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Walking down Coimbatore’s Race Course Road

April 26, 2013
Red Fort replica, Race Course Road

Red Fort replica, Race Course Road

This is one of my favourite spots in the world. I dont know when racing in Coimbatore was brought to a halt (for that matter did it ever have a race course?)and the place put to alternative use, but whoever it was that did it, was a person with imagination. In what appears to me to be a quick adaptation of the traditional race course layout, the area became a residential space, following the contours of its earlier use. Thus we have a central island in which are several huge bungalows. A road envelops this entirely, probably the old race course. On the other side, that is the periphery, there are more bungalows. The ring road so to speak, is lined with trees and more importantly, a broad walking area that runs along it. Every morning and evening, this space is filled with walkers, joggers, talkers, lookers and others. There are road-side open air exercise spots with parallel bars and similar equipment. All along are milestones indicating how much you have walked (or jogged). Road-side vendors sell juices, nuts and other light eats. It is a clean and green space.

Eiffel Tower replica, Race Course Road

Eiffel Tower replica, Race Course Road

It is also one of the few public spaces in our country that has been put to good adaptive reuse with participation of all stake-holders – pedestrians, local residents, hawkers and transit users. That it is a success was made more than evident to me during my various visits as it has several fathers. Many prominent citizens of Coimbatore (and some elsewhere) have taken credit for the space and have told me that they dont like to mention it in public as they consider it a public service. “But if you ever do write about it, do let me know and I can give you a few quotes…”

Leaning Tower of Pisa, replica at Race Course Road, Coimbatore

Leaning Tower of Pisa, replica at Race Course Road, Coimbatore

Be that as it may, this is one of those places that makes the world go round and makes you realise that we are still only in the prathame pade of Kaliyuge. The day Race Course Road in Coimbatore becomes a concrete jungle, Lord Krishna will incarnate again and finish us all.

But that is not what I wanted to write about. The inner ring along the walkers track is a garden space and dotting it at various intervals are miniature replicas of architectural wonders of the world – the Red Fort, the Cellular Jail, the Bahai Temple, the Leaning Tower of Pisa, the Hawa Mahal and the Eiffel Tower. These are very well made, the scale and proportion being amazing. Walking along, I have often wondered that there is nothing local in these. No temple tower for instance.

These days when you go to Coimbatore, the only thing you hear of is the power crisis. This being a 100% entrepreneurial city with an amazing work culture, erratic power supply has been its bane. Industry after industry is making losses and there is a sense of despair in the town that I did not see even in the immediate aftermath of the notorious blasts in the 1990s. But the city has not lost its sense of humour. Walking on Race Course Road last week, I saw this and realised, that despite all their troubles, Coimbatorites still manage the odd laugh – they have paid tribute to Tamil Nadu’s most visible symbol these days.

Diesel Gen Set (not replica but working original)

Diesel Gen Set (not replica but working original)

Friends of the Earth, the Stanes Story – Part 2

April 25, 2013

This is the second and concluding part of TK Srinivas Chari’s review of my book. The review appeared in Madras Musings. The first part is here

Stanes House, Coimbatore

Stanes House, Coimbatore

In the 1930s, the seed for the giant Amalgamations Group was sown after S. Anantharamakrishnan, J to most people, became Company Secretary of Simpson’s. Among his achievements over the next 20 years were the setting up of India Pistons in July 1949, the first auto ancillary unit in India, founding Tractors and Farm Equipment (TAFE), and acquiring Addison’s, George Oakes, Higginbotham’s and Associated Printers.

In 1961, there came another acquisition. Control of T. Stanes & Co passed to the Amalgamations Group. But Eric Stanes continued as Chairman & Managing Director till March 1964. The take-over followed J’s visits to Stanes’ Coimbatore units and its Tudiyalur Manure Works. J assured both British and Indian employees in the company that their jobs would be safe. His promises were kept. In fact, the person who took J around the Tudiyalur Works, K.S. Hegde, is its Managing Director today.

J closely monitored the transition to see if his vision was being implemented, but did not live to become Chairman of Stanes. The hard work he had put in promoting South Indian industry took a toll of his health. After a heart attack in 1963, he passed away in April 1964. While M.V. Venkataraman, No. 2 in Amalgamations, became its Chairman, M.S. Ramaswamy, who had joined the Stanes Group in 1926 as an accountant, became the Chairman of Stanes. In 1940, he had been the first Indian to become a Director on the Board of Stanes.

On the business front, not losing focus on its growth during its transition, Stanes took up the dealership of the Jawa motorcycle in 1961. Jawa was being produced in Mysore under licence from Czechoslovakia. It was a vehicle ideally suited for estate managers in hilly terrains. Stanes also started focussing on distributing chemical fertilisers for food crops in addition to plantation crops. The start of the Green Revolution in the country motivated Stanes to use its vast dealer network and name to sell more fertilisers and distribute throughout Tamil Nadu pesticides imported and produced by CIBA Geigy and Indofil Chemicals (in Kerala and Karnataka). Later, Indofil marketed Stanes’ products in North-East India.

In 1966, J’s elder son, A. Sivasailam was inducted into the board of Stanes and was joined by his younger brother Krishnamoorthy in 1968. In 1975, Sivasailam became Chairman of Stanes.

The 1970s was the period when those in the Company’s higher echelons today joined the Company and witnessed its growth. P.S. Bopiah, Executive Director, Operations, recalls the tenure of the disciplinarian J.V.K. Rao, brought in from Indian Oil as Director and General Manager. Within a year of Rao joining, sales moved up from Rs.1 to 5 crore. Rao gave new entrant K. Sridharan (now Senior Vice President, Product Promotion and New Product Development) the task of expanding the dealer network. The expanding network saw Stanes moving into territories from Andhra to Haryana. It also saw the birth of the Consumer and Industrial Products Division. D. Johnson, now General Manager, Export Promotion, who joined in 1984, recalls then freelancing for Stanes because a good sales performer was rewarded with a Jawa motorcycle, a vehicle he longed for. Noticing that the farmers of Thanjavur were rarely to be seen in the fields because they were running businesses in nearby towns, he met them in the evenings and bagged orders. He not only succeeded in being taken on the Stanes’ payroll, but got his dream bike as well.

By the 1980s, Stanes could claim with justifiable pride that it brought to planters and farmers a wide range of trusted quality agricultural inputs and estate supplies, backed by friendly and expert service. It was a group within a group, for there were several constituent units. There was Stanes Motors, with its vehicle franchises and workshops, Stanes Amalgated Estates in coffee and tea, United Nilgiri Tea Estates in tea, Stanes Tyre and Rubber Products in tyre retreading, Stanes Tea and Coffee (the old United Coffee Supply having changed its name in 1986 to reflect the revised product mix), Indian Cashewnuts and Plantations (later named Stanes Agencies Limited) and, of course, T. Stanes & Co Ltd. distributing fertiliser mixture blends, pesticides and a whole range of consumer items. From 1977 to the 1990s, Stanes was also an exclusive dealer for Bata. Later, Stanes added other shoe brands when Bata took on more dealers.

In the 1980s, when the Government standardised fertiliser mixtures, many small companies entered the market, forcing big names to exit the business. Stanes, taking advantage of its mechanical mixing unit, stayed put. It also refused to reduce its prices. Its persistence paid off when the Government recommended that farmers could mix neem with urea for better results. Stanes quickly developed a pre-coated urea mixed with neem cake. This was branded ‘Amoga’ (amogham is Tamil for plenty and prosperity). Today, 70 per cent of the Company’s sales come from this brand.

Chairman Sivasailam gave a lot of importance to diversification and research and development. The shift from chemical products to organics and biologicals was a vital move the Company made. The creation of neem and botanical pesticides, micronutrient blends and biologicals to enrich the soil with nitrogen and phosphorous and control fungus, virus and bacterial diseases kept Stanes ahead of the competition and is the reason for the Company to lay claim to the title “Friends of the Earth”.

The Government of India also recognised Stanes’ R&D efforts in the development of ‘Nimbecidine’, a neem oil-based insecticide, with a national award from the Department of Scientific and Industrial Research. Now, Stanes’ core business is bio-products. And for his contribution to this, Chairman Sivasailam was conferred a Doctor of Science (honoris causa) degree by the Tamil Nadu Agricultural University, Coimbatore. The credit also goes to him for spearheading the Herbal Tea and Indian Medicinal product range of the Company, which resulted from marrying, Stanes’ tea plantations and processing with modern technology. Iced tea, flavoured rose, chocolate, masala, cardamom, ginger-lime and lemon tea for the local market and 53 flavours for the export market are now available.

With the country reaching out to the world in the 1990s, so did Stanes, initially, to Bangladesh and Sri Lanka. A lucky break was the nod for Nimbecidine by the Environmental Protection Agency of USA. Today, Stanes exports its products to 30 countries, including Dubai, Vietnam, Egypt, Uganda, Kenya and even France where the chemical lobby is powerful.

Even as Stanes survived the vicissitudes of time, so have the Stanes schools started in 1862 (the Coonoor Stanes school was started in 1875 by Robert Stanes), thanks to the good relations they share with the management of the Company.

Initially, Robert made over some Company shares to the Trust of the schools to enable them to earn a regular income. Later, Eric Stanes, Sivasailam and others steered the schools in the right direction, with the help of good principals and teachers. In 2006, a statue for Robert Stanes was raised in the Coimbatore school.

Must be quite a drink

April 23, 2013
'giger'thanda!

‘giger’thanda!

Seen at Coimbatore. Must be an upcoming Giger bar. If not, it missed an earth shaking drink by just one alphabet.Way to go, Jigarthanda!

Friends of the Earth, the Stanes Story

April 17, 2013

That was the title of my 8th book. It was released by the Hon APJ Abdul Kalam in September last year in Coimbatore. The book is on the 150 year history of T Stanes & Co, British founded and later acquired by the Amalgamations group.

Friends of the Earth

Friends of the Earth

Madras Musings has carried a two part review of the book. This has been written by TK Srinivas Chari

What are the images the name Stanes conjure up? Coffee and tea estates, agro industries, and the Stanes schools (in Coimbatore and Coonoor)? But few recall the four generations of the Stanes family who lived and did business in India for nearly 100 years, sowing the seeds for all this. Building on it, for over half a century now, has been the Amalgamations Group. This is the story historian and journalist Sriram V. weaves into a pictorial history titled Friends of the Earth: the Stanes Story, brought out recently to celebrate the Company’s 150th anniversary.

The Stanes story begins with the patriarch, James Stanes senior. Then came his five sons, William, James, Henry, Thomas and Robert, their children and grandchildren. And, after India’s independence, it continues with S. Anantharamakrishnan and, later, his sons A. Sivasailam and A. Krishnamoorthy, the present chairman of the Amalgamations Group.

“One of the great traditions at Stanes has been the care for the individual; the respect for the employee,” Sriram writes. In 1912, T. Stanes & Co was in all likelihood the first organisation in India to begin a Provident Fund (PF) for its employees, calling it, first, the Pensions and Guarantee Scheme and then, in 1926, the Provident Fund. Any staff member earning Rs. 30 or more had to join the PF with a 5 per cent contribution from his/her salary. And the Company made a matching contribution.

To get ahead of the story, when the time came for the last of the Stanes to sell and move on because, after Independence, nationalisation threatened British interests, Eric Stanes (grandson of Henry, the only son of the patriarch who did not come to India, and son of Herbert who was not successful here) was keen on a buyer who would retain, nurture and nourish the Stanes culture, including its schools. This demand of Eric was more than adequately met by Anantharamakrishnan. ‘J’ as he was known as among his colleagues had risen from being an accountant at Fraser & Ross to Company Secretary of Simpson & Co (a firm that began business in 1840) and then founded Amalgamations (P) Ltd (1938). with the aim of acquiring businesses in synergy with Simpson’s. Through K.S. Vaidyanathan of Paterson & Co., stockbrokers, Eric approached J who was gaining a legendary reputation as a takeover king, asking him to consider acquisition of Stanes. It was a perfect merger of business interests and social philosophy. J was literally a son of the soil who loved to spend time in his farm in Alwarkurichi near Tirunelveli, and kept all his promises of taking Stanes & Co from strength to strength in its core businesses, which were linked to the soil.

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James Stanes Junior set sail for Madras aboard one of his father’s ships around 1850. While waiting for his ship to take on cargo, he journeyed by road to Ootacamund which had been praised by the Collector of Coimbatore, John Sullivan, as a ”little bit of home”. James loved the Nilgiris and, purchasing Runnymede Coffee Estate in Coonoor, decided to stay on and grow coffee. Unfortunately, on May 8, 1852, waiting to meet his fiancée, he drowned while bathing beneath a waterfall in Kulhutty. He was buried in the cemetery of St Stephen’s Church, Ooty. His grave is one of the oldest marked ones there.

Next to arrive was William who, instead of winding up James Stanes’ business, was also taken up with the beauty of the mountains, and not only decided to continue to manage Runnymede, but also acquired Adderley Estate as well. William married into the Scudder family, the American missionaries in Arcot who sowed the seeds of Christian Medical College, Vellore.

The next Stanes to arrive in Coonoor was Thomas. He landed in Madras on June 26, 1855, but before long took over the management of Adderley Estate. With three sons in India, the patriarch sailed from the UK in 1857 to meet them. Neither age nor the Revolt deterred him. He was 61. Leaving India after a stay of six months in 1857, he made up his mind to send out his youngest son Robert, 17. Like his brothers, James and William, Robert too fell in love with the Nilgiris. While he was being trained in coffee cultivation, he found it boring work. But when the idea occurred for Stanes to start their own coffee curing facility in Coimbatore, Robert was the man for the job. In 1861, Robert started the Stanes Coffee Curing Works (SCCW) and the business soon expanded. By 1876, SCCW was exporting a record £ 1,633,395 worth of coffee. Robert continuously worked towards process improvement and became the first to introduce mechanisation.

In 1887, the third James (Jimmy) Stanes, son of William, came to India after studying at the Royal Agricultural College, Cirencester. His brother William (Willie) followed the next year. They acquired estates, both jointly and singly, and inherited Runnymede as well. Capital for all the estates that the Stanes family bought in India was provided by Stanes & Watson, James Senior’s firm in England. James Senior was proud of his sons, and described himself as an “owner of coffee estates”.

While Willie inclined towards the religious life and took to missionary work, Jimmy flourished, owning at one time as many as 35 estates, stretching all the way from the Nilgiris to the Shevaroys and Palani Hills. It is to Jimmy’s credit that plantations growing coffee shifted to tea in 1875 to meet the challenge of the blight which had wiped out coffee plantations. When all of a sudden, Stanes & Watson collapsed, due to financial participation in the foolhardy gold rush in the Nilgiris, it was the youngest of the brothers, Robert Stanes, who suffered. He was left with only Rs. 500 to start all over again. His elder brother Thomas, who had acquired Colacumbay, comprising 200 acres touched by the fungus, merely lent his name to T. Stanes & Co. and that has lasted till date. Along with Robert, there was Keith of the London-based Arbuthnot, Latham & Co and elder brother William’s son-in-law Ramsay who helped to liquidate all the liabilities by the late-1890s. In November 1888, T. Stanes & Co and Arbuthnot, Latham & Co laid the foundation stone for the Coimbatore Spinning & Weaving Co Ltd, and it opened on August 18, 1890, the first in South India and the precursor of the industrialisation of Coimbatore District.

Robert Stanes also worked towards developing community needs like having a swimming bath rebuilt in 1861 at his expense and donating, along with others, the highest amount of Rs. 50 to the Coimbatore Club in 1873. Around 1862, he started a Sunday school for neglected Anglo-Indian children near the main market in Coimbatore. The school moved to near the Railway Station, where it functioned for 50 years, and then shifted to its present location.

In 1864, at the age of 23, Robert Stanes was made the Coimbatore Municipal Council’s first Chairman. He married Harriet Huntingdon Harris in Bristol in 1870 and the couple returned to India the same year. Robert was also instrumental in part for founding the Union Church in Coonoor in 1878. Robert and Harriet had eight children between 1871 and 1884, of whom Fred joined the Stanes firm in 1899 and had a long and successful career in India. The name of Robert Stanes (he came to India in 1858) endures among all the Stanes for promoting causes dear to his heart like education and other charities. This was recognised by the Government of India awarding him the Kaiser-I-Hind gold medal in 1914. He was knighted in 1920. He lived up to the age of 95, passing away in September 1936 in Coonoor. His funeral service at All Saints Church was well attended by many Indians at a time when sentiments against the British were strong.

In 1921, a syndicate with T. Stanes & Co Ltd as Managing Agents, was formed to acquire Elak Rubber Estate. This was to remain with the company till 1940. The estate business was also restructured in 1922. The United Nilgiri Tea Estate Ltd was formed that year, comprising Chamraj, Rocklands and Allada Valley Estates. South Devarshola was bought in 1926 and Kodari in 1928. The Korakundah Estate was bought much later, in 1955. In 1926, the fertiliser department benefitted when C.E. Wootton joined as chemist-in-charge. He became Director of the Company in 1939.

To be continued …

The 2nd part can be read here.

Omelette, at India Coffee House, Bangalore

April 2, 2013

Every day, at around 4.30 pm, I develop a great craving for an omelette. This is something I have had since my college days in Delhi. Mobile omelette stalls would appear all around the University, especially in winter. Ahhhh! The sound of sizzling butter, the whisking together of yolk, green chillies, onions and coriander and the crackles and hisses as this mix fell on the molten butter in the frying pan. The sprinkling of salt…then the tossing over. The toasting of a couple of slices, the daub of butter, the pressing of the omelette in between and presto! On to your plate before the icy Delhi cold got to it. I can never forget it. I am told that the omelettes at the Renigunta station are the best, but the DU ones were among the top echelons.

And so, I still have the craving. These days, yellow of the egg is out of bounds and so is the butter. What I have is a thinner version with dry toast (ugh!). But the Madras Cricket Club dishes out a decent preparation with plenty of green chillies, which for me are a must though they agree with only one end of the alimentary canal (not mine by the way but a lift from SY Krishnaswami’s Memoirs of a Mediocre Man, where he writes in similar vein about pickles).

But when I come to Bangalore, I make a beeline to the India Coffee House, formerly on MG Road and now on Church Street. Several of my friends have sneered at my choice. But introduced first to me by Srividya Prakash (she of Worldspace fame), I have remained faithful ever since. There is something about the place that appeals to the Calcuttan in me – a fascinating decay, a brooding sense of impending collapse, a sad reminder of having seen better days and finally a stubborn refusal to recognise the modern.

It was dark and gloomy when on MG Road and it continues to remain that way on Church Street. Though better lit now, it has retained its saturnine miasma rather like Heathcliffe in Wuthering Heights. Probably this is because all the old furniture, painted dark brown, made it intact from the old location. The bearers are all elderly and give you the impression of being born that way. They also wear archaic clothes – rather like the chobdars in the High Court of Madras. Each man has a strange turban that fans out at the top, a close fitting tunic with brass buttons, a red belt with a prominent buckle, trousers, and no shoes. They are surly and often talk to themselves.

The omelette, as in everything else here, is old fashioned. And there is only one variety, exactly as mother made it. It is made with butter, complete with yellow of the yolk. The onions are always a trifle undercooked. Salt (grey powder) and pepper (also a grey powder) are placed separately for you to add. The bread will have a daub of butter. Those in charge of the place have never heard of size zero and cholestrol and long may they remain that way. When served on plain white plates, the omelette is large, fluffy and a bright yellow. And it tastes great, especially on days when it is raining in Bangalore, which is fairly often these days.

The place is full of atmosphere. On the walls, advertisements from the 1940s and a large peeling mirror. “A fine man, a fine coffee, both Indian” says one ad, showing a gent who may have been the Maharana of Udaipur. Another has a young girl (now no doubt a great-grandmother) holding a cup of coffee and saying that it is the reason for her smile. The kitchen is open to view and is like something out of Saheb Bibi aur Ghulam (not the Gangster). The only concession to modernity is a computerised billing system which is for internal purposes. When you ask for a copy, you are given a hand-written one. There is no menu card and the check is brought to you on a metal plate, then removed and placed under the plate so that it does not fly away. That no doubt is one of the India Coffee House rituals.

The place is ever full. Where else can you get an omelette, two slices of bread and a coffee for Rs 60? This is the equivalent of Simpsons on the Strand where if Wodehouse is to be believed, for a sum of five pounds you could eat any amount. Yesterday when I visited, there was the usual assortment of the faithful. A group of young IT professionals clustering around a laptop discussing the latest app and wondering how to fund it, a jubilant property agent and his cohorts come to relax after having done a deal, a couple of young uns looking deep into each other’s eyes oblivious of everything else and a harassed mother with three kids happily gorging themselves.

Coffee is more or less compulsory here. I had once mildly told the waiter that I was off coffee but he looked at me with such withering contempt that I lost my nerve and ordered it. It is served hot, with plenty of sugar. The texture is thin but the coffee aroma is unmistakable. It takes me back to young days in Bangaru Ammal Street, Mylapore, where I would be asked to go and buy coffee seeds – Peaberry and A Kottai whatever that meant and in a ratio that I now forget. Somehow the India Coffee House coffee beats all the modern varieties, and the posh outlets staffed entirely with people who know nothing of what is on board.

Finally, no tissue papers here. You are asked to go and wash at a sink. That is separated from the main hall by a curtain. En route are sacks of vegetables. Just abaft the sink is a bucket and metal mug (referred to as mugga for some reason in Delhi). Beyond is a plastic door and somehow I know what lurks behind has to do with ‘ablutions’. I beat a hasty retreat. On my way back, I notice a fellow patron surreptitiously wiping his fingers on a newspaper he had brought with him. Clearly he too did not have the nerve to ask for a tissue or go wash his hands. Our eyes meet. We smile knowingly. But we know we will be back.

A Winter’s Tale

October 5, 2012

In the largely peaceful history of Madras that is Chennai, we have had two coups. The better-known episode is the arrest in 1776 and subsequent mysterious death in 1777 of George Pigot, Governor of Madras. The earlier and less well known is the deposition of Governor Foxcroft by Sir Edward Winter in 1665.

Sir Edward Winter

Winter was Agent in Madras from 1661 to 1665. A rough and ready character, he is chiefly remembered for his getting the British their permanent rights over Madras. His tenure was however marked by repeated clashes with his members-in-council and the Directors back home. By 1664, the charges against Winter were mounting. He was accused of siphoning of 30,000 pagodas in cash, taking several relatives into company service, threatening to hang the dubash Thimmanna. The Company responded by sending George Foxcroft to supersede Winter. The moral tenor of the Fort was fairly lax with even the chaplain, Simon Smythe being a hard drinker. He was besides married to Winter’s niece. Together, the two hatched a plot and on the pretext of an argument at the Common Table in the Fort, Winter sought the impeachment of Foxcroft. Nothing came of this immediately beyond Winter storming into Foxcroft’s rooms early one morning. Convinced that a coup was at hand, Foxcroft ordered the arrest of Winter. But within 48 hours, Winter had won over the Captain of the Guard and more importantly, the latter’s wife. He was released and bided his time during which interval, the Captain, Lt. Chuseman, burst into Foxcroft’s rooms and in the ensuing duel, at least one Councillor was killed while Foxcroft, his son and another Councillor were wounded. Foxcroft and three others were arrested and Winter took possession of the Fort. That was in September 1665.

The news reached England and in 1668, a Royal Commission headed by William Langhorne arrived. Winter drove a hard bargain but was ultimately coerced into giving up the Fort. Foxcroft was reinstated and today holds the record of being the first holder of the title of Governor of Madras. Winter stayed on in Madras continuing to trade privately and four years later retired to England, a Nabob in every sense. His wife stayed on in India, collecting money owed to him and joined him a year later. Winter and his good lady settled at York House, formerly Bridge Court, on the banks of the Thames at Battersea, just outside London proper. On the death of the first Lady Winter, he married in 1682, an Emma Wyeth. Winter died in 1686.

Battersea Church

It was only recently that I discovered that Winter was buried at St Mary’s Church, Battersea. And on reading Sir Charles Lawson’s Memories of Madras, I also got to know that there exists a handsome monument to Winter in that church. Battersea being on a route that I routinely travel by whenever I am in England, I decided to visit the church.

An email to the church got me an encouraging response. Ms Sunny Walker-Kier, Parish Administrator, replied stating that she would be happy to meet me on the date I had suggested and allow me to see the church.
And so on a very pleasant day with just a hint of rain about it, I set off from Victoria Station by bus. The church comes upon you suddenly as the bus negotiates a curve and is in such a scenic location that your heart almost aches to see such beauty. It is just by the river and on the opposite bank is the famed Battersea Power Station, now closed but a heritage building considering its art-deco style.

Battersea Power Station

St Mary’s Church is by itself a grade -1 listed heritage building. A church has been in existence on this site at least from 800 AD. The present structure however was completed in 1777 by which time Battersea had become home to several well-to-do merchants of London. So the church that I was seeing was not the one in which Winter worshipped. I walked through the churchyard as instructed in the email and came to the rear of the church and knocked on a round portcullis. It swung open to reveal the basement of the church which now serves as classroom for young children. Ms Walker-Kier came and opened the church building for me.

Battersea Church

“I have not yet located your Winter as yet, “ she said. “But you are welcome to look around.” The church is exceedingly well-maintained and apart from the school in the rear, also has weekly services besides being used for weddings, funerals and baptisms. It has a fine set of stained glass windows and its interior remains substantially unchanged since its construction.

Interior of Battersea Church

Winter’s monument, a vast structure in marble, is on the upper gallery on one of the walls. It was probably relocated here when the old church was pulled down and the new one built. The monument is topped by a bust of Winter, and he looks every inch the fierce personality he was. My first impression is of an eagle looking down from the heights.

Winter’s Monument

The monument has a long inscription in praise of Winter. The chief point of interest is its mentioning that he “alone and unarmed” grappled with a tiger and crushed it to death. That looks like just the kind of story that Winter floated about after his return home. And sure enough, the bottom panel of the monument has a frieze depicting him fighting the tiger. The struggle appears to have happened on the sea coast for in the distance is a ship while closer at hand are a couple of houses. What is evident of course is that the carver had never seen a tiger before and so it looks more like a dog. And from a distance both Winter and the tiger look almost like twins. The other side of the panel has another incident from Winter’s life – his overthrowing singly three and twenty mounted Moores.

The panel at the base

Given my experience in India I ask with some trepidation if I can take pictures. “Take any number,” comes the reassuring answer and I click away. As I prepare to leave, I ask Ms Walker-Kier as to where Price’s Candle Factory was. I am directed to its location, which is just a short distance from the church and accessed by a pleasant walk along the Thames.

Price’s Candle Factory

Price’s Candle Factory was built in 1830 on the site where Winter’s York House once stood. The company became a world-famous one in candles and dominated the trade for over a century before filing for administration in 2001. It still remains in the business though its manufacturing facilities have shifted elsewhere. The land on which it stood has given way to Price Court, a set of multi-storeyed buildings. The actual factory has been retained in façade while the interiors have become flats, going by the name of Candle-Makers Apartments. The practical-minded Winter would have approved.

Early morning in Ahmedabad

March 21, 2012

For various reasons, I like Gujarat. Some of my closest friends – Gandhi and Patel included, come from there. I always like going to this State and have been to some fairly out of the way spots in it, though I am yet to go to an institution I admire – the one that makes Amul. Anyway, I was in Ahmedabad this week. This is a really buzzing and happening city. And wandering about early morning, I took some of these snaps.

One of the gates to the walled city

The Sabarmati is undergoing some major changes. Environmentalists are not in favour of the riverfront development programme but the river is now full of water at all times though it has narrowed considerably with parts of its banks on either side now reportedly making way for some high-profile real estate which will fund the riverfront development.

The art deco pillar marking the beginning of Nehru Bridge

The river may have been full but the side walks on the bridge were full of other things, all broadly classified under human wastes. This made walking difficult.The water looked pristine which is not what we can say about the Buckingham Canal or the Cooum.

The Sabarmati as seen from Nehru Bridge

But the early morning natural view more than made up for people answering nature’s calls

Sunrise over Ellis Bridge

The roads here have sidewalks and seats! I cant imagine such things in Chennai. They also have a Bus Rapid Transport System with its own lane. But the traffic sense here is awful. Chennai is saintly in comparison.

Ashram Road, Ahmedabad

The walls of the old city are majestic and unlike Delhi, appear to have survived almost intact.

The wall, Ahmedabad

The wall is punctuated with bastions and some have staircases that clearly once provided access for the residents to the riverfront.

Bastion and stairway, Ahmedabad

I got this group of peacocks sunning themselves on the fort wall.

Peacocks sunning themselves

I wonder who lives in this heritage building?

I hope to explore more of this city during subsequent visits.

Have you visited these places?

February 9, 2012

A couple of years ago, a friend of mine gifted me with a slim Tamil volume titled Thamizhaga Thadangal. All of 144 pages and written by maNA (I am sorry I dont know what his real name is) it is a set of articles on some lesser known spots in Tamil Nadu, all of them with a great history of their own. The book is a compilation of articles maNa has written on these places for various Tamil magazines. Given the way we teach history, it is of course quite likely that these will all remain less-known and may one day vanish. maNA writes wonderfully and the book is a must read and from then on these spots will become ‘must visits’.

I am listing the spots he has covered in the book:

1. Sambal Nattam near Madurai where the Jains were massacred following the king’s conversion to Saivism
2. Taali Aruttaan Santai – a market place with such a peculiar and inauspicious name
3. The prison where Oomai Durai was incarcerated
4. Nellai Sulochana Mudaliar Bridge (I have been here)
5. Fort St George (been there done that)
6. Sivaganga Palace
7. Saraswathi Mahal Library, Thanjavur (Seen it)
8. Dalavoy Veluthambi’s House
9. Irenaeus Iyer’s Tomb
10. The well into which Sundaralingam jumped
11. Marudanayagam Dargah
12. Collector Ashe’s Tomb
13. EVR Periyar’s Manjal Market
14. The War Memorial, Madras (seen)
15. The oil press that VOC worked on while in prison (have seen and wept)
16. Spots associated with the Marudu Pandi brothers
17. Panchalamkurichi fort
18. Clarinda Church
19. The first theatre of South India (Disputable as he claims this is the Warwick Theatre on Mount Road)
20. Vattakkudi Iranian Memorial
21. Madurai Gandhi Museum (seen when it was a holy mess. Am told it is better now)
22. Kizhvenmani Memorial
23. Raja Sandow’s Tomb
24. Sankaradoss Swamigal’s Memorial
25. Cheranmadevi Bharadwaja Ashramam
26. Papparapatti Ashramam
27. The spot in Madurai from where the 16 pillared Mandapam was uprooted and taken to America (seen and hilarious story. Speaks volumes of our greed to exploit our heritage in the wrong way)
28. Reading Room in Karungal Palayam
29.Vallalar’s House (seen)
30. Central Studio, Coimbatore
31. Memorial to Tiruppur Kumaran
32. Potti Sriramulu Memorial (seen several times and used its library as well)
33. The place where Sankaralinganar gave up his life
34. Memorial to MR Radha’s first love
35. Salem Modern Theatres
36. Devakottai Rasta Studios
37. The house of MK Thyagaraja Bhagavatar (seen)
38. Bhootapandi Jiva’s house
39. Sivaji Ganesan’s house in Sangiliyandapuram
40. Ramavaram Gardens (seen)

Some of the places and stories were complete eye-openers for me. Published 2005, Uyirmai Pathippagam, Rs 90

Height of numerology

January 5, 2012

or is it noomraalgeee?

Tiruvarur – home to the arts

November 29, 2011

This article appeared in Housecalls, the in-house magazine of Dr Reddy’s Labs

Tiruvarur is not probably a name that comes readily to mind when you think of Tamil Nadu, its rich cultural heritage, temples and tradition. Chances are that first of mind recall would be Tanjavur, Madurai or Chidambaram. Unlike Tanjavur or Madurai, Tiruvarur does not take your breath away in terms of temple towers and a profusion of sculptures. But like Chidambaram it was a crucible of the arts and its iconography is full of mystic significance. Most importantly perhaps, it played a very important role in the development of South Indian classical music and dance.

Nobody is very certain as to when the temple here was built. It must have existed from very ancient times for two mythical Chola kings – Muchukunda who is said to have assisted the Gods in a battle against the Demons, and Manunithi, who was known for his strict adherence to law, are associated with the shrine. In the 9th century, Aditya Chola had the temple built in granite and later, the temple was reconstructed in stone by the imperial Cholas – Raja Raja I and Rajendra. It exercised its fascination over the subsequent dynasties of the Vijayanagar rulers, the Nayaks and the Marathas, the last two of whom ruled from Tanjavur. Over the centuries it grew in power and stature, becoming a great pilgrimage centre. As royal patronage grew, the temple expanded in physical area, with several ceremonial halls, sub-shrines and processional deities. It also acquired a wealth of murals on its walls. It also became famous for its festivals and celebrations. A vast number of artistes – dancers, pipers and drummers, became employees of the temple thereby making it the home for the arts.

Tiruvarur is situated between Tanjavur and the port town of Nagapattinam and is therefore close to the fertile delta of the river Kaveri. Today it is a district headquarter but most ironically its heyday was when it was a small village dominated by the temple. The temple still dominates the town, spanning as it does an area of 20 acres. And even larger is its tank, the Kamalalaya which spans 25 acres. It is so big that it has an island in its midst, with another temple dedicated to Shiva on it, accessible only by boat.

You reach Tiruvarur by train from Chennai and if you are near Kumbakonam or Trichy, the journey is better done by road. And when you reach the town, all you need to ask for is the temple and any of the local residents will guide you to it. If you can take your eyes off the tank, you can proceed to the temple. The deities of this temple are unique in several respects. The sanctum has an anthill that is worshipped as a Shiva Linga, here referred to as Valmiki (anthill) Natha (Lord). Though the anthill has ossified into stone, it is still considered to be of sand and so, unlike other Shiva Lingas, this is not bathed with water everyday. On the other hand it is anointed with civet oil, which gives out a unique fragrance.

More famous than the deity in the sanctum is the processional icon, known as Tyagaraja or the Lord of Sacrifice. Tyagaraja or Tyagesa is clearly made of metal and iconographically it is the standard representation of a Somaskanda, ie Shiva in the company of his consort Uma with Skanda, their infant son between them. This is the processional icon in most of the Shiva temples of Tamil Nadu. What makes Tyagesa unique is that he and his consort are forever covered with flowers and decorations, leaving only the faces exposed. Till date, none but the temple priests have ever seen the rest of the image. “What is the flaw in your body that you hide it and show only your face?” sang Papavinasa Mudaliar, a 16th century Tamil composer. Twice a year, Tyagesa deigns to display his feet – the right one sometime in December/January and the left one in August/September.

The icon is said to have been fashioned without a chisel by the divine sculptor Viswakarma and given to Vishnu for his daily worship. Vishnu in turn gave it to Indra, the king of the gods. When Indra was besieged by the Rakshasas he sought the help of Muchukunda, the Chola king. When the duo emerged victorious, a pleased Indra asked Muchukunda to name his reward. He was in for a shock for the Chola king wanted the Tyagesa idol. Indra thought quickly and asked Muchukunda to return the next day. When he came, there was a challenge in store for him. There were seven identical icons and he was told he could have Tyagesa if he managed to identify the original. Muchukunda with the help of Shiva’s grace managed to select the correct one and Indra had to give in. He also gave the other six to Muchukunda and asked him to install them at locations around his capital- Tiruvarur. This Muchukunda did, keeping the original at Tiruvarur. Even today there are six temples with Tyagesa icons around Tiruvarur. Interestingly, Muchukunda is said to have had the face of a monkey. In his previous life he is said to have been one and when he pleased God with his devotion he was blessed with the boon that in his succeeding birth he would be a king. The monkey prayed that it should always remember it’s past and be humble and so was allowed to be born a human with a simian cast.

Though it is covered with flowers, it is believed that Tyagesa is ever in a cosmic dance and so when the idol is brought out in procession, it is carried in a special palanquin with bearers who adopt a particular gait to give the impression that the deity is dancing. This is a sight to behold and the religious fervour of all those around makes it a unique experience. Interestingly, the other six Tyagesa idols situated in the vicinity also dance when they are brought out in procession. And here is the surprise element – each of the seven has a different gait that needs to be practised and perfected by the bearers before they bring it out in procession. Each of the seven dances has a different name and has come down through the generations, for bearing the deity in procession was for long a hereditary right.
The temple has in its possession a unique percussion instrument with five faces. Known as the Panchamukha vadya, it is played at certain times of the day.

Rather unusually, there are two shrines for the Goddess in this temple. The wife of Tyagesa is Nilotpalamba or the Goddess of the Blue Lily who has her sanctum close to the Tyagesa shrine. The processional icon of this Goddess shows her twining her little finger around the hand of her child – Skanda. Far to the rear of the temple is a separate shrine for another Goddess – Kamalamba – She of the Lotus. This deity is unusual for it depicts the Goddess in a seated posture with her legs crossed. Such an iconographic representation is not seen anywhere else in India. This Goddess is said to be ever in penance, praying for union with Tyagesa. It is believed that this will happen only when the universe will come to an end and that will be augured by three events – a barren cow giving milk, a stone chariot in the temple courtyard moving by itself and the Kamalalaya Tank drying up. Fortunately, the tank has never gone dry!
All three, Tyagesa, Nilotpalamba and Kamalaba sport a unique headgear – a band of flowers ending with two large circlets over the ears. There are 16 sub shrines in this temple dedicated to Ganesa, the elephant headed god who removes obstacles. Each Ganesa is different, ranging from the Vatapi Ganapati to the esoteric Ucchishta Ganapati. The space fronting the last named deity is said to have been the venue for tantric rites. In keeping with this, the Ganapati has a goddess on his lap and his trunk is embedded in her pudenda! The icon is kept demurely shrouded under a cloth today. Some of the other sub-shrines are also interesting. In the courtyard are sanctums dedicated to Shiva as the five elements. Of these, the shrine depicting the sky is a pit with nothing in it. Another is so built that no ray of the sun ever enters it. A lone lamp illuminates the sanctum.

Tiruvarur is famous for its endless temple festivals and the most famous of these is the day when the temple chariot is brought out in procession, with Tyagesa in it. The Tiruvarur Ther (chariot) is an art connoisseur’s delight. Devoid of its trappings and embellishments, it is octagonal in shape with four segments. The widest of these segments is at the top and forms the pedestal on which the idol of Tyagaraja is placed during the procession. The lower segments are profusely embellished with carvings depicting episodes from the myths and legends. The height of the chariot is around 10 metres and on either side it has wooden wheels, each 2.59 metres in diameter. In its undecorated state, the chariot weighs 26 tonnes.

The chariot festival takes place during the annual celebrations or Brahmotsavam which fall in the month of Pankuni (March/April). The Ther is one of the highlights of this festival and work begins on decorating the chariot long in advance. It is fitted with a curved canopy that is essentially a wooden frame on which brocade cloth is fitted. From this canopy hang thombais- cylindrical, brightly coloured cloth festoons that are unique to Tamil Nadu. The canopy and the thombais account for 3000 metres of cloth. These and other decorations when fitted add significantly to the weight of the chariot and its height. In its full assembly that chariot weighs 400 tonnes and rises to 30 metres. The spectacle is said to be so beautiful that Tyagaraja when seated on it is said to suffer from the proverbial evil eye- from those who envy his car and its beauty. Ceremonies are performed to ward off the negative impact of this ill-will. Dance was an integral part of the chariot festival with the Kondis, a unique lineage of female dancers attached to the temple performing as the chariot set out. This is not practised any longer though descendants of the family still receive traditional honours.

The chariot/ther rolls out on the 15th day of the annual festivities to accompaniment of loud cries of “Aroora! Tyagesa!”. Tirunavukkarasar, the Nayanmar of the 7th Century sings of Tiruvarur as the place where he saw the Lord on the great chariot. As is the practice in Tiruvarur for all its festivals, the music that is to accompany the chariot is strictly codified. These are believed to have been structured by Ramaswami Dikshitar, father of the famed music composer Muttuswami Dikshitar (1776-1835). The icon of Tyagaraja is removed from its sanctum and brought to the chariot with a certain set of ragas being performed on the nagaswaram (the traditional South Indian woodwind instrument). Once the icon is placed in the chariot, the ther mallari, a unique composition is performed on the nagaswaram. The chariot is then ready to move with its ropes being distributed among the volunteers who drag it. As it rolls along the four principal streets, different ragas and pieces, all following a set pattern are performed on the nagaswaram. Muttuswami Dikshitar in his song Tyagaraja Mahadhwajaroha describes the temple festival in its entirety and sings of the chariot.

The Tiruvarur Ther also became famous for its swaying gait and slowness, again coining an expression in Tamil to depict anybody who is slow and refuses to move easily. The latter aspect became a greater problem with the streets slowly getting congested and the difficulty in getting the chariot to negotiate corners. There have been instances of the chariot being brought back to its shed a full six months after it set out on its run. In the years approaching independence, economic conditions, the absence of volunteers and the Herculean task of organising the festival led to murmurs of discontent and the chariot festival was abandoned in 1947.

It had to wait a good twenty years for its revival. In 1969, the Chief Minister of the State Mr M Karunanidhi, who hailed from the Tiruvarur region, felt that the chariot was a symbol of Tamil pride and that the festival ought to be revived. The public sector undertaking, M/S Bharat Heavy Electricals Limited was brought into the picture and the pulling of the chariot was made easier through the introduction of giant wheels with iron rims and hydraulic brakes. Bulldozers were brought in to push the car from behind and reduce the manual effort. The public thronged back to pull the ropes. As a concession to tradition, the use of wooden blocks to help the chariot negotiate corners was retained. The chariot moved once again and has since been in use. The annual festival draws thousands of pilgrims but the day the chariot is brought out sees the maximum crowds.

The Tiruvarur Ther marks the successful collaboration of tradition, modern engineering, political will and religious fervour. In many ways it is symbolic of Tamil Nadu. Its shape and structure were the inspirations for the Valluvar Kottam, a unique architectural icon of Chennai city.

Another colourful festival is that of the float which precedes the annual festival. For three nights a huge decorated float moves around the tank carrying the deities in it. The public is allowed to sit along with the deity and live traditional music performances take place as the float moves. It takes around two hours for each round and the float moves thrice around the tank each night. On the banks several thousands line up to watch the illuminated float and the fireworks that are let off.

Tiruvarur town is also the birthplace of the Carnatic music trinity – Syama Sastry (1762-1827), Tyagaraja (1767-1847) and Muttuswami Dikshitar (1775-1835). The houses in which they were born were later acquired by a trust which built memorials for them at the spots. Though not aesthetically appealing, they serve to commemorate three geniuses who between them, revolutionized South Indian classical music, rather like Bach, Beethoven and Mozart in the world of Western Classical Music. Of the Trinity, Muttuswami Dikshitar is completely associated with Tiruvarur. Several of his compositions are in praise of the deities here. The Maratha ruler Shahaji, who ruled over the region between 1684 and 1712, was devoted to this shrine. It was said that he would not partake of his afternoon meal without the puja for Tyagesa being concluded. To convey the information that the worship had concluded, a series of bells were installed between Tiruvarur and Tanjavur and when the chimes had relayed the news, Shahaji would sit down for his lunch. Shahaji composed songs in praise of Tyagesa. His most famous opera is the Pallaki Seva Prabandha which describes Parvati pining for Tyagesa and her companions bearing the message to him. Tyagesa relents and the women carry him in a palanquin to Parvati. Another opera composed around the same time is the Tyagesa Kuravanji. This is performed as a dance drama even today at the temple on special occasions.

The Bhakti movement in Tamil Nadu is associated with the 63 devotees of Shiva, known as the Nayanmars, all of whom lived between the 2nd and 8th centuries. Of these, the last- Sundaramurthy has a shrine to himself here. It is believed that he first came up with the idea of the 63, including himself, at the Devashraya – a many-pillared hall that stands within this temple. Another hall in this temple is the Rajanarayana. The Devashraya was known for its unique murals depicting various episodes from the life of Muchukunda. These were all from the Nayak period (16th/17th century). Mostly done with vegetable dyes, these had been affected by water seepage, dust, dirt, bat excreta, the nests of birds and insects and also the growth of fungus. The Prakriti Foundation is a dynamic trust in Chennai set up to promote awareness of various arts and is headed by art-lover and aesthete Ranvir Shah. The Foundation came forward voluntarily to carry out the restoration. The Indian National Trust for Arts and Cultural Heritage (INTACH) was brought into the picture and with the help of its experts, the restoration was carried out and completed. The hall was thrown open for public view in early January this year. The event witnessed talks by experts on Tiruvarur traditions such as Saskia Kersenboom Story, Rajeshwari Ghosh and Devesh Soneji. PR Thilagam, the last of the Kondi line of dancers performed the Tyagesa Kuravanji along with her students and a book on the Muchukunda Panels by Indologist David Schulman and VK Rajamani was released. A concert by Aruna Sairam followed. It was the culmination of an arduous and difficult project, made successful thanks to Prakriti Foundation.

There is a lot to be done at Tiruvarur, for despite being a high-profile town, it suffers from unplanned and uncontrolled development. The surrounding infrastructure is not great and as for the temple itself, it has clearly seen better days. That past is now displayed in a museum within the precincts which is remarkable for its poor exhibits and the lack of effort in making it a visually aesthetic experience. Clearly, Tyagesa has to work one of his miracles to get around official apathy. And as long as he does not plan to immediately unite with Kamalamba, life will perhaps go on.

Despite all the negatives, those who have been to Tiruvarur have always considered the experience unforgettable. It has a certain magnetic attraction making tourists and pigrims wanting to return there, again and again. Mythology says it is the centre of the earth and perhaps in a symbolic fashion such a description is not far wrong.


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