An Ode to Vikram Seth’s The Golden Gate

When the inimitable Mr Seth,
penned that beauty, The Golden Gate,
little did he dream that one day he would,
inspire a rhyme, that if it could,
serve as an ode to that gorgeous book,
and inspire others to take a look,

at a city he spied from across the bay,
its skyline rising on a gorgeous day,
from Indian rock out there in Berkeley,
or from the top of the campanile,
the fog framing its rolling hills,
lending its residents some shivers and chills,
and inspiring him, as if in a dream,
to voice his thoughts in a stream,
and pen a tale like none before,
one that would go down in lore.

When I first heard of this story in verse,
in iambic pentameter, and not at all terse,
I was in awe, as some thoughts arose,
grasping a book in poetry, not prose,
for the last of the epics that I knew with rhymes,
had been written in ancient times,
here was someone starting afresh,
and competing with the likes of Gilgamesh,
I decided then it was worth a read,
who knows after all, where it would lead?

and so one day, after a copy was mine,
I sat down to read, while it was still sunshine,
the pages, they went flying quickly past,
the next much more alluring than the last,
telling the tale with much charm and style,
with wit and verse taking it that extra mile,
the story of four friends, John and Jan,
Liz and Phil, and even Paul, the also-ran,
weaving the ups and downs of modern life,
of love and laughter, and of trouble and strife,
into a tapestry of colors bound together so well,
that the rhyme you read, must on it dwell.

The twists of fate they say have a will of their own,
and that you reap the seeds you’ve sown,
but I personally think these thoughts quite trite,
even though I may someday believe them right,
it’s hard not to get yourself drawn,
into the story, as it goes merrily on,
and pause to reflect on what things might’ve been,
if you yourself had been in the scene,

for, would you be that dreamer John,
on whom many a woman would fawn?
or perhaps you have all the charm and fizz,
of that lovable lawyer girl, Liz,
where would you be if your life was Phil’s,
trod upon, but bearing life no ills,
or for that matter, the sensible artist Jan,
making sculptures and paintings only as she can?

The tale is over then, it’s been sublime,
this quintessential californian novel in rhyme,
has done what it tried to strive
for, brought our four friends alive,
one is sad that this comes to pass,
the last page is finally turned, alas.

One day, walking around Dolores Park,
ideally of course, when it’s getting dark,
there is a spot where you can stand,
with someone you love, perhaps, close at hand,
and stare across, to the twinkling lights,
taking in the beautiful sights,
the bridge in the distance, all aglow,
zigzagging lights, a crown on show,

your mind’s at peace, your face a smile,
without you realizing all this while,
the wind blows from across the bay,
the trees in front of you lightly sway,
a fog horn in the distance calls,
and slowly then, a silence falls,
this enchanting city yet again enthralls,
a dreamer, but this time within its walls,
to pen a rhyme about this city fair,
the golden gate looks on, from somewhere out there.


PS. With all due inspiration to Vikram Seth.

Rain in the city by the bay

The skies of San Francisco have suddenly opened up in a torrential downpour, enveloping everything in sight and washing away the tiny pinpoints of light that dot the city in the cold embrace of an inky darkness. Outside my window, as I sit here writing in the warm environs of my living room, is a park across which in a small space between its boundary and the house next to it resides a homeless person.

He’s usually covered in plastics, some sort of light, a number of cushions and scavenged items in a shopping cart that I can only presume offer some protection from the elements. I generally try not to be affected by the plight of the homeless and the poor in this city, thinking about and eventually letting go of how unlucky they have been in life to be in the situation they’re in now.

But tonight, I can’t help but feel bad about what he must feel, huddled in the small space without a roof, trying his best to protect himself from the increasingly wild rain.

I can’t imagine the events that brought him to this, but I just wish life had been fairer to him.

The rights of LGBT vs non human persons in India

In its quest to make the world a better place, the Indian Ministry for Environments and Forests released the following regulation a few months ago, abolishing the use of dolphins in marine circuses and advising state governments to reject any proposals to establish any enterprise that directly or indirectly supports the capture of cetacean species.

Whereas cetaceans in general are highly intelligent and sensitive, and various scientists who have researched dolphin behavior have suggested that the unusually high intelligence; as compared to other animals means that dolphins should be seen as ‘non-human persons’ and as such should have their own specific rights and is morally unacceptable to keep them captive for entertainment purpose.

There has been a lot of misinterpretation behind this – but let me state that just being “seen” as a non human person doesn’t immediately grant them the rights thereof. Not that this isn’t already a great step towards guaranteeing rights for animals so that they aren’t mistreated. Organizations such as and others have welcomed this step and for good reason – barely any other countries follow this line of thought and I think it’s time they stepped up to do so.

The first impression on reading all the articles surrounding this statement was one of amusement, and a little bit of joy that finally, someone somewhere in the morass of Indian politics did something commendable on the world stage.

The very next thought jarred me though.

The Indian government has gone ahead and guaranteed special protections to an intelligent non human species, but has shown its inability to guarantee basic human rights to its LGBT citizens. I’ve noted elsewhere on this blog on why I think that was unacceptable – but seeing this in the light of that decision just makes the problems faced by the LGBT community in India that much more pressing.

On Decriminalizing Homosexuality in India

The entire internet is ablaze with headlines that tout how morally repressive, unconstitutional and barbaric the Supreme Court of India has been in upholding a section of the Indian constitution that criminalizes homosexuality. What happens between two consenting adults is entirely their business – obviously, within limits that do not endanger either them or society as a whole.  How is it becoming of a country that terms itself as a secular, liberal democracy to pass judgment on this under the rule of law?

As the world’s largest democracy, India has the ability to set a shining example in dealing with issues that can influence the way the world thinks – the denunciation of this very law last year by the Delhi High Court is a great example and was a treat to read,

If there is one constitutional tenet that can be said to be underlying theme of the Indian Constitution, it is that of ‘inclusiveness’. This Court believes that Indian Constitution reflects this value deeply ingrained in Indian society, nurtured over several generations. The inclusiveness that Indian society traditionally displayed, literally in every aspect of life, is manifest in recognising a role in society for everyone. Those perceived by the majority as “deviants’ or ‘different’ are not on that score excluded or ostracised.

The Supreme Court however has slunk away from its moral responsibility, and adhered to a technicality by proposing that amending laws such as these are the responsibility of the legislature, and not of the judiciary. Surely, if it isn’t judicial overreach in protecting rights, upholding liberty, and issuing diktats in the past about everything from red beacons on official cars to the state of pollution in the city of Delhi, then this must not be so either?

What matters is not that this law hasn’t yet been repealed by parliament. What parliament thinks of this law is irrelevant because it infringes on the very basic rights that should be enjoyed by every citizen of the country.

What worries me is that the premier representative body of the people does not have adequate representation of the section of society that this law affects. Nor are a large majority of Indian lawmakers either interested or courageous enough to drive home an act that is bound to affect their mandate, especially if they have conservative and religious groups backing them. The bitter fact is that too often has the judiciary been made the single point of appeal to the wrongdoings and misrule of the legislature – and frankly, unless there are sweeping changes in the mindsets of those who sit in parliament, things aren’t going to change.

If anything, this should be a warning sign for everyone who thinks of the judiciary as a panacea for all ailments that plague the government – judges too have their biases, and in taking this judgment, the bench has definitely shown its inability to think outside of the narrow moral constraints that plague society. One can only hope that there will be some recourse in this decision, driven by groups that will definitely lobby against it. But one way or another, there is an urgent need to rectify this gaping travesty on the face of providing equality and justice to every citizen of India.


It’s the beauty of perspective and the state of your mind that governs how you read this Calvin and Hobbes strip.


If you have the context that this is the last strip of the entire series, there wells up a feeling of nostalgia, almost a sadness that something so good is seemingly coming to an end. Of the familiar having been washed away, to be replaced by a blank slate. I say seemingly because some things are timeless – they never end, they cannot. They aren’t built that way.

But on the other hand, it has to be by far one of the most inspiring strips Bill Watterson ever created – full of promise, of worlds unexplored, of things to do, to go into the future with all the experiences and memories of the past, building upon them, and in every way bridging the past, the present and the future with all the positivity that you can muster.

Onwards, then.

Subsidizing food isn’t enough, surely?

It’s no surprise that headlines and groups around the world have alternately praised and derided the Indian Government’s recent introduction of the Food Security Bill. If passed by the upper house of Parliament, the bill would grant a legal right to food to 70% of India’s 1.2 billion population, offering cereals like rice and wheat at ₹2 or ₹3 per Kg. Moreover, there are provisions around offering free meals to pregnant and lactating women, maternity benefits, and free meals to children up to 14 years. An interesting rider even makes state governments liable to pay a food security allowance to their beneficiaries in the event food-grains aren’t available.

There are three rungs at which conversations around this bill have surfaced recently.

From the perspective of the ruling government, this bill aims to reduce and eventually stamp out the scourge of malnutrition in India, which today is supposedly worse than some sub-Saharan countries; the main opposition party however calls it an attempt to win votes for the general elections of 2014; and economists of various ilks question the sanity of such an endeavor, wondering if the country is stretching itself too thin trying to fund this effort.

Here are a few questions I’d ask before jumping to hyperbole.

Firstly, who is this program targeted at? What in your mind is the most realistic measure of determining the beneficiaries of such a program that does not rely on a formula that is created by a statistician in a governmental organization?

Secondly, malnutrition isn’t all about having no access to food at all. A large component of it is not having enough “higher calorie” foods in your diet — dairy, meat, fruit and vegetables. What does this bill do to solve that? What percentage of people face acute hunger and what percentage face calorific malnutrition?

Thirdly, Indian public distribution systems are notoriously leaky. What will this bill do to overhaul those? The Indian state of Chattisgarh has done well to address these issues, but why does this bill not mention how that model can be applicable across the country? What about overhauling the various issues that have been seen with the introduction of the Aadhar cards?

Fourthly, the question of being able to afford such a scheme is a minor one. The program costs about ₹1.44 trillion (~$22 billion) to implement. India’s GDP hovers around $1.8 trillion. The cost of this is barely 1.2% of total GDP — very comparable to India’s $23 billion in fuel subsidies. Moreover, the bill itself is doing little more than forging a banner under which schemes from previous governments as well as state government schemes are tied together. This means that states are already funding a significant chunk of the total money — the state needs to only fund the delta that this government has introduced.

Fifth — the introduction of this bill is not going to affect the short term rupee decline. Longer term, without the right fiscal policies, this may be an issue especially if the current account deficit remains as high as 6.7%, when it should be around 2.5%. But given this bill doesn’t tax the existing outflow of funds, short term repercussions seem ridiculous to debate about.Given the kind of things the new RBI governor, good looks aside, seems to be doing — it’s entirely conceivable that things will take a turn for the better.

Which brings me to my final point. The Indian media more so than ever has become absolutely sensationalistic — there are hardly any reports that seem well thought out and have the backing of solid facts. Most articles out there on the food security bill have either been instances of cuddling up to the ruling government, or to the main opposition party. While there are a few glimmers of journalistic integrity out there, these instances are so few as to be virtually ignorable — thus creating for the first time in modern post-independence Indian history a populace that is influenced by a fourth estate which is under the thumbs of a political and business elite.

And that does not bode well at all.

Design on the web

One of the most interesting side effects of writing (or trying to write) more regularly is that I’ve become acutely aware of the shortcomings of every editor I use. Is it really too much to ask for a browser based editor which allows me to focus on the act of translating thoughts to words, without bogging me down with random trivialities? An interface which doesn’t get in the way of composing a post, has good typography built in as opposed to being tacked on as an afterthought, and perhaps offers a simple auto-save function?

Surely not. Why then is this such a hard ask, and why has no one done it before?

Simple design is definitely hard to do. Taking a complex workflow and reducing it to something that feels intuitive is challenging for even the best designers out there. This is especially true in the world of physical products, where the best designed products are those which accomplish their function in a manner that is never questioned by their consumers — the iPod, the Vespa or the Leica blend their form and function in a way that is admired universally. The key point these products make is that the thought process behind their design isn’t about what they look like — it’s about how it works. And I think that’s a very powerful idea to keep in mind when designing anything.

Sadly though, this is not true on the web today.

One of the greatest inventions in human history is for the most part really ugly and confusing to use. Most websites try to maximize profits by stuffing their already badly designed pages with ads, further compounding the problem. Clearly, the consumer’s interests aren’t paramount — its the shareholders that matter.But even without the ubiquitous advertising, there hasn’t been much change in design and typography on the web since it was first started in the early 90s. The same firms that spend millions on formatting newsprint and making it look beautiful regard their websites as second class citizens from the looks of it. And there lies the problem.

Contrary to the ideas of physical product design that have been propagated far and wide by designers and design schools, design on the web is tacked on as an afterthought as opposed to it being an important factor during the content creation process. Rather than burden the user with a plethora of (mostly unnecessary) options, design things that do not get in the way of someone achieving what they set out to do. If you run a blogging platform, help your bloggers commit their ideas as quickly as possible into beautiful looking posts. If you run a news website, the fact that you’re viewing the content on a screen should be the only difference from reading uncluttered, beautiful fonts laid out in a manner that makes it easy on the eyes.

Which is not to say that all is lost of course. Examples of excellent design on the web, while far and few, do exist — there are now many websites that boast of amazing typography. As more and more people get exposed to them, other mainstream sites will have no option but to follow this trend or be left out in the cold.This also means that people who have traditional backgrounds in design and typography are going to be much valued in the technology jobs market. And for those that don’t but are interested in it — what are you waiting for?

Modern solitude

Being alone without being lonely is an art – something that everyone strives to learn when they realize how important it is to do well. To figure out how not to get encumbered by the expectations of a society that seems to look down upon people who like to be by themselves for a period of time. They are labelled introverts, and their lives are just assumed to be drab and depressing. An especially telling example of this is a large number of parents forcing a naturally reserved child to “go out and play” lest they become shunned by all their peers.

It is historically well established that the best artists and thinkers have produced some of their finest work in seclusion, free of outside influences crippling the creative thought process. As Tesla once said,

“Be alone, that is the secret of invention; be alone, that is when ideas are born.”

And it wasn’t just a scientific thinker who approached things this way. Rilke, one of my favorite poets, had this to say on the subject,

“Therefore, dear Sir, love your solitude and try to sing out with the pain it causes you. For those who are near you are far away… and this shows that the space around you is beginning to grow vast.

Be happy about your growth, in which of course you can’t take anyone with you, and be gentle with those who stay behind; be confident and calm in front of them and don’t torment them with your doubts and don’t frighten them with your faith or joy, which they wouldn’t be able to comprehend.”

More recently, after hearing various different people bring up a similar point in passing, I’ve tried to fashion some time out of my day to spend quietly reflecting on whatever it is that comes to mind, without a fixed agenda. The way I generally do this is to grab a book and find a comfortable spot to sit in, and as I start to read, be receptive to the thoughts that spring up as a result. Sometimes, I tend to do this while simply listening to some Pink Floyd on my earphones and staring into space. In my head, disconnecting myself from what’s happening around me and focussing on a particular stream of content – be it music or words – will help me stay on track and not get distracted by something else. Or atleast that’s what I thought till a few days ago, when I was hit by a question.

While I may think I’m spending time alone with my thoughts, creating a fertile ground for my imagination to run free and dream up ideas for my next startup or essay, is it possible that the primary content I’m ingesting is actually preventing original thoughts from bubbling up? Would I be better off sitting in a park without any external distractions and immersing myself in the world around me, like people have been doing forever? There is much to be said for random events that can lead to interesting connections between seemingly unrelated thoughts that come from observing people and things around us.

I think that is what both Tesla and Rilke were going for when they commented on solitude. Most people today (including me) are averse to the idea of sitting at one place doing “nothing”. We try to hyper optimize our time doing as much as we can fit in a timespan, be it work or otherwise and rely on external crutches like music or books when we want to “be by ourselves”.

Perhaps it’s time I gave doing nothing a chance. Forcing myself to disconnect from everything and go off on a long walk to someplace quiet might very well be the best thing that happens to me that day. And I’d highly recommend others try it too.

Facebook is making us dumber.

A few years ago when it first started as an invite only service, Facebook had all the allure of any place where all the early adopters and “cool kids” hung out. Cutting edge, social, and a place to connect with your classmates, it was definitely something to check once every day, if not more. Over the years however, it transformed into a place where your entire universe of friends and acquaintances would give you updates on what was interesting and important in their lives, and through likes and comments, your feedback on their activities would leave you (perhaps) with a warm and fuzzy feeling of being “in the loop”. Connected. Social.

The Facebook status update, just like a tweet, is a very interesting beast. It offers you the ability to convey a thought very quickly and have it broadcast to people in your network with minimal effort. And that is indeed a powerful thing to have. But what it doesn’t offer is for you to pause and consider the implications of that thought, and whether it may deserve more cycles before it’s shot out into the ether for everyone to consume. More importantly, just like there is research that shows people read long form articles better on paper, and that our collective attention spans are decreasing with the multitudes of sensory inputs vying for our attention, I think more and more people are losing the ability to craft their thoughts and ideas into writing because the idea of simply updating a one line status is tempting, and it “offers you time to do other things” right after. We’re trying to optimize our time to do as much as possible in a limited amount of time.

Two days ago, I was reading about the recent death of Doug Engelbart – one of my heroes for having basically invented computing as we know it today. He was most famous as being the inventor of the mouse, but back in the 1960s, he gave to the world what is popularly termed “the mother of all demos” – a presentation which illustrated not just the mouse, but actual implementations of now-common technologies like networked computers, the web, hyperlinks and information retrieval systems controlled with graphical user interfaces. (It was his work that enabled the US Department of Defence to fund the ARPANet, a precursor to what has today become the internet). This set him far apart from all the pure visionaries who might have the ability to predict the future, but may not actually done anything about it.

My first instinct on reading this was to get on to Facebook and update my status with a simple “RIP Doug Engelbart – you’ll be missed” or something on those lines. A simple acknowledgement of my respect and admiration for a man whose work will continue to inspire generations. And in thinking about this, I was hit by a very fundamental realization.

All that I had thought about, and wanted to say about his impact on the technology industry, as well as who I am today, was completely lost with this one “token” action.

It might be seen by a few people in their feeds, and someone outside of the technology world might wonder who Doug was, and why I chose to mention him in an update. There might’ve been a few likes, and perhaps even a few comments. But is that really the kind of interaction I would want from my friends on something that I care about? Predominantly superficial, and quick? Facebook (and most web technology in general) has made our interactions limited, where a single like or comment proxies for an actual conversation over phone or email. Where the short term pleasure of taking this action makes one mistakenly believe that they’re in “touch” with whoever it was they connected with.

I believe that people tend to evolve and learn by reading what others write, talking to them on a wide variety of subjects and by putting down their thoughts in writing, to channel and focus them in a longer form. It requires discipline to do so consistently and with some frequency, but the gains are much much more valuable. But given a choice between the ease of updating their status on Facebook, and that of reserving a not-insignificant chunk of time to pen their thoughts on the topic – most people would pick the former. And further erode their ability to think deeply and write. Might it not be true then, to consider that as more and more people use these services, our collective intelligence is bound to go down? I realize the same has been said for every new medium that has been available to mankind to communicate – telegrams vs letters, email vs letters, SMS vs email, and now status updates vs email.

I came across a very interesting article in the Guardian a few weeks ago that talked about the “intelligence” level of the US State of the Union speech, historically given by the president to both houses. They track each speech across the last 150 years through the Flesch-Kincaid score, which quantifies the linguistic standard of a given piece of text. The results are quite interesting!

Of course, one could argue that Facebook enables you to share what you’ve written with people who would read it – and thats a fair point. After recently resurrecting this site, I’m still not sure how best to get an audience that is both interested in reading what I write, and is engaged enough to start a discussion around it. But I’m sure there’s a way.

So in order to test out some of my thoughts, I’ve decided to take a hiatus from Facebook for two weeks by deactivating (not deleting) my account. I’ve always been a voracious consumer of social media, and I definitely feel the symptoms of withdrawal. I hadn’t realized how much of my time goes away in scouring Facebook feeds without even realizing that I was doing so – in the last 2-3 days alone, I’ve realized that my finger has been hovering on the Facebook icon on my phone on every occasion that I have had some down time – and every single time, I’ve taken a conscious decision to refrain from doing so and focusing on things outside of the internet or my phone. Going even further, for the next 4 days, I’ve switched off all but one email account from my phone, and disengaged myself from various messaging service alerts. I plan to focus on things that are important to me, such as communicating with people I haven’t had a chance to do so with for a while, get back into writing my thoughts out, and join some communities that will encourage me to do so with some frequency.

And I’ll write about how it works out!

Goodbye Drupal, Hello WordPress

The summer of 1994 holds a special significance for me – it marked my first access to both a “multimedia” computer, and more importantly, the internet. One of the first things my Dad showed me was to use a terminal emulator called Procomm to connect through a dial up connection and access the catalogue at the Library of Congress in Washington DC. It’s probably fair to say that I was hooked. That event started a series of firsts on the internet, including setting up websites on Geocities, then on Angelfire, creating my first ever email address on Yahoo, and as I grew older, a deepening interest in programming. I still remember printing out the Javascript specification from the days of Netscape 3.0 and creating “Dynamic HTML” websites!

One of the first open source projects I ever started hacking on was the Drupal content management system. Written in PHP and with a very active community online, it was the perfect to feel my way around open source development and management practices, as well as get something useful out of it – I wrote quite a few plugins that way, and spent hours developing prototypes of, focusing on themes and other snazzy functionality that I’d always wanted – tag clouds, bookmarks integration, recently “read”, et al. Looking back on those times, I’m really intrigued by how my perspective on blogging prioritized having a website that impressed people, as opposed to the impact coming from the content it hosted. I dare say a few years through life have cleared some of those misconceptions.

It is thus with a twinge of nostalgia that I write this post on a brand new platform that now powers this site. Drupal is out and WordPress is in. The last update to this site was in 2007 or 2008, where I installed the then current version of Drupal on it. Over the years, the community has released newer versions that offer excellent new functionality and better themes, but somehow my main issue has been the amount of effort it takes to keep the site up and running. Installing updates to core has been a fairly manual process, as have updates to themes and plugins. It seemed that most of my time was going away in maintaining the site and its customizations rather than on writing content.

When I looked around for alternatives, WordPress seemed the clear winner on many counts, but the most important one was its purely UI driven update and plugin/theme install process. And that was such a win in my head that after considering a migration for a long time (almost a year), I finally bit the bullet and completed it yesterday. And I must say, I’ve been pretty happy with the results.

My main issue was still with the set of themes available out there – since I’m in no position to spend upwards of $40 on themes, and what I really wanted was one that offered a clean layout with focus on the content (hello!), I decided to hack one up on my own. The results are what you see here today. If I can, I’ll try to release this theme on github after polishing a number of things out.

I’ll definitely miss Drupal as a CMS going forward – there were a number of great things about it that I haven’t yet discovered on WordPress, and knowing its code inside-out had its advantages. But I figured I’d give this a shot and see how it turns out. If you have any feedback on the design or other aspects of the site, do leave a comment!