. Seventeen million people now live in the National Capital Region, which encompasses the informational suburb of Gurgaon to the far south, as well as the unhappily named New Okhla Industrial Development Area, NOIDA, the city’s more intellectual Left Bank, which is accessed via multiple utilitarian bridges across dispiriting stretches of the shriveled and fetid sludge that is the Yamuna.

What kind of art should be associated with this great and emerging city today? This difficult, pressing, and largely unasked question has found a bold new answer in the form of its first public arts festival, named 48°C.

The festival’s title refers to the hottest temperature ever recorded in Delhi and has environmental concerns as one of its unifying themes. Its curator and artistic director Pooja Sood (no relation) also runs Khoj, an artists’ collective in the city that has made its reputation supporting young and experimental artists and new media art. Participating artists from India and around the world have been moved to address the uprooting of trees, plastic trash, desertification, the pollution of rivers, but also to explore herbal gardens, the emotional associations of natural fragrances, vertical and urban farming. more:

[Photo of baoli by I Go Splat / CC]

The fantasy of orientalism in Madras’s architecture

Malavika Karlekar in The Telegraph, Calcutta:

Around the same time, the sea wall around the heavily guarded Fort St George at Madras was built. Its construction, as well as that of the sewers in the Black Town, required knowledge of local conditions and materials – an expertise that was easily available with Indians enlisted for the job. A port city till well into the 19th century, Madras consisted of the walled Black Town of “native” settlements. To its south was the Fort and beyond stood Chepauk Palace, home to the Nawabs of Carnatic. They patronized a Muslim courtly culture and had well-known Sufi scholar-mystics as guests. While there were some feeble attempts at bringing about an interface between cultures through, for instance the Cosmopolitan Club, Jayewardene-Pillai argues that it was the dynamism of the governor, Francis Napier, that led to “a peculiar and unexpected hybrid imperial architectural style”. And Robert Chisholm was the man chosen to design and implement the construction of many of these buildings. In the 1860s, the government of Madras launched a competition for the best plans for Presidency College and the Senate House of the university and 17 proposals were received; the judges decided on the designs of Robert Chisholm, an executive engineer in Bengal’s public works’ department. More:

Cracking the Indus Valley script

Scientists have moved closer to deciphering the Indus Valley script, believed to be one of the three oldest languages. The language was spoken at least 4,000 years ago between 2500 and 1900 BC in what is now north-west India and the eastern part of Pakistan.

Earlier studies by linguists and historians claimed that the script did not represent language but is religious or political imagery. Now, a team of Indian scientists has reported in the latest of Science that the script is indeed a language.

The team: Rajesh P.N. Rao, computer scientist from the University of Washington; Hrishikesh Joglekar, a software engineer in Oracle India, Mumbai; R. Adhikari, faculty of the physics department at the Institute of Mathematical Sciences, Chennai; and I. Mahadevan, researcher at the Indus Research Centre, Chennai, Nisha Yadav from the Tata Institute of Fundamental Research and Mayank N. Vahia from the Centre for Excellence in Basic Sciences in Mumbai.

Examples of the Indus script

Examples of the Indus script

Mint newspaper’s science reporter Seema Singh has a very good story that explains the background and the significance:

Among the linguistic scripts, texts of English, Old Tamil, Rig Vedic Sanskrit and of the Sumerian language spoken in Mesopotamia, another civilization that thrived around 4,000 years ago, were used for comparison. What was compared was the permissible randomness in choosing a sequence. It is this randomness, which allows flexibility in composing words or sentences. But even within this randomness, there is always a clear pattern in a script that represents a language. In contrast, DNA sequences are completely random.

The results show that the Indus inscriptions were different from any of the non-linguistic systems, says Rao of the University of Washington. The finding of the study marks a considerable leap from a provocative 2004 paper titled The Collapse of the Indus-Script Thesis that claimed the short inscriptions had no linguistic content, somewhat implying that the literacy of the Harappan civilization was a myth. Its lead author offered a $10,000 (Rs5 lakh) reward to whoever produced an Indus artefact that contained more than 50 symbols. More:

The following from Science Daily:

The Rosetta Stone allowed 19th century scholars to translate symbols left by an ancient civilization and thus decipher the meaning of Egyptian hieroglyphics.

But the symbols found on many other ancient artifacts remain a mystery, including those of a people that inhabited the Indus valley on the present-day border between Pakistan and India. Some experts question whether the symbols represent a language at all, or are merely pictograms that bear no relation to the language spoken by their creators.

A University of Washington computer scientist has led a statistical study of the Indus script, comparing the pattern of symbols to various linguistic scripts and nonlinguistic systems, including DNA and a computer programming language. The results, published online April 23 by the journal Science, found the Indus script’s pattern is closer to that of spoken words, supporting the hypothesis that it codes for an as-yet-unknown language. More:

Also read Wired and New Scientist stories

Nepal under Maoism: War without bloodshed

From The Economist:

dahalNEPAL’S Maoist prime minister, Pushpa Kamal Dahal, or “Prachanda” (fierce), recently said that running a country was harder than running a guerrilla war. He should not have been surprised. The Maoist-led coalition government was formed after the ex-guerrillas pulled off a stunning election victory last April, just two years after they tramped in from the jungle. It faced three giant tasks: to bring better government to one of South Asia’s poorest countries; to help sustain a peace process that followed a bitter, decade-long struggle; and to preside over the writing of a new constitution. Achieving all this, within the 30-month term allotted to a government, was bound to be difficult. Yet there is now a growing fear that failure-in a country that has seen civil war, a royal coup, the abolition of the monarchy, huge protests and an ethnically based rebellion in recent years-may spark a fresh crisis before long.

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Nepal’s royal palace: Versailles in green nylon

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THE stuffed tigers have seen better days. The big dynastic portraits, of double-chinned Nepali princes and their fair-skinned consorts, are catching dust. But the Narayanhiti Palace, Kathmandu’s recently-vacated royal residence, is less remarkable for its faded splendour than for its dreadful modern design.

Completed in 1969, on the site of an older palace, it is built in concrete and marble, with acres of laminated wood panelling and hideous pink carpet. The royal bedchamber, last occupied by King Gyanendra, whose 2005 coup led to the abolition last year of his 240-year-old Shah dynasty, is rather poky. A bedside clutter of family snapshots and porcelain knick-knacks is simply poignant.

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Battle royale for heritage tourism

The former maharajas of two Indian states — Rajasthan and Madhya Pradesh — are vying for a piece of the heritage pie. From The Hindustan Times:

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Moolah and the makeover: Gargi Gupta on how the Rajasthan royals are pushing their brand:

The Bhagwat Prakash Mahal in the Zenana Mahal is a relatively modern addition to the 16th century Udaipur City Palace. It was built in 1939 as the special quarters of the bride of the then heir apparent, Bhagwat Singh. Today the rooms, meticulously renovated to preserve their quaint Art Deco styling, form the kernel of a specialised gallery showcasing the palace’s rare collection of photographs.

This gallery, which opened on March 1, is the first step in a major conservation plan for the palace, helped along by $150,000 from the Getty Foundation, which envisages adding a children’s play area, among other conveniences, for the lakhs who visit Udaipur every year. More:

Rising from the ruins: Mini Pant Zachariah on the emerging competition from Madhya Pradesh:

Raja Saliwahan Jamnia gives new meaning to single-hand driving as he manoeuvres his black Scorpio through recently harvested fields. En route from Mhow to Jamnia Fort, his ancestral abode, he waves out to villagers, greeting everyone with Jai Onkareshwar, the name of his family’s ruling deity.

Princely states may be no more, but Jamnia is still addressed as raja and his wife Riteshwari as rani saheb. Dressed in olive green corduroy trousers and a mauve T-shirt, this 44-year-old ‘king’ of a state that ruled over 86 villages is not averse to riding a tractor to plough the 200 acres of land that is now the family’s main source of income. His dream is to transform the eight-room Jamnia Fort and its adjoining ruins into a heritage hotel. More:

[Photo of Udaipur City Palacy by closelyobserved.com, under Creative Commons license]

‘Tiger of Mysore’ relic for sale

antiqueFrom The Times:

A golden tiger’s head from the throne of Tipu Sultan – an Indian king famed for resisting British rule – is to go on auction in London next week, less than a month after a sale of Mahatma Gandhi’s belongings sparked an outcry in India.

The gem-encrusted figure due to go on sale at Bonhams on April 2 is considered one of the most important relics of Tipu Sultan, who ruled the southern kingdom of Mysore from 1782-1799 and is renowned as India’s first freedom fighter.

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Prophet’s tomb Pearl Carpet sells for $5m

The Pearl Carpet of Baroda, commissioned in India 150 years ago to decorate the tomb of the Prophet Muhammad in Medina, has been auctioned in Qatar. A report from Doha in The National:

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A carpet made of pearls, diamonds, gold, rubies, emeralds and glass beads yesterday sold for US$4.8 million (Dh17.6m), the highest ever paid for a carpet.

The Pearl Carpet of Baroda, an intended gift for the tomb of the Prophet Mohammed, was the highlight of Sotheby’s two-day Arts of the Islamic World auction in Doha.

A masterpiece in its own right, the carpet consists of more than two million “Basra” seed pearls, sewed together to form the bed of the carpet, and a colour scheme designed with hundreds of glass beads, gold- set diamonds weighing 400 carats and precious stones.

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The problem of cultural property

At a time of resurgent nationalisms, how do we resuscitate the universal ideal that the heritage of others is the heritage of all? Kanishk Tharoor in The Guardian:

Though less contentious – an Indian businessman stepped in to buy the items and will gift them to the Indian government – the flap over Gandhi’s belongings was not without drama of its own. Indian court injunctions, fraught negotiations, and impromptu curb-side press conferences all failed to halt the sale of the objects. Their former owner, Californian hippie James Otis, is now on a 23-day fast to “cleanse his soul” in penance for prompting such a global fuss.

Otis’s conscience may soon be sparkling clean, but both controversies reveal the messy, volatile bounds of cultural property today. In our supposedly “multipolar” world, national sovereignty is back in vogue. Feuds like these are not isolated events, but are deeply connected to the buoyant nationalisms that threaten to define our age.

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Water and Sand in Rajasthan

In the Great Indian Desert - the most inhabited in the world - development efforts to bring in clean water and spur tourism are resulting in the erosion of historic sandstone Jaisalmer Fort. From Seed:

Photo: Peter Davis / Flickr

Photo: Peter Davis / Flickr

Before sunset, we reach the extraordinary Jaisalmer Fort, a sand castle finer than anything Disney could conceive, perched high atop Trikuta Hill. The golden sandstone fort was built in 1156 on the lucrative camel-train spice route linking India to Central Asia, and it’s still home to 5,000 people, making it one of only two living forts in India. Jaisalmer is also believed to be the oldest continuously lived-in fort in the world. And yet the structure is sodden and crumbling. Three of its 99 bastions have collapsed since the 1990s, earning it the dubious distinction of being one of the 100 most endangered sites on the World Monuments Watch list.

While the relatively new water infrastructure has allowed both crops and tourism to flourish, more than 120 liters of water per person pass through the fort’s decrepit sewer system on a weekly basis, 12 times its intended capacity. The result? Sewage courses down the honey-colored walls, creating huge cracks in the sandstone.

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Beer baron gets some glasses

Posted by Namita Bhandare: My column in DNA (Mumbai) on why the hoo-haa over ’saving’ Gandhi’s legacy is a load of crap

The controversy over the auction of Mahatma Gandhi’s meagre possessions –his glasses, a pair of leather slippers, a pocket watch and a brass bowl and plate — has ended in a bleeding shame.

First, is the irony of a liquor baron ’saving’ Gandhi’s ‘legacy’. The ‘king of good times’, Vijay Mallya, is hardly the model of the Gandhian ideal of renunciation and sacrifice. And I’m certainly not suggesting that prohibition is the way forward but unless the Indian government has had a change of heart (and it is high time — pun unintended –it stopped serving apple juice instead of wine at official banquets), surely there is some awkwardness in getting Mallya to act on its behalf.

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Must-see endangered cultural treasures

Smithsonian spotlights 15 “must-see endangered cultural sites… Each testifies to our urge to build and create; each reminds us of how much we stand to lose.” Among the 15 is the Jaisalmer Fort in India whi has “withstood earthquakes and sandstorms for a millenia, but now shifts and crumbles.” Anika Gupta in the Smithsonian Magazine:

 View of Jaisalmer Fort, built in 1156

View of Jaisalmer Fort, built in 1156

The fort’s main gate, 60 feet tall and carved from Indian rosewood, has a crack that, according to legend, appeared when a Hindu saint crossed the threshold. Three concentric rings of sandstone walls open onto homes, stables and palaces that once housed Rajput kings. In contrast to the plain walls, these bear elaborate designs. Carvings of chariot wheels, fruit and flowers emerge from soft marble. Scalloped archways guard the walkways between buildings. Ornamented screens shade royal apartments.

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And click here to read about the other must-see endangered cultural treasures.

Lahore’s very own Delhi 6?

A mixed neighbourhood, wonderful used book shops and bakery shops that sold the yummiest cream rolls. Darwaish goes down memory lane in All Things Pakistan

lahoreI grew up in Androon Shehr (old city) of Lahore in the 1980s.

Most of my childhood and teenage years were spent in my Nana Jan’s house located at Lodge Road in Old Anarkali. It was an old but large house, left by a Hindu migrant family, located inside a narrow street of hundreds of years old neighborhood with Jain Mandir (when it existed) just two blocks away and Mall Road merely a ten minutes walk.

Nana used to tell us that Gayan Chand, the head of that Hindu family, spent three long years building this house and it was a strange twist of fate that finally when it got completed in 1947 and he was just about to move in, partition took place. Not only did he lose his newly built house but he also had to flee the city where his forefathers had lived for centuries. Just like Nana Jan had to leave everything behind when he migrated from Amritsar, a high price that millions of people paid in 1947.

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Monumental disappointment

In Mint Lounge, Sidin Vadukut takes a trip to the Taj Mahal, Agra, and finds out how poorly we treat one of the world’s greatest works of art:

And then we saw a lady in a shimmering yellow sequin-studded sari suddenly emerge from behind a bush, quickly drape one end of the sari over her head and shuffle away. There was a large wet puddle behind the bush where she had just relieved herself in the Mughal lawns in front of the Taj.

After standing in another line to get inside the monument we took one of the less crowded, longer paths around the lawns to go back. Mistake. This route turned out to be Urination Alley. Several men stood leaning against trees while little children, egged on by their mothers, squatted by the edge of the walkways. We didn’t wait to look at the Taj reflected in their pools of water.

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Gandhi’s glasses for sale

From The Telegraph, UK:

 Gandhi: Gandhi gave his metal rimmed, circular lensed glasses to an army colonel with the words: 'These gave me the vision to free India'  Photo: AP

Gandhi gave his metal rimmed, circular lensed glasses to an army colonel with the words: 'These gave me the vision to free India'

The sandals were given to a British army officer in 1931 prior to the Round Table talks in London that were held to discuss Indian self rule. Gandhi gave his metal rimmed, circular lensed glasses to an army colonel with the words: “These gave me the vision to free India.”

His Zenith pocket watch was given to his grand niece, Abha Gandhi, his assistant of six years, in whose arms he died after being shot in 1948.

As Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi, commonly known as Mahatma, had few possessions these items are of huge interest and are expected to well exceed the estimate of £30,000.

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