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Maid to Order – A fairy tale May 27, 2006

Posted by kurur in Uncategorized.
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Long long ago. Circa June 2005. A gritty, young couple sets out on a monumental journey to set up camp in a city that is new to them – Hyderabad. The only stumbling block in their path is the unfulfilled requirement of a maid servant. Ingenious as they are, they release an ad in Eenadu. The ad was originally in English, but to please narrow-minded, linguistic chauvinists, sub-titles in Telugu and Hindi were later added. The contents of the ad were as follows:

DESPERATELY SEEKING MAIDSERVANT! (The couple had obviously seen the movie Desperately Seeking Susan which had an unforgettably hot scene that Madonna enacted with ease. Cough! cough! Back to the ad now!)

A well trained, experienced maidservant required to perform household maintenance activities for two hours daily. Salary and compensation on par with best in industry.

Interested candidates should fulfill the following conditions:-

1. Should be able to converse in Hindi (This requirement was subsequently altered to “Should be able to communicate in spoken or sign language”. The initial clause was inserted much before the recruiting couple knew about the simplicity of the language Telugu. Telugu unlike other languages of the world does not take much effort to learn. The logic behind the language is elementary. Take a word in any language, suffix an “uu” or “ulu” or an “intti/antti” to it and voila, you have the telugu word for it. For example, take the word “Car”. The Telugu word for “Car” is “Car-uu”. If you desire to render respect to the Car it is “Car-ulu” and if you are referring to the Car in third person it becomes “Car-intti”. Rudimentary, isnt it?)

2. Should NOT be a fan of Himesh Reshammiya. (This was the only inflexible requirement. According to doctors in AIIMS, Himesh Reshammiya’s monotonously resonating, nasal tone is capable of triggering life-threatening biochemical reactions in living organisms. To make matters worse this condition has been certified highly contagious and could ultimately end up in a hemorrhage of one’s musical senses)

3. Should not be be a member of militant labour unions. (Long years of living in Kerala, the haven of “progressive, anti-bourgeois, anti-capitalist, anti-comprador” labour outfits had enlightened the recruiting couple about the apparent benefits of an egalitarian society in which man and man do not compete with each other but unionise, kill efficiency, scare away investment and finally scratch each other’s backs to engage in productive socialist endeavours)

4. Should not pilfer, swindle, rob, steal, loot, plunder national or individual wealth. (Straightforward!)

5. Should be friendly to green (environmental) causes BUT should NOT be a member of eco-terrorist outfits like Greenpeace, Earth First or even our desi NBA. (With due regard to ecological issues, a Green terrorist in one’s own backyard is bound to be a pain in the wrong place!)

6. Should have worked as Maidservant in at least five households before and should be able to produce Certificates of Good Conduct from any of the above households.

Candidates who have attended interview in the last nine months need not apply. (Inspired by IT company recruitment ads).

Apply immediately to maidtoorder@malicious-mallu-midwives.com or walk-in for an interview on DD/MM/YYYY

The response to the ad was overwhelming. The next day there was a flurry of emails to the above ID. Crowds of avid employment-seekers thronged the roads that led to where else, but Rome! Battalions of the Rapid Action Force were deployed to enforce order.

The first aspirant was a scrawny, almost-crumbling lady called Seethamma. To every question shot at her Seethamma answered with her endearing 32-teeth smile and highly incomprehensible Guntur Telugu! Evidently she did not know a single word of Hindi but she communicated as much as required. And that made an impression. The decision was made. RAF fired two rounds of bullets in the air to disperse the ever-expanding congregation of candidates.

Cut to present! One year later, Seethamma continues to adorn the position of Chief Maintenance Officer in that household, mumbling a couple of words (in Telugu) only when she seeks permission to leave after completing work, serving the couple with utmost earnestness and sincerity. Let them live happily ever after.

What is in a coupla names? May 23, 2006

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Almost a year ago when I set foot in Hyderabad chasing career dreams, little did I realise that I would ultimately set up camp in a cramped, dusty, dirty, village-like settlement called Old Bowenpally. Not surprisingly Bowenpally has a new side to it too, which is (not surprisingly again) called New Bowenpally. In contrast to its older cousin, New Bowenpally is a cut above in modernity and affluence. (But as a jingoistic fan of Old Bowenpally let me state in clear terms that this difference is obvious only to the discerning observer and newness of any kind isnt a guarantee to life-long superiority). Bowenpally (both Old and New put together) constitutes a major suburb of Secunderabad, with a couple of Artillery Regiments of the Indian Army and an Indian Air force station adorning its outer peripheries.

Not long ago I stumbled upon the origins of the word “Bowenpally” which made the place more endearing. Until the “discovery” was made I had assumed that Bowenpally was a legacy left behind by some vagabond Britisher whose second name was Bowen (thank god it wasnt Bowelpally) and who wanted the subsequent generations to remember his antics in the Deccan. Post discovery, I am proud that Bowenpally has a richer past than what it seems. Bowenpally has it roots in Bhuvanapalli, named after the Chalukya king Trailokya Malla Bhuvanesvara of the 10th century (I know what is coming. Oldy was alive then too). Proves beyond doubt that Gults have since ages had very long names! (Yet to come across a Gult whose name is not the customary 3-5 initials and a longer surname which makes his complete name something as intimidating as MVSWPR Srinivasa Reddy. By the way 90% of Gults are called Srinivas as are 95% of Tams called Saravana).

If Old Bowenpally is steeped in tradition and history, the bus stop closest to my home is called Dubai Gate, which gives a truly global twist to my story. I have attempted to research the evolution of the name Dubai Gate but havent met with much success. GoC too has shockingly global place names like Saudi and Nazareth in Fort Kochi, so why not Dubai Gate in Bowenpally? Contrary to the sophistication implied by its name, Dubai Gate is a dust bowl, with an arterial road (that has never seen asphalt, bitumen and/or tar) two buffalos wide (this is the easiest measure since these animals rule the road), thanks to encroachment by “friendly” neighbourhood hawkers. In fact, Dubai Gate is right in the centre of Bovinepally or even better Caninepally. Dubai Gate has been very recently declared as a “Global Canine Reserve” considering the number of freely wandering members of the canine family who flock from place to place “littering” each inch with progeny to carry the legacy forward. The animals play a miniscule role in the entire story. Man and his machinations compound matters further. Battered APSRTC buses ply at speeds that cross Mach 5 setting offwhirlwinds of dust, dirt and garbage. Are more hints needed to highlight how pedestrian-friendly Dubai Gate is?

Regardless of its ancient past and globalising present “Bowenpally” and worse still “Dubai Gate” never seem to find favour with autowallahs who either feign ignorance of the place or give their customary shrug signalling their unwillingness to ferry you to “this place on Planet Z40 in Galaxy Rezqoten”. Next time I should try Bhuvanapalli!