Window Seat: Bengaluru Newspaper – Odisha News In English

Recently, I had been to Bengaluru (formerly Bangalore) for two days to attend a college digital humanities conference and to give a talk on the importance of “pause” in today’s digital. douniya in another college. I went to Bengaluru after almost three years and drove into town from the airport – found it had grown. Last time I was here, coming from the city to the airport felt like a long drive through the rural outback. This time I found more houses, more skyscrapers, more traffic and more makeshift roadside shrines of various gods and demigods and less greenery.

It was raining when I arrived. The driver was complaining about the state of the road and traffic. He told me stories of long traffic jams stuck in waterlogged streets and commuter woes. I looked at the skyscrapers being built in places that were once swampy lands.

It is not really difficult to find the causes of misery and also the solution. It is difficult to control our greed to grab and consume.

Green initiatives in educational institutions

I was invited by KristuJayanti (Autonomous) College to speak to their students in the humanities and social sciences, including mass communication. It was my first time there. I was very impressed with the facade of the well-maintained main building and was overwhelmed when I was taken to show the green and humane initiatives that the college authorities have taken.

From the medicinal garden with QR code signage to the dimpled path for the visually impaired that crosses the building from the entrance to the three-storey toilet block that treats sewage and uses it for flushing huge underground tanks to store surface water – there were many such initiatives. This could and should be done in every educational institution.

They have largely opted for the conservation and recycling of water. They built several underground water storage facilities, which store drained surface water – one such facility was the size of a large parking lot – at the bottom of an eight-story main office building.

They have this system of giving students a break of about 10 minutes after each class, so they can stretch their backs and use the restroom, if they need to. I believe it is a useful system. Coming to the restroom, I asked Father Principal, why did you build a three-storey block just for restrooms? Pat came the answer: “Because we have almost 10,000 students. And it is easy to treat and recycle waste water and store it for gardening purposes. » It’s so practical!

I highly recommend college administrators across the country to visit this college and possibly emulate best practices.

An Evening in Bangalore: Part 1

That evening I was taken to dinner. It was the day after Ganesh Puja. There were dozens of people dancing on the road to the loud music as they prepared for the Ganapatabappa immersion. From my small town of Dhenkanal to Odisha, to greater Bengaluru – across the country, immersion seemed to have the same exercise – the same kind of euphoric dance, or what was happening in the name of dance, the same rumble of traffic with a few bored looking police trying or seeming to try to relieve.

Our driver said that the number of Puja pandals has increased significantly in recent years. “Traffic jamkarta. Hamebahutpareshani. (He is blocking traffic. We are having a lot of trouble). Then he sighed in resignation. Me too.

An Evening in Bangalore: Part 2

Bengaluru looks amazing at night from the 17th floor of LeelaBharatiya Hotel, located in the lifestyle enclave of Bharatiya City, a special economic zone integrated township.

I was taken there for dinner. I liked the atmosphere, the decor and a few small gestures. The decor was elegant, not intimidating. Everyone greeted you with a smile and ‘namaskar’. They take care of the micro-details. Consider the nimbu (lemon) they serve. It is tied in a piece of muslin cloth, so the seeds don’t fall on your food and you get a bitter taste. I asked for pieces of muslin to try this at home. The young woman serving us gave it to me with a smile. She even called the chef – Nitin – who was obviously happy someone could notice and ask about it. The young lady serving us was Swati from Lucknow. She enrolled in an institution to enter the airlines as a flight attendant. Corona caused disruption. She landed in Bangalore as a waitress.

A student asked me the morning after my deliberation at Kristu Jayanti College: “Where do you get your story ideas from?” At that time, I searched for an answer.

I got it now. The answer was and probably still is: get closer to people. There are millions of stories waiting to be told.

About the Author:

Mrinal Chatterjee, a journalist turned media scholar, lives in Dhenkanal, Odisha. He also writes fiction and plays.

He can be reached at [email protected]


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