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Familial bonds

Thursday, October 15th, 2009

In Search of Roots: Guru Amar Das and Bhallas

By A. S. Bhalla. Rupa. Pages 336. Rs 595.
Review by Roopinder Singh

ALEX Haley, the author of the bestselling book Roots, put it succinctly when he said:  ”In all of us there is a hunger, marrow-deep, to know our heritage, to know who we are and where we came from.” In India, we too have a long history of an oral tradition that has captured the glories, often rose tainted, of family histories of people with means.
In Search of Roots: Guru Amar Das and Bhallas

In Search of Roots: Guru Amar Das and Bhallas

A. S. Bhalla takes his last name seriously. The sub-title of the book links it to the third Guru of the Sikhs, Guru Amar Das, who was Bhalla, as were his three brothers. In the preface, the author narrates how he went on a genealogical quest that took him through various works, both ancient and modern. He has studied a number of sources including gazetteers of the Government of India that date back to the times of the British colonial rule and contemporary information gleaned from the Internet. Indeed, the bibliography reveals an impressive list of sources, and a perusal of the book shows how extensively the author has quoted from them.
Guru Angad chose Guru Amar Das to be his successor because of his piety and devotion. The Bhallas who use Bawa in their name, generally as a prefix, are those who trace their ancestry to the third Guru. Not all Bhallas are Sikhs; many are Hindus.
Guru Amar Das is notable in the way in which he further strengthened the institution of sangat and langar. He was also emphatic in asserting the right of women and worked hard for their emancipation.
The section Lodhis, Mughals and the Gurus serves to provide historical background and set the scene. As the author gives a brief account, he often seeks the written empirical fact, so beloved of the historian, often in vain since much of what is available on the period is based on oral tradition. Here, the author’s dependence on English sources is evident. The vast body of work that has been done on this period in Punjabi would have enriched the narrative.
In the section Caste, Education and Women, the author comes to the present. The Sikh religion emphatically rejected the caste system. The Gurus rejected both the varna and caste distinctions, although the influence of caste is an extant reality that has defied passage of time. Genealogical studies like this, however, tend to be caste-centric, and thus, a fair amount of attention has been devoted to the origins of various castes.
Bhalla women too have achieved prominence. Anita Bhalla heads a division of the BBC, Sangeeta Bhalla is an administrator at the Indira Gandhi Institute of Aeronautics, New Delhi, and Gay Bhalla is a prominent American artist. However, no one can hold a candle to Bibi Bhani, Guru Amar Das’s daughter who married Jetha, who later became Guru Ram Das. Bibi Bhani played a significant role in the building of Goindwal Sahib, the city her father founded.
Educational qualifications among the Bhallas, men and women married to Bhallas have been tabulated on the basis of a questionnaire and are both presented in charts as well as analysed. The writer has used many sources to amass considerable data that reflects that, on the whole, Bhalls are a well-educated lot. As expected, they have done well in professions as diverse as the Army, medicine and judiciary and business.
Bhallas primarily are settled in Goindwal Sahib, Ferozepur, Hoti Mardan (NWFP), Sri Hargobindpur and Jalandhar; we find as we read the third section, Places and People. There are references to the families and detailed family trees, with biographical notes. The author has also taken pains to trace out various streams in the Indian diaspora, especially in Kenya, Canada, the US and the UK, where significant numbers are to be found.
This book will be of significance to Bhallas everywhere, and to those who are interested in them. The author’s academic style, the extensive referencing, index, glossary and bibliography reflect the seriousness of the endeavour, and while the book is not a racy read, say like Haley’s bestseller was, it also reflects a basic instinct of people displaced from their place of origin—to look for their roots.
The review was published in The Tribune on September 20, 2009

Our kids are the smartest ever

Monday, October 12th, 2009

Grown Up Digital: How the Net Generation is Changing Your World

By Don Tapscott.

Tata McGraw-Hill. Pages 368. Rs 595.

Review by Roopinder Singh

Grown Up Digital: How the Net Generation is Changing Your World

Grown Up Digital: How the Net Generation is Changing Your World

JUST replace ‘our’ in the headline with ‘my’ and you will have every parent agreeing to your statement, even as they despair about the fragmented attention spans, horrible music that they listen to and the inordinate time that they spend on digital devices—net books, cell phones, play stations and computers—that seem to become extra digits on their fingers.

Elders complain that teenagers and children are easily distracted, self-obsessed and have no work ethics and discipline. Don Tapscott, a Canadian who wrote Growing Up Digital in 1996, is a chronicler of the world of digitisation with many previously well-received works. This book is written by someone passionate about both the digital world and its users.

A sympathetic elder who seeks to understand the world evolving around him, Tapscott was given insights by his children, Alex and Niki, much as parents find their children teaching them how to use the latest gadget. Now, it so happens that this overturns the instruction model that was thought to be eternal—of elders passing on knowledge to the younger generations.

The Wellington Girls School in New Zealand acquired computers, but the teachers did not know how to use them—a familiar scenario. In 1990s, Margaret McLeod became principal and formed a team of Tech Angles, students who taught the teachers computer basics. It became a ‘revolutionary’ approach to education because it acknowledged that the kids were authorities in this particular field. For some time the role reversal worked, but teachers resented the erosion of their authority, and soon the system went back to normal, ‘broadcast’ model of teaching.

But broadcasting is so yesteryear. Anyone who used the Net realises that linear progression is antediluvian in the hyperlinked world of today. Interactivity is the key and the Net Generation is an expert at using it far beyond what the originators of the Internet envisaged, so much so that the Net itself has now evolved to Net 2.

As the author says: “Sure, you’re as cyber-sophisticated as the next person … . But young people have a natural affinity for technology that seems uncanny. They instinctively turn first to the Net to communicate, understand, learn, find and do many things.”

A $4-million study that Tapscott led and uses often in the book found surprising similarities among the 7,685 Net Geners in the 12 countries they studied. When we were introduced to the Net, we found it a remarkable medium to send across information across the world. Today, the study has found that the Net Geners are truly trans-national, they seek linkages, they work in partnerships.

As employees, the Net Geners are quick adapters, think out of the box but are easily bored. They expect work to be ‘fun’— can you imagine! So taping them requires a totally different approach—they want instant appraisals of their work, not yearly ones, they want everything customised and they value transparency.

Net Geners are essentially collaborators, and their games and skill sets tell them that there are many solutions to a problem and they get results faster if you work with others. They are making corporations to rethink their management models and even work cultures, and those that do so benefit handsomely

Tapscott examines how family dynamics have changed now, and again, the old orderly world of authority flowing from the top has been turned upside down. Not that Net Geners want to be totally free, they actually want love, affection and even limits, but also to have their say in family affairs.

The picture that Tapscott paints is not all rosy. He takes a sharp look at how the Net Geners reveal too much of their lives online, oblivious of the impact such indiscretions will have at a later stage. There have been many cases of employers rejecting potential employees after checking out their profile on social networks like Facebook, Orkut, MySpace, etc. He is also concerned about the inadequacy of the education system worldwide to use the Net and thus enrich student’s lives.

Net Geners’ voices figure prominently and give an interactive subtext. As expected in this fast evolving world, Tapscott’s latest book needs an update, since it talks of Candidate Barack Obama and so on. Well, he has a website dedicated to it. There is also a blog—the writer practices what he preaches, and those who read his book will find many echoes of their experiences and perceptions in what he and thousands who corroborated (most electronically through Facebook, online questionnaires etc.) in the writing of the book.

The book review was published in The Tribune on Sunday, October 11, 2009

Gandhiji’s Grandson

Thursday, October 1st, 2009

Ramu Gandhi was a brilliant philosopher, a mentor and a guide. He was also the grandson of Mahatma Gandhi. I met Ramu when I was a student at St Stephens College, Delhi and he influenced my life in many ways.
In college, we studied Ramu’s book on A N Whitehead, a slim volume whose importance was inversely proportional to its size. It was Ramu’s venture into fiction, Munniya’s Light that made me write about him, and for this interview I met him in Delhi. Please click here to read it.

Last year, I was to write an obituary when I found that Ramu had passed away. Please click here to read it.
Mahatma Gandhi was a great man who did not devote much time to his family. His children were not chips of the same block, but the grandson that I met had many qualities of a great man, and a formidable intellect. As the world remembers Gandhiji, my thoughts go to the only tangible link I had with him, Ramu Gandhi.