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Wednesday, November 28, 2012

What is happiness?


In recent years there has been a stampede to study the pursuit of happiness, create happiness measures for national policy, and publish pop-science and how-to books on the subject. In 2008 4,000 books were published on happiness, while a mere 50 books on the topic were released in 2000. The most popular class at Harvard University is about positive psychology, and at least 100 other universities offer similar courses. Happiness workshops for the post-collegiate set abound, and each day "life coaches" promising bliss to potential clients hang out their shingles. 

Yet the answers remain strangely elusive. 

Bhutan’s Gross National Happiness Commission uses citizens’ reports of their happiness to assess national progress, and former French President Nicholas Sarkozy appointed a Nobel-encrusted commission to study a similar idea; the United Nations places “happiness indicators” on its war-burdened agenda; American science institutions pour money into fine-tuning measurements of “subjective well-being”; and Amazon’s list of happiness books by moonlighting professors runs from The Happiness Hypothesis to Stumbling on HappinessAuthentic Happiness, Engineering Happiness, and beyond.

But what do we really know about happiness? 

We know that people’s reports of immediate joy and misery fluctuate from activity to activity—sex is an upper; commuting is a downer—and often diverge notably from the summary answers they give to questions about their happiness “these days.” We also know that subjective well-being can be complex. People can be happy about work and sad about love; the latter usually matters more. The opposite of happiness, research suggests, is not necessarily despair, but rather apathy; some people just don’t feel much of anything. Nonetheless, people who say they are generally happy tend to be economically secure, married, healthy, religious, and busy with friends; they tend to live in affluent, democratic, individualistic societies with activist, welfare-state governments. The connection between reporting happiness and personal traits often runs both ways. For example, being healthy adds to happiness, and happy people also stay healthier.

For decades, researchers have been especially interested in—and, with the recent invasion of economists, are now obsessed with—whether money makes people happy. We know that being poor makes people less happy. Some researchers argue, however, that having more money beyond that needed for basic security returns no additional happiness and can even create unhappiness. Making more money may be fruitless because people adapt psychologically to their levels of wealth and, like addicts and drugs, need ever more money to get the same level of pleasure. Or perhaps it’s not really about the money; it’s about position. People chase money to feel superior to the folks next door. That, of course, becomes a vicious and pointless cycle. Other researchers agree that the more money one makes, the more money it takes to move the happiness meter, but they nevertheless insist that more money—unlike the futile experience with drugs—does bring more happiness, just at a slower pace among the well-to-do. 

The happily contrarian economist Deirdre McCloskey asks what gives us most meaning in life and suggests it is more often found in painful striving than in achievement. Perhaps she has it right -regular human beings need a direction to strive towards - that can act as a yard stick for measuring happiness.Of course a beautiful sunrise or a butterfly can randomly cause it too - but these are moments when a person transcends his 'being'. But otherwise human beings are quite lost when they do not have a goal or a job to work towards and don't really know happiness.

Of course, happiness is not about smiling all of the time. It's not about eliminating bad moods, or trading your Tolstoy-inspired nuance and ambivalence toward people and situations for cheery pronouncements devoid of critical judgment. While the veritable experts lie in different camps and sometimes challenge one another, over the past decade they've together assembled big chunks of the happiness puzzle.

So what is happiness? 

The most useful definition—and it's one agreed upon by neuroscientists, psychiatrists, behavioral economists, positive psychologists, and Buddhist monks—is more like satisfied or content than "happy" in its strict bursting-with-glee sense. It has depth and deliberation to it. It encompasses living a meaningful life, utilizing your gifts and your time, living with thought and purpose. It's maximized when you also feel part of a community. And when you confront annoyances and crises with grace. It involves a willingness to learn and stretch and grow, which sometimes involves discomfort. It requires acting on life, not merely taking it in. It's not joy, a temporary exhilaration, or even pleasure, that sensual rush—though a steady supply of those feelings course through those who seize each day.

Some lucky souls really are born with brighter outlooks than others; they simply see beauty and opportunity where others hone in on flaws and dangers. However if you aren't living according to your values, you won't be happy, no matter how much you are achieving.  But you can increase positive feelings by incorporating a few proven practices into your routine. Lyubomirsky suggests you express your gratitude toward someone in a letter or in a weekly journal, visualize the best possible future for yourself once a week, and perform acts of kindness for others on a regular basis to lift your mood in the moment and over time. "Becoming happier takes work, but it may be the most rewarding and fun work you'll ever do," she says.

Ultimately it seems that the state of happiness is not really a state at all. It's an ongoing personal experiment.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Predicting the time of your death


A new study published in the Annals of Neurology identifies a common gene variant that could also predict the time of day you will die.

Yes, and the time is 11 am in the morning and it is likely to be on your birthday and the day after you get your paycheck!

For more on this, read Lindsay Abrams' great overview of the study and its findings. What's fascinating about it from a tech perspective, though, is the role that technology -- or, more specifically, the absence of it -- plays in making the biggest biological determination there is: the time of our deaths. 

Circadian rhythms are physiological in origin, but they have structural analogs -- analogs that have to do with the highly mediated way we human animals live our lives. When we're younger, we impose schedules on ourselves. We use machines to wake us from sleep. We use artificial illumination to escape a mandatory night.

But the circumstantial realities of old age change that, to a significant extent. "Social jet lag" -- the phenomenon through which our natural circadian rhythms are undermined by rigidly collective social schedules -- is less of a factor for people who aren't (generally) working and whose daily routines aren't (generally) governed by strict itineraries. It is less of a factor, in other words, for people who are relatively unreliant on technology. Retirees can sleep when they need to, wake when they want to, and generally obey the whims of their bodies much more readily than younger people can.

And that change in the way older people live also affects the way they die. Because, just as circadian rhythms regulate things like preferred sleep periods and the time of peak cognitive performance, they also regulate the times during which we're most likely to experience an acute medical event like a stroke or heart attack.

There is a "biological clock ticking in each of us"and the technological freedom that comes with people's retirement can actually end up bringing a kind of cruel regularity to their deaths. Since circadian rhythms control wakefulness -- alertness, blood pressure, heart efficiency -- it stands to reason that the flip side could be true, as well: that the rhythms that stimulate human activity could also stimulate its end.

But, then ... where does the 11 a.m. frequency -- and, for the GG group, a less-common 6 p.m. frequency -- fit into that framework? Why would we be more likely to die during those hours than at other times of the day?
Genetics. Well, genetics and statistics.  For example, there is an increase in cardiac death from about 3 or 4am to about noon. This is thought to coinicide with the increase in hormones, like cortisol and adrenaline, that increase heart rate and blood pressure, and may push someone with cardiac problems over the edge, causing cardiac death. 

That's not to say, of course, that 11 a.m. is also the most common time for getting hit by a bus, or bitten by a snake, or consumed by a ball of Mayan prophecy-fire. But for the population of people who have made it to old age -- the people who will die of natural causes rather than circumstantial ones -- there's a probabilistic element to the time that they will die. And that's because death by "natural" cause is natural in the fullest sense. Once we take leave of our technologies, our biologies take over. 

It is clear that the genetic messages that empower our lives will also, eventually, orchestrate our deaths.

Friday, November 23, 2012

Conversations with my grandson- A toy story

I will periodically be writing to my grandson to share my thoughts and views on life in general and his life in particular. I look forward to these conversations to keep in touch with the younger generation in my dotage.! And of course Nikhils views are important too and I shall publish them whenever he deigns to share them with me! Hopefully these memories will remain and remind little nikhil of his dada when he is no longer around!

 Here is a story for his bedtime reading

Once upon a time there lived a young man. He worked very hard. But he was lonely since he was far away from his hometown of delhi in india.Then one day he met a beautififul girl in far away vietnam and fell in love with her. They got married and were very happy.

Soon they felt they needed another person to share their happiness. So they decided to have a baby.if it is a girl, Mama said she can help me in the house and in cooking. If it is a boy said papa I can play football with him and read books together. So they had a baby and surprise surprise it was a little baby boy. They loved  him because he was such a  sweet boy and bundles full of energy.

They bought him a lot of toys because they loved him so much and because he was such a good boy.

One day they were in a mall and nikhil, for that was the boys name, saw a few babies crying. He asked his papa why they were crying and his papa told him that perhaps they no papas and so no toys.

Nikhil wanted to give his toys to them. Nikhil,you see was a very kind hearted and generous boy.

So when they came home  nikhil started to put some of his toys in a separate basket. He went to his mama and said why don't we give these toys to children who have none.

So one day they all went to an orphanage and donated a basket full of toys to children who had none.

From that day onward nikhil and his parents made a donation of toys to needy children every year.

And they were all joyful  that so  many more children would have toys too. For you see kindness is its own reward. And our ancients remind us that we must always help those weaker and needier around us.

And they lived happily ever after.

A day in the life of....


One day I rang my grandson.

"Dada", he said " I am busy busy "

"Really"I asked him "what are you up to? "

"We'll, there are tons of thing to do. And I have no time at all".

 "OK, Nik nik tell me about your typical day "

" Well dada the first thing you have to remember, there is no such thing as a typical day for me. Every day there is something new".

" Let me tell you about today. I got up at six. I woke up papa so he could do his gym- he is really lazy and I have to be firm about it. Then we have our morning chat and he tells me all about life and stuff.

Then I have to wake up mama. If I don't wake her up," he continued earnestly, " she will continue sleeping. And be late for work. And that won't do, will it"

"Soon we have breakfast, for me the liquid kind, thank you. Then it is time to pack them off, mama to her office and papa to his home office. Finally I can catch a breath.Whew! So much work. But sometimes, just sometimes, I can even take a nap."

"But soon grandma is knocking on the door she wants in for lunch. I go down to keep her company. You see she is so lonely without grandpa, who has gone to Haiphong. "

"We have long chats, grandma and me when she is cooking".

Its soon noon and mama rushes back to have lunch with us. Then off to a well deserved rest for me.

In the evening I have to entertain the whole family, even dadi and you. That is a lot of fun. We try out all the new sounds I learnt that day like "byebye, hello" and "kissy kissy". Such a busy day. When I am having so much fun but papa says I have to go to sleep. Oops, I have to put the toys back in the basket, first"
But wait papa has to read me the latest book you sent.


So goodnight dada."

What a busy day and what a crazy life indeed. But that's nik nik.

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Lessons for scientists and engineers


In a facsinating piece, the author, Roger Forsgren, draws lessons from the life of Albert Speer for the modern day scientists and engineers.

He begins by noting dryly that "someone designed the furnaces of the Nazi death camps. Someone measured the size and weight of a human corpse to determine how many could be stacked and efficiently incinerated within a crematorium. Someone sketched out on a drafting table the decontamination showers, complete with the fake hot-water spigots used to lull and deceive doomed prisoners. Someone, very well educated, designed the rooftop openings and considered their optimum placement for the cyanide pellets to be dropped among the naked, helpless men, women, and children below."

The fact is that this person was an engineer, an architect, or a technician. 

The technical professions occupy a unique place in modern society. Engineers and architects possess skills most others lack — skills that allow them to transform dreams of design into reality. Engineers can convert a dry, infertile valley into farmland by constructing a dam to provide irrigation; they have made man fly; and architects have constructed buildings that reach thousands of feet into the sky. But these same technical gifts alone, in the absence of a sense of morality and a capacity for critical thought and judgment, can also make reality of nightmares. Ferdinand Porsche, the engineer who designed the Volkswagen — an automobile that revolutionized personal travel for the common man — also designed a terrifying battle tank that helped kill millions of Russians on the Eastern Front. Wernher von Braun, who would later design the Saturn V rocket that brought American astronauts to the Moon, designed the V-2 rockets with which the Nazis terrorized Antwerp and London in the waning months of the Second World War. 

Few men better exemplify this danger than Albert Speer, Adolf Hitler’s chief architect. From bold, looming edifices, to giant swastika banners, to the intimidating searchlights of the “cathedral of light” piercing the night sky around one of the Nazi Party rallies at Nuremberg, Speer’s designs became icons of Nazi megalomania. Albert Speer did not, as far as any historians know, personally design any death chambers, nor did he personally kill another human being. But Speer did use his brilliant technical expertise and talents to enable the war efforts of the most evil regime in history, allowing it to murder millions of human beings.

But even as we condemn him, we engineers and technicians must ask— is Speer so different from us? How many of us would be willing to compartmentalize our emotions, suppress our consciences, almost to sell our souls, for the opportunity to work on the grand projects that Speer was involved in? How many of us are so focused on solving a technical problem that we fail to contemplate where that solution might lead?

To many engineers, Speer and his experiences during the war may seem irrelevant today. But although there seems to be little chance (we hope) of a highly industrialized power again waging a war of world conquest, the essential questions that Speer faced still pertain to the work of many engineers today. Almost every engineer in the course of his career will face moral decisions that are similar to, if less weighty than, the ones that Albert Speer faced. 

You may be an engineer sitting in front of a computer-aided design screen, creating a seemingly benign component that will become part of some sophisticated weapons system that will be sold to unknown people in a far-off land. You may be a computer security researcher, or a virologist, and discover some new potential weapon or security vulnerability, and have to decide how to make the information public to shield against such attacks, but without helping those who would launch them. Or you may design automobile parts, and be faced with a compromise between saving your company production costs and protecting the lives of customers. The challenge today’s engineer must confront — as, by extension, must each of us who is wrapped up in the modern scientific-technical project — is to wear Speer’s shoes and to ask honestly, without the benefit of historical hindsight, “What would I have done?”

In our culture at large, but starting with the education of the practitioners of the technological and scientific enterprise, there is an absence of the moral structure in which life must operate. Insofar as they are concerned with discovering truths about nature, scientists can argue that knowledge of the truth, regardless of its implications, is better than ignorance. But engineers, as they convert these scientific truths into technical capacities, must concern themselves with the moral consequences of where their engineering creativity may lead. Should they not?

Today’s engineers really need a more well-rounded education — one that stresses not only the analytical skills necessary to be a good engineer but also the liberal arts that are necessary to teach these good engineers the wisdom of history, to provide the foundation for young students to grow and mature as citizens with responsibilities beyond the immediate technical concerns of their work. And the liberal arts can train a young mind to think critically and discriminately about moral questions — aiding in the ability to determine what is right and what is wrong. Most engineers are gifted in math and science; but this alone is not sufficient to make them responsible or moral human beings.

First, engineering educators must lead those they instruct by changing the prevailing attitude toward the humanities. They can admit that, although they can create wonders, they don’t know everything and don’t have all the answers — that there is far more to wisdom than being able to design an aircraft or create a microprocessor. They must admit that the responsibilities of the engineering profession are far greater than they can easily apprehend when they are lost in a computer screen, enraptured with the expansive yet still critically limited view of the act of technical creation. And they can admit and openly discuss that, in the past, engineers have been responsible for creating many of the problems that we struggle with as a society every day.

Second, we can collaborate with our colleagues in the humanities to structure engineering ethics courses that will interest engineers. Perhaps we need to relate ethics in a way that focuses less on universals and abstractions, and that makes sense to the practical and pragmatic mind. Engineers needn’t become great philosophers to appreciate the power, influence, and responsibility they possess as engineers. An engineering ethics course centered on case studies, such as Albert Speer’s, could drive home this point. And of course there are many others, of countless kinds: the creation of napalm and the atomic bomb; the Challenger and Columbia space shuttle disasters; the I-35W Mississippi River bridge and Hyatt Regency walkway collapses; innumerable product-safety recalls; and on and on.

Teaching about the specific personalities involved in these disasters may also allow the student to see that there’s much more involved in engineering than science and technical skill — that social ramifications, and personal responsibility for them, are integral to everything they design and create.
There are many engineers who, like Speer, had extraordinary technical skills but lacked or neglected their capacity for critical judgment. Students could study Henry Ford or Howard Hughes to realize that their true technical genius wasn’t enough to make either of them complete men, and that efficiency, pragmatism, and utility all have their limits outside of engineering where, after all, we spend most of our lives.

But while culture and education are surely important for making decent citizens of engineers, one of the essential lessons that we can learn from the story of Albert Speer is that it is the individual technician himself who bears the ultimate responsibility for his work. The need for this responsibility only deepens as society and technology become more complex, allowing the engineer to become progressively more insulated and isolated from the effects of his creations. “I forgot,” Speer later said, shortly before the end of his own life, “that humanity is the most important part of life.”



The Indian billionaires

In an interesting article, the Financial Times talks to some of the new Indian billionaires and what makes them tick.

http://www.ft.com/cms/s/2/be255dd2-2eb6-11e2-9b98-00144feabdc0.html#axzz2CW2lRqzl


India’s billionaires club

Hear the views and taste the lifestyle of some leading members of India’s growing elite
Rakesh Jhunjhunwala©Atul Loke/Panos Pictures
Rakesh Jhunjhunwala, self-made stock market tycoon, in Mumbai
Five hours in, and I’m beginning to understand the warnings: an evening on the town with Rakesh Jhunjhunwala is not to be taken lightly. A night that began over a $450 bottle of whisky, on the 15th floor terrace outside his office in the heart of downtown Mumbai, has wound on to a local watering hole, and now to a favourite Chinese restaurant nearby. I am much the worse for wear. He is just warming up.
Often known as “India’s Warren Buffett”, Jhunjhunwala is a colourful financier with outspoken views to match his stock market acumen. He says he started investing with just $100 of start-up capital. Now he has $1.25bn, according to the latest Forbes rankings, the first to join India’s growing band of billionaires by working the markets alone. He cuts an outsize figure too. This is partly physical: Jhunjhunwala is a large man, with a rotund face and a protruding stomach that gives his white shirt a tent-like appearance; his bulky diamond ring is sufficiently sizeable to distract from the many cigarettes he smokes. “I only manage my own money, not for anyone else,” he tells me as the night gets going, a generous glass of Johnnie Walker Blue in hand. “I like my freedom, boss. I don’t want to be answerable to anyone. F*** ’em. That is why I can say what I want.”

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Even more than this plain-speaking, however, Jhunjhunwala has won recognition for his relentlessly upbeat views about Indian growth. Known as the “big bull”, he made his fortune spotting undervalued companies which went on to prosper as the country’s economy leapt forward over the past decade. “The factors that drive India’s growth,” he says, “are irreversible – the democracy, the demographics, the entrepreneurship. Much more is going to come in the future.”
It was these investments that in turn propelled the 52-year-old investor from a modest middle-class background into his nation’s burgeoning billionaires club. Ten years ago this group was not yet half-a-dozen strong; today it has grown to 61, with a combined worth of $250bn, which on some measures places India second only to Russia among major economies for concentration of wealth among its very richest citizens.
This is the story of modern India, one in which huge fortunes are amassed as the country’s old system of soggy socialism and international isolation is overturned, and sectors from banking and media to telecoms and financial markets are transformed by international investment and increased competition. As a result, growth rates rose ever-higher, coming within a whisker of 10 per cent in 2010 and prompting talk that India might soon roar past China to become the world’s fastest-growing major economy.
But it is a story with a darker side too. Some of those who prospered in this heady moment, including Jhunjhunwala himself, made money with their reputations intact. But others rose less cleanly, building fortunes off the back of their country’s lethargic but graft-ridden political system – part of the reason why the country’s growth has flagged badly over the last year. And it is this second group, the beneficiaries of a nexus between India’s government and its tycoon class, that lead many to worry that an era of crony capitalism is now undermining the country’s hopes for future growth and development.
“It really is a remarkable change, which has happened mostly over the last 10 years or so,” says Ashutosh Varshney, an academic at Brown University who has compared contemporary India to America’s “Gilded Age”, the late 19th-century era of robber barons and rapacious industrial capitalism. “Any economy that grows as quickly as India’s has is bound to generate enormous human temptations. These very rich people have started buying politics, and the great churning in India you see against corruption is essentially about the purchase of politics by the wealthy.”
So who are India’s new business elite, and what do they think about the wealth amassed by their peers? I decided to meet a handful of them, as part of my attempt to answer a more simple question: is this extraordinary rise in the power of the hyper-rich harming their country?
. . .
I step into Rakesh Jhunjhunwala’s office on a sweaty October evening, just after the end of the monsoon rains, to find him parked behind his desk, watching data whizz by on five computer terminals. He seems glued to the screens, stopping only occasionally to grab the phone and bark “buy” or “sell” instructions in Hindi. I can make out only the amounts, which appear to involve millions of dollars.
The terrace outside provides a pleasing view over India’s financial capital, with glimpses between the nearby tower blocks to Malabar Hill, the elite neighbourhood over the bay where Jhunjhunwala lives with his wife and three young children. A little further to the north stands Antilia, the 27-storey home of Mukesh Ambani, India’s richest man. This grandiose building, completed in 2010, came to symbolise the excesses of India at that time: a residence that probably cost more than $500m, standing atop a city more than half of whose residents live in slums.
Yet while Ambani inherited the basis of his fortune, a trait he shares with most of his fellow billionaires, Jhunjhunwala came from more modest beginnings. “The Ambanis and all these big industrial houses, they are empire builders. They have inherited legacies. I inherited no legacy,” he tells me. Instead he picked up an early interest in stocks from his father, a minor government official who talked about markets with friends in the evening, over a drink. “I was a very, very curious child,” he says, and a teenage interest in markets soon led him to become a full-time trader and investor. “It was the Wild West,” he says of Dalal Street in the early 1980s, the equivalent of Wall Street in a city still then known as Bombay. “But I always thought India would shed its socialism, and if there were new temples in India, they would be its stock markets.”
A few glasses later, I ask about his approach to investing, and am given an early taste of his ribald sense of humour. “Markets are like women,” he says: “Always commanding, always mysterious, always uncertain, always volatile, always exciting!” He then asks me to turn off my recorder before launching into a bawdy (and clearly frequently repeated) soliloquy on why markets are also like sex, which I pledge not to repeat.
The prior line was one I’d actually heard him use before, during a bravura, finger-jabbing performance at a conference the previous week, when he conducted a screaming argument with a fellow panellist, and won laughs for claiming that Mumbai would never succeed as a global financial centre until it had better strip-bars and nightclubs. This is the flamboyant side to his character: one confirmed by the Bentley he keeps at home, the private jet he says he plans to buy, and the 50th birthday party for which he flew more than 200 friends to Mauritius.
Yet a capacity to shock and a taste for luxury aside, it was Jhunjhunwala’s eye for equity market bargains that truly brought him to prominence, and in particular his predictions of a boom at the start of the last decade. In 2002, he wrote an article arguing India was “at the threshold of a secular and structural bull market”, as government reforms bore fruit. “I am shouting at the top of my voice in 2003,” he recalls, as we move on towards dinner. “Buy, buy, buy! Sell your bloody wife’s jewellery, and buy!’”
It was a prescient call. India’s markets went on a five-year tear, and a number of the companies in which he invested rose in value many times over. The country flourished too, with a jump in growth rates buoyed by a flood of international money and record corporate profits – and the list of dollar billionaires grew ever more crowded, Jhunjhunwala now among them.
Other fast-growing emerging markets have witnessed comparable expansions among their wealthiest citizens, of course. Yet beyond the rise in the number of billionaires and the absolute size of their riches, India’s boom was also remarkable for the sharp rise in the share of the country’s wealth this tiny group held – a fact confirmed in research by Michael Walton of Harvard University and Aditi Gandhi of Delhi’s Centre for Policy Research. Their analysis shows a striking increase in these holdings, relative to the size of the economy. In 2003, the billionaires’ share stood at just 1.8 per cent; five years later it had ballooned to 22 per cent. Much of this flowed from the rocketing stock market, which bumped up the equity the tycoons held in their own companies. This in turn explains why the figure has since fallen back in the aftermath of the global financial crisis, to around 10 per cent.
Even so, some of those who prospered during India’s great opening up say such increases in wealth are not a special cause for concern. Take B.K. Modi, a charismatic industrialist who also often turns up in Forbes’ rich lists, who made his fortune by tying up with western companies like Xerox, as they sought entry into India’s fast-growing markets.
“There was always this affluent lifestyle in India,” he tells me, sitting in his plush and recently refurbished residence overlooking Mumbai’s exclusive Juhu beach, wearing his usual straw-coloured hat. “It is not something especially new. Some people say business people have become the new Maharajas,” he says. “But if someone has created wealth through growing share value, that is accepted as OK.”
. . .
Subhash Chandra
Subhash Chandra, media mogul, founder of India’s first satellite TV station
This is a sentiment I also hear fromSubhash Chandra, the head of ZeeTV, which 20 years ago opened up as India’s first satellite television station, kicking off a raucous media revolution in a country that, until then, had just one stodgy government-backed station. Over the next two decades, Chandra has become arguably his country’s most prominent media tycoon. He is now also its 23rd richest man, worth $2.9bn.
“Our country has come through 400 or 500 years of slavery, right from the Moguls to the Portuguese, then to the British,” he tells me in his office in midtown Mumbai. He’s dressed in a sharp suit, with a distinctive, elegant stripe of white hair above his forehead. “Our people were suppressed for maybe 800 years. That is changing.”
Others see the last decade as a less positive period, where wealth has become increasingly bound up with another of the country’s most vexing problems: corruption. One is Rajeev Chandrasekhar, a former technology entrepreneur. In 2005 he sold BPL Mobile, his telecoms business, for Rs44bn ($817m), taking his own place in the upper echelons of India’s monied class, before moving into politics as an independent member of the country’s upper house of parliament.
“Until roughly the year 2000, becoming a billionaire was something that everybody saw as a good thing in India. They saw it as a coming of age,” he explains, as we sit in his home in a fancy neighbourhood of New Delhi. “Now being wealthy has been given a bad name.”
The generation that rose in the period immediately after India’s reforms in the early 1990s amassed fortunes in areas such as information technology and outsourcing, he contends. However, recent times have seen a more troubling economic trend. “In the last decade, almost all of the billionaires created in India have been created because of the proximity to politics,” he says. “They have been created in specific areas where government policy determines whether you make a billion or you don’t, which includes land, real estate, infrastructure, and natural resources.”
Rajeev Chandrasekhar©Jyothy Karat
Rajeev Chandrasekhar, venture capitalist and independent member of parliament
It is a claim at least partially backed up by Walton and Gandhi’s research, which found that nearly half of India’s billionaires have made their money in sectors that the duo describe as “rent-thick” – ie where profit is dependent on “economic rents” for access to scarce resources, such as land or the telecoms spectrum, which are typically only available via government permissions. Such sectors can be lucrative, but they also often provide a Petri dish for corruption.
“I don’t come from the school of thought that creating a business is bad, or that having a jet is bad, or that having a Lamborghini is bad,” Chandrasekhar says. “I have a Lambo, I have a jet. I enjoy all of that.” But he suggests that India’s trend towards cronyism is worsening, and that it has taken an even more malevolent turn of late, as politicians find ways not just to extract money from the wealthy proprietors of businesses, but also to become such themselves.
“We have a completely unique phenomenon in India, which I call political entrepreneurship, that has taken root in the last five to six years,” he says. “They [the politicians] are saying: ‘We don’t want briefcases full of cash and Swiss bank accounts and all that any more. We want to own businesses ourselves. We want equity stakes.’ ”
The result is a cadre of Indian politicians who are thought to have quietly amassed gigantic fortunes by helping companies they themselves own, either directly or indirectly through their families or associates. A small number, Chandrasekhar hints, would take their place on Forbes’ billionaires list, had they not cleverly disguised the true extent of their gains.
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Such claims cast a shadow over India’s economic rise. The country has become more prosperous over the last decade. Its elite has become much richer, and is set to become wealthier still. A recent report from Kotak, a Mumbai-based brokerage, suggested that some 62,000 Indians had a net worth of at least Rs250m ($4.6m) last year, and that group is set to grow more than threefold by 2015.
But the nation has become less equal too, and the benefits of growth seem to have flowed disproportionately to those at the very, very top. It is a development that leads some to issue stark warnings. “If you don’t make sure that the wealth is distributed to a wider group of people, if you are amassing the wealth to yourself more and more, I’m telling you, a day will come when people will take you out from your houses, and throw you out,” says ZeeTV’s Chandra.
Others are more phlegmatic, believing that public anger will ultimately force a response from the political system. “Democracy is being corrupted and subverted in India,” says Brown University’s Varshney. “But democracy has a way of self-correcting, just as it did in a similar period in America more than a century ago.”
As my evening with Jhunjhunwala comes to an end, he offers me a lift home and I flop unsteadily into the back of his Mercedes, while he ponders the same issue. The business empires, the industrial conglomerates and inherited family dynasties that dominate his country’s business landscape will decline in time, he says after some thought. He goes on to cite an old Hindu saying, that wealth will always peter out by the time it reaches the seventh generation. For himself, he says he avoids such troubles simply by steering clear of politics.
“I have no dealings with the government. I haven’t taken any licences, I don’t own any coal mines, I have no politicians as friends, I never go to a government office.” And last year he also announced plans to give a quarter of his fortune to charity, a move inspired by the investor to whom, in India at least, he is so frequently compared – Warren Buffett, who has cajoled many of the world’s wealthiest into handing out more of their money.
“Maybe I’ll make it half, who knows?” he says. In the meantime, his ambition remains the same. “I want to earn the greatest wealth in the world, but with the greatest practical integrity.” It is an ambition that many of his countrymen might wish others like him would share.
James Crabtree is the FT’s Mumbai correspondent



Thursday, November 15, 2012

Papa tells me a story- about my family tree


Last week my grandson Nikhil sent me this story....

"One day Papa started telling me a story about my family tree because Mama said that it was important for me to know where I came from. ( I thought I knew where I came from - but that is another story!) Oh there are so many stories to tell !).  And what is a family tree anyway?

First there was me



Then there was my papa- yes that handsome dude is my papa

 And then there is that hottie- my sweetie pie Mama

Then there is the wise old man of the family - white beard and all - my dada
That is my " all knowing grandma" - I call her Dadi sometimes when I can find the words!
One day papa told me that even dada had his own papa- yes that stern looking person is him. Imagine my papa has a dada too. But he is no longer around. But look at that little guy in front- papa says that that is my dada- can you believe it. I dont! Where is the white beard, I ask you?


This was my grandma - says Papa, he tell so many stories- my sweet dadi on that horse!

And that is my godmother who gives me everything I want- what a softie!

These are my grandparents from the other side- what other side,  I dont know but grandma is here with me and lets me do everything my mama does not want me to do. So she is all right!

Oh there are so many other people I get so confused. But I shall talk about them another day.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Grandchildren

Two posts - A wondrous journey and training- which I love but only those with grandchildren will really enjoy


A wondrous journey


Watching your grandchildren grow up is like watching the most wonderful tableau in the world. True that we have seen this before with our children, but the grandchild development is something else again. For one there are no pressures, no stress and no responsibility. You can watch their growth with joy and wonder

From the time they start developing a personality to when they really have one is a wondrous journey.
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First comes the day they sit up

 then they crawl
 and then cruise


and finally start walking.

Even more wondrous is their development as they learn to talk and communicate with the outer world.

The first word is a thrill, then comes the few words that thrill the parents of "mama" and "papa"

and then a babel that you can hardly recognize much to his frustration.

 Oftentimes he is reduced to pointing what he wants you to do since you cannot obviously understand his commands.
 Ah now he can talk to you with his headphones so that you are clear


It is a wondrous journey indeed!


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Training

Nikhil describes how he trains his parent and all those around him.

"The first thing to remember is that all these humans dont speak baby language and you have to teach them to follow your instructions. Sometimes it is very difficult but they catch on quickly if you repeat the lessons often enough. At least that is what I learnt.

Here I am teaching my father how to hold the milk bottle


My grandmother also needs to learn this trick, so here goes



Bua is an easy convert and lots of fun too
Sometimes I get into trouble

Then mama pulls my ears
But I can soon sweet talk her and all is all right

Here I am teaching papa to read my book properly
But now that I have trained them to feed me properly and to read to me clearly, life is hunky dory and I can listen to my music in peace!


Needed: a cure for the softness of the democrats


Just as a defeat exposes the real character of a party and a person, so does an emphatic triumph. Today the democrats are rejoicing over their overwhelming victory at the polls while the republicans are licking their wounds. What is interesting is that the democrats, perhaps unaccustomed to victories, are in a generous mood and generally commiserative of the misfortune that has befallen their rivals, while the republicans are even now plotting ways to stage a comeback in the near future. The democrats mistakenly think of this battle field victory as presaging a victory in the war ahead. And boy is that a mistake.

The fact is that the democrats are not only poor losers they are worse winners. Unlike the republicans who are even now consolidating and itching for their new fights ahead, the democrats are letting their guard down and rejoicing in this kumbaya moment. 

They should instead be taking this opportunity to lay the foundation for a long term domination of the electrolate. How should they be going about it?

First, they need to exploit the cleavages in the republican party. Instead of offering suggestions on how the party should do “soul searching” and rejuvenate itself, they should be planting further seeds of self doubt and reinforcing the extremes, whether it be going over the fiscal cliff or warring over women or “self deporting” the latinos. The bigger and deeper the hole the republicanst can be forced into, the better for the democtates in the long term battle and war for the minds and soul of the country.

Second, they should actively support the extremists in the opposing party, much as Claire McCaskill did in her campaign, by not opposing the extremes of the opponents but rather encouraging them, at least in the initial stages of the campaign. This is the time to etch in the public mind the real view of the republican party as the party of anti science and the anteleduvian. That brand should be enlarged and expanded so that future republicans have a harder time erasing it in future campaigns.

Third they should select their standard bearers for 2016 early to consolidate their hold on the two key constiteuncies - women and latinos. A ticket of Clinton and Castro would bring this about and have the added bonus of the young voters as well. Rather than go through a republican type primaries, make the system more professional and clean.

The strategy of governing today should not, contrary to conventional wisdom, focus on seeking consensus but rather emphasizing the differences so that the irrational attitudes of the republicans in congress are fully exposed. Paul Ryan and Eric Cantor should be forced to embrace their rationale for republicanism rather that seeking to wean them to more rational paths. Instead of opposing Bachman and West and Walshes of the world, the democrats should encourage even more of them to compete if not win in the primary elections. The more turmoil there is in the primaries the better for the democrats in the general election.

The democrats need to learn to be ruthless and get over the softness that seems embedded in the character of the party. It is time the party grew its own Machiavelli rather any great conciliator seeking a Nobel prize.