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Sunday, December 1, 2013

WOMEN’S VOTEBANK – A Distant Dream?

WOMEN’S VOTEBANK – A Distant Dream?

WOMEN CENTRIC VOTE BANKS FOR EMANCIPATION OF WOMEN IN INDIA

Musings

VIKRAM KARVE

ELECTION DAY IN GIRINAGAR – An Apocryphal Story By Vikram Karve

This happened a few years ago when I lived at a place called Girinagar near Pune.

“I want the day off,” Sushila, our maid, asked my wife.

“Why?” my wife asked.

“We have to vote. Today is election day,” she said.

“That’s good,” I said.

I was quite surprised at Sushila’s eagerness to vote because Sushila was totally illiterate.

Yes, she lived just a few kilometres away from a modern city like Pune (often called the “Oxford of the East”) – yet, like so many others, she could not read or write.

But her keenness to vote indicated what a vibrant democracy we were.

“Who are you going to vote for?” I asked, in jest.

She told me a symbol – “I am going to vote for XXX symbol,” Sushila said.

“But why?” I asked.

“WE have decided,” she said.

“WE” meant her husband.

Apparently, her husband had gone for a “meeting” and it was decided that the entire neighbourhood will vote for XXX symbol.

“So you vote for XXX symbol every time,” I asked her.

“No, last time we all voted for YYY symbol,” she said.

“Why?” I asked.

“Because “WE” had decided,” she said.

Of course, she did not know anything about the ideology of the political parties to which the symbols XXX and YYY belonged.

It was none of her business.

Before every election, it was the men who had a meeting and decided who to vote for and the women dutifully complied.

(Of course, the men had a “leader” who guided them in these matters)

Like Sushila’s husband, most of the men in that area were drunkards who lived off their wives’ earnings.

But all that did not matter.

In the patriarchal society that prevailed, the women dutifully obeyed their men, even if the men were good-for-nothing drunkards.

So, in Sushila’s family of 7 voters (she, her husband, her two sons and daughters-in-law, and unmarried daughter), all would be voting for the symbol XXX which had been “decided”.

Added up, it was quite a large number of votes in the locality, and since they all of them voted en-bloc for a certain “symbol” it was quite a sizeable “votebank”.

A few more such solid votebanks could ensure victory in the election, as the victory of the XXX candidate proved.

Around 3 in the afternoon we saw Sushila standing near our gate.

“Have you voted?” I asked her.

“No,” she said.

“Voting time will be over soon. Why didn’t you vote in the morning?” I said.

“They haven’t come to take us,” she said.

A friend of mine who had come over and was hearing the conversation said, “Don’t you know? Someone has to come and take them to the polling booth in a vehicle – and then give them some inducement, here it is mostly liquor – only after that will they vote.”

After some time I saw a van arrive to take all them for voting.

In the evening we saw Sushila’s husband and her sons lurching in a drunken manner on the road, as were most men.

It was obvious that liquor was flowing freely on election day (though strictly speaking it was a “dry day”)

At night, when Sushila came to work, we saw tears in her eyes.

She said that her husband and her sons were drunk – and her husband had thrashed her as he always did when he was drunk, and one of her sons had thrashed his wife too.

“See,” my wife said to Sushila, “you voted for the person who gave liquor to your husband and sons – you all women voted for those who are causing you harm.”

What an irony!

Why do women vote for someone who causes them more harm than good?

IS IT POSSIBLE TO HAVE A WOMEN’S VOTEBANK ?

Isn’t it a similar story everywhere?

We see media reports of male chauvinistic politicians who make derogatory remarks about women from time to time.

Is it possible for them to get elected unless women vote for them?

After all, women comprise 50% of the electorate.

Though it is a secret ballot, obviously, most women do not vote independently and freely for that candidate or party who may best serve women’s interests.

In our patriarchal culture it is the men who decide who to vote for and women comply meekly.

That is why votebanks are male-centric.

And that is why many politicians have no qualms about denigrating the dignity of women by making tasteless comments, because they are confident that women will still vote for them.

In a democracy like India, the only way women can emancipate themselves is to organize themselves into a formidable women’s votebank.

A women’s votebank will have 50% of all voter strength.

The women’s votebank will be larger than all other votebanks put together and it will be the women’s votebank which will decide the results of the elections.

Women have to emancipate themselves, not depend on men to do so, especially when democracy has given them the opportunity to do so.

I wonder why women politicians are not taking the initiative to consolidate women’s votebanks to address and mitigate women’s issues?

For example, in the place I mentioned, alcoholism was a major issue which was affecting most womenfolk.

If all the women had got together and decided to vote en-bloc for that candidate who promised in his manifesto to shut the liquor shops and introduce prohibition of alcohol in the area, would it not have been better for the women?

A strong women’s votebank will ensure that political parties include women’s issues like safety, security, gender equality etc in their manifestos and try to implement them otherwise the women may throw them out in the next election, or better still have their own candidate.

I feel that the best solution to achieve betterment of women in a secular democracy like India is to have a strong women’s votebank cutting across caste, creed, linguistic and religious lines and including all women.

We have all sorts of votebanks.

Isn’t it high time for a gender based women’s votebank which can be a game changer in Indian Politics?

VIKRAM KARVE

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PUNE – A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE Part 2 - TEA TOWN PUNE

MEMORIES OF YESTERYEAR PUNE - Part 2
By
VIKRAMKARVE

Continued from Part 1 - Walking Down Main Street in Yesteryear Pune:

http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2013/12/pune-trip-down-memory-lane-part-1.html

PUNE – A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE

Part 2

TEA TOWN PUNE
Reminiscences of Yesteryear Poona
By
VIKRAM KARVE

Pune is a Tea Town.

But soon it may not be so, because the culture of Pune is fast changing.

Youngsters don’t drink tea anymore – they consider it infra dig to have a cup of tea.

Yes, the young and the restless prefer Coffee.

(Of course, many youngsters prefer stronger, more intoxicating, beverages like Beer, Vodka, Whisky, Rum and suchlike Spirits)

And mind you, youngsters no longer like the rejuvenating cup of pea-berry-plantation filter coffee served by the Udipi restaurants, which we used to love.

They prefer the expensive stylish alien international coffees served at posh Baristas, CCD’s and high-falutin coffee shops proliferating rapidly all over Pune.

Just imagine, the other day I could not get a cup of decent tea in a multiplex but there were plenty of varieties of exotic coffee all around. These exotic coffees are quite “alien” to the Indian style and do not fortify you like the strong cup of Indian Filter Coffee or perk you up like a cuppa of Amrut tulya tea does.

Going back to my childhood days in 1960s, Pune was a 100% “TEA TOWN”.

In Pune (or Poona as it was known then) everyone drank tea, except some quirky upaas type aunts who insisted on drinking coffee.

There were chiefly two types of tea for the laid-back discerning gourmet Punekar to relish:

1. The tasty flavoursome Amrut-Tulya Chaha at the ubiquitous Amrutatulya Tea Shops at every nook and corner of Pune

and

2. The peerless inimitable Irani Chai served by the numerous Irani Restaurants across the city. Places like Café Naaz, Lucky, Good Luck, Volga, Vahuman etc were popular for their tasty chai.

Indeed Amrut-tulya Chaha and Irani Chai are an important aspect of the culinary heritage of our Pune.

Irani Chai is the most rejuvenating beverage I have ever had.

They keep the steaming rich tea brew and hot milk in separate containers and mix it in just the right proportion to get the terrific inimitable pinkish Gulabi Chai.

A few years ago I got a shock of my life when I discovered a Barista coffee shop in place of my favourite Naaz.

Yes, my favourite Irani Restaurants, Naaz, Lucky and many others have disappeared and only the redoubtable Good Luck at Deccan Gymkhana remains.

Amrut-tulya Chaha Tea Shops too are fast vanishing.

The one nearest to where I lived on Tilak Road in Sadashiv Peth in the 1960’s next to Ashok Bakery has disappeared few years ago.

Further down the road past SP College towards Maharashtra Mandal there still exist the legendary Ambika and New Ambika Amrutatulyas.

A friend of mine used to savour his morning cuppa in Ambika and his evening cup of tea in New Ambika.

If you look around you will still find a number of Amrut-tulyas in the heart of Pune city though in the newly developed cosmopolitan suburbs there are Tapris.

Amrut means nectar and tulya means comparable, so “Amrut Tulya” means “Comparable to Nectar” and indeed, true to its name, Amrut-tulya tea is comparable to nectar – sweet, ambrosial like the elixir of life!

I love watching Amrut-tulya chaha being prepared.

They prepare tea in front of you in a brass vessel.

The speciality of this vessel is that as it starts ageing, the tea becomes tastier.

Milk and water are boiled together, with plenty of sugar, cardamom powder, crushed ginger and tea leaves, stirring continuously to make sure it concoction does not overflow.

The aroma of this tea is tempting enough to pull you inside for a hot cup of tea.

As an ardent tea lover, I am glad to share a recipe of traditional Amrut-tulya chaha

RECIPE FOR AMRUTATULYA CHAHA (Amrut Tulya Tea)

Ingredients

Tea Leaf: If you live in Pune, get the famous CTC+OP (CTC – Crush, Tear, Curl; OP – Orange Pekoe; BOP – Broken Orange Pekoe) family mixture tea powder from any of the tea depot located in the heart of Pune City. If you prefer branded tea, you may use some good Assam CTC tea. You may also use a strong leaf tea brand like Wagh Bakri if you prefer.

Full Cream Buffalo Milk
Fresh Water
Sugar
Fresh Ginger Crushed (Better still you can crush the juicy fresh ginger with the chimta directly into the water-milk concoction to let the ginger juices flow out and blend in smoothly.
Cardamom (Elaichi) – peel, crush and powder the pods

Please remember that Amrutatulya tea is not your traditional masala chai so please do not add any tea masalas or spices like clove, cinnamon, black peppercorns or herbs like gavati chaha (lemon grass), tulsi leaves etc.

Also remember it is not the khada chamach or cutting chai, so please don’t boil away to glory.

Method of “cooking” Amrut Tulya Chaha

In a brass vessel [or stainless steel, if you can’t get a brass vessel] mix one cup of water and one cup of milk.
Add four teaspoons of sugar.
Put on the stove on medium heat.
Squeeze in a bit of fresh crushed ginger and add a pinch of cardamom powder and the freshly crushed peel.
Lightly and lovingly stir the concoction, let it warm and bring it to boil.
Add two teaspoons of tea powder and keep stirring gently to ensure the boiling concoction does not spill over.
Keep boiling till the tea attains bright golden-orange colour.
The moment you see a reddish tinge, give the heavenly brew a loving last stir, twirl the vessel and sieve the Amrut Tulya Nectar Tea, your Special Chaha, directly into the cups.

You can drink Amrutatulya Chaha from your cup.

But you will enjoy Amrutatulya Tea better if you drink it from the saucer sucking and pulling in the yummy liquid with your lips and let it deliciously emulsify on your tongue for that heavenly elevating feeling.

Sip the delicious tea slowly and mindfully, roll it on your tongue, let it mingle in your palate, close your eyes, absorb, discern the flavour, the rich taste, relish every sip lovingly.

Amrutatulya Chaha is truly lip-smacking tasty and soul refreshing, blissful ambrosia, an experience of nectar – you can take my word for it.

Once you taste it you know why they call this refreshingly delicious and nourishing tea Amrut Tulya “comparable to Nectar” Chaha.

Cheers!!!

Enjoy your cup of special Puneri Amrutatulya nectar tea.

If you are a true blue Punekar, don’t head for the nearest coffee shop or watering hole like a beer bar or a booze shop – just look around for an Amrutatulya Tea Shop and rejuvenate yourself with a cuppa.

VIKRAM KARVE

Vikram Karve has asserted his right under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 to be identified as the author of this work.

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PUNE - A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE - Part 1 - Walking Down Main Street (MG Road)

MEMORIES OF YESTERYEAR PUNE
By
VIKRAMKARVE

When I was a small boy, and later as a youth too, whenever I visited Pune Camp, I browsed Books at Manneys, relished Mutton Samosas and Irani Chai at Naaz, enjoyed a movie at West End Cinema, and had a delicious Chinese Meal at Kamling.

All these iconic places may have shut down, but they remain firmly entrenched in my memory.

However, most youngsters have never heard of Manneys, Naaz, West End, Kamling and many such institutions which were an important part of Pune.

Pune has changed, especially after the IT Boom, and with the increasing cosmopolitan culture, Pune is being rapidly transformed into a faceless metropolis.

The Pune we once knew no longer exists.

Sometime back, when I was in a nostalgic mood, I walked down memory lane and wrote a series of articles on the Pune of Yesteryear.

I am going to post these nostalgic articles once more for you to read.

Here is Part 1 - A Walk Down Main Street

PUNE – A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE

Part 1

A Walk Down Main Street in Yesteryear Pune

VIKRAM KARVE

Pune, the Queen of the Deccan, in the 1960s and 1970s, was indeed a “paradise” – one of the best places to live in.

Life was good. It was easy to be happy. The threshold of our happiness was so low that it was very easy to be happy.

We lived on Tilak Road, in Sadashiv Peth, and one of our most enjoyable highlights was the occasional visit to Pune Camp – to see the latest Hollywood Movie in royal style relaxing on those unique easy chairs at the inimitable West End Cinema, relishing tasty mouth-watering bites and soothing thirst-quenching sips at the Soda Fountain during the interval, followed by a leisurely stroll on Main Street (MG Road) and East Street, window-shopping, bird-watching and snacking, a nourishing fulfilling satiating continental Breakfast at Greenfields, maybe a browse at Manney’s, and then a hearty Chinese meal at Kamling or Chung Fa, or a Mughlai repast at Latif, or Punjabi Food at Kwality, Biryani at Dorabjee or George, or Sizzlers at The Place (the first Sizzler Place in India) next to Manney’s. The icing on the cake was a Meetha Masala Pan at George to carry home with us the lingering flavour and fragrance of the delightful evening.

Let me take you back in time, to those glorious days.

So come with me, Dear Reader, and let’s start from the West End of Main Street and stroll down memory lane.

Opposite West End there is Naaz, so let’s go in and relish those delectable Mutton Samosas, Bun Maska and refreshing Irani style Chai.

A few years later, Naaz split into two – a Non-Veg Naaz at the original location and a Veg Naaz at the other end of the building, towards George. “Liberalisation” and “Globalisation” took its it toll and in due course the Non-Veg Naaz was replaced by a Barista and then the Veg Naaz by a shoe store. Greenfields, the delicious breakfast place at the other end of Main Street has disappeared too.

Next we stop at Pasteur Bakery, for here we are going to sample their signature Almond Macaroons – wonderful, divine, scrumptious crisp crunchy crust, sumptuous rich moist chew, the lingering heavenly flavour of almonds, luxuriant sweetness, supreme, unforgettable, unsurpassed, fantastic – the best Macaroon I have ever tasted.

And then there is the one and only Marz-o-rin next door for Chicken Rolls, Sandwiches and Cold Coffee. I am so happy that Marz-o-rin still retains its friendly character and is still going strong, becoming better each day. The signature dish of Marz-o-rin is the Chicken Roll – it is matchless. I have tasted Chicken Rolls all over the place but there is nothing like the lip smacking one served by Marz-o-rin. Generous boneless pieces of delicious chicken, the lip smacking mayonnaise, and the soft mellifluous roll yummy treat I love it. If you are vegetarian, try the slightly tangy tomato and green chutney vegetable sandwiches. And wash it down with a cold coffee.

Well that is what we old fogies always did in the good old days and still do whenever we visit Marz-o-rin.

Earlier it was chicken roll, vegetable sandwiches and cold coffee for me, but now there are many more delightful options, and comfortable seating upstairs and friendly atmosphere in the balcony where you can sit and observe the goings on below while enjoying your snack.

I like the hot bakes, especially the Bean Bake Chicken or Cheese, Macaroni, and Spaghetti with the zesty sauces. And, of course, there are all kinds of excellent Burgers, Rolls and Sandwiches, including whole wheat versions for the health-conscious foodies.

“Health-conscious Foodie” - now that's a nice oxymoron, isn’t it…?

The chillers are exciting too Kool-Blue or Green Apple on a hot and sultry afternoon. And there a variety of juices, shakes, and ice creams to choose from. You can try what you want, everything is appetizing and tasty, but remember, in Marz-o-rin you must relish the Chicken Rolls, vegetable sandwiches and Cold Coffee for old times sake. And don't forget to take a yummy parcel for the folks at home…!

A bit ahead, across the road, there is Mona Food – whose delicious fulfilling chola bhatura is still unsurpassed but Mona Food is no longer the simple, unpretentious, no-nonsense value-for-money eatery it once was, but it is still worth a visit so we will relish those delectable chole bhature some other time – we want to keep our appetite for dinner, isn’t it…?

So let’s build up an appetite, and just stroll, past Needlewoman, D. Phillips, Imperial Hosiery, Footwear, Clothes, Sports, Stores and Shops of all kinds – window-shop and bird-watch. The old faithful die-hards still patronise these stores, but the youngsters prefer shopping in the glittering Malls proliferating all over Pune.

But before we decide where to go for dinner, let’s not forget to get those peerless Shrewsbury Biscuits, Wine Biscuits, Chocolate Walnut Cake and Cheese Papri from Kayani Bakery and my favourite irresistible Sev Barfi from Bhavnagari Sweets.

Hungry…?

In a mood for some delicious Chinese food.

Okay, let’s go to Kamling on East Street.

Kamling? Hey, where’s that? Kamling was the best Chinese Restaurant in Pune, famous for its signature pork dishes (especially the sweet and sour pork) and inimitable American Chopsuey.

Despite the fact that Kamling was patronised by number of distinguished personalities and famous film stars it always remained a down-to-earth affordable restaurant.

Snap to the present.

Kamling has vanished – and in its place there is Mayur Dining Hall where you can savour an excellent Vegetarian Thali.

And many other heritage places have disappeared too – like Naaz, Greenfields and the West End Cinema with its Soda Fountain and Lords, the best tailoring shop in Pune.

But many like Pasteur, Marz-o-rin, Mona Food, Dorabjee, Chung Fa, Sizzlers, Burger King, George and Bhavnagari Sweets (for delectable Sev Barfi) are still going strong, and Main Street still hasn’t lost its captivating charm.

Some eateries like Olympia on East Street, which once served delectable kababs and rolls, have transformed into new avatars.

I want to have a leisurely “heritage” meal.

I decide to head for Dorabjee.

So I walk leisurely towards Sarbatwala Chowk till I reach Dorabjee and Sons.

I dive in through the low entrance of Dorabjee’s and look around.

The eatery is crowded, with noisy families bashing away regardless greedily devouring the heaps food before them.

The mouth-watering aroma, and the sight of the appetizing food, creates in me such ravenous pangs of hunger that I quickly sit on the only vacant table and order a Mutton Biryani – the signature dish of Dorabjee.

As is the hallmark of authentic speciality cuisine restaurants the menu is select just a few choice dishes a single page.

There is Sali, Curry, Masala and Biryani in Mutton and Chicken; Kheema, Brain, Eggs, and combinations thereof, cutlets in gravy, and a few Veg dishes, for appearance sake.

On Sunday afternoons, you can have Dhansak, maybe on your way to the races in the season.

I spoon some Biryani onto my tongue, seal my lips, close my eyes, turn my senses inwards with full consciousness to imbibe and savour the unique medley of juices released by the succulent piece of mutton, the bitterish-sweet taste of the slightly burnt crisp fried onions, and the spicy flavoursome rice.

It is superlative delicious authentic cuisine at its best.

Dorabjee serves the best heritage mutton biryani in Pune – no doubt about it.

Yes, Blue Nile, George and Good Luck serve good heritage Biryani too and now there are many new high-falutin places in Pune which serve good biryani too but the charm of these heritage eateries remains.

I don’t know why, but it appears that, of late, the unpretentious Blue Nile is trying to masquerade as an upscale restaurant – the quality of the biryani is certainly not what it used to be.

But Dorabjee still remains the same, as if time has stood still.

The fervent atmosphere of the place and exquisite quality of the food is such that one can eat enthusiastically, with wholehearted zest and gusto, not apologetically and self-consciously, as one tends to do, trying to be prim and proper, in snobbish high-falutin restaurants.

At Dorabjee, you can enjoy every morsel of your food with passionate ardour; not apologetically and self-consciously, as one tends to do, trying to be prim and proper, in highfalutin restaurants.

And as I reach blissful satiety I realize that a well-filled stomach radiates a kind of spiritual happiness.

The ideal way to end this rich spicy repast is to cool it off with a Falooda. Falooda is to Mutton Biryani what Mastani is to Mutton Kolhapuri.

So I walk down Sachapir Street, cross Main Street, and head for Badshah on East Street to down a deliciously sweet and chilled Rose flavoured Royal Falooda.

Of course, what better way to conclude the nostalgic food walk than with a Meetha Masala Pan at George to carry home with you a lingering flavour and delightful elevating fragrance.

Pune may have changed and the “food district” may have shifted to Koregaon Park, but heritage institutions like Dorabjee, George and Kayani in Pune Camp and a few heritage eateries in Pune City still preserve the flavour of yesteryear Pune.

But these are a few exceptions as everything seems to be getting “standardized” and Pune’s unique culinary culture and landmark heritage foodie institutions are slowly vanishing.

Pune, the “Oxford of the East”, the “Queen of the Deccan”, the “Pensioners Paradise”, a city which once famous for its laid back lifestyle, lovely charm and unique identity of its own, is fast metamorphosing into a faceless metropolis.

VIKRAM KARVE

Vikram Karve has asserted his right under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 to be identified as the author of this work.

Disclaimer:

All stories in this blog are a work of fiction. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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