Hello People
What's up? life seems to be a bit dull. the political hullaballo seems to have died down. it seems as if the vacation has taken the bite out of our political debate. how sad. well keeping with that trend, here's an account of a field 'trip'.
On the 27th of March, Seven brilliant(Six actually, i'm not that brilliant) students of NUJS(I'm not sure whether we qualify as first or second years) went to a place near Barrackpur.For the benefit of the historically challenged, this was the place where the First War Of Indian Independence/Sepoy Mutiny of 1857, began. My travelling companions included one happy couple (Sniggy+Dadoo), one madcap(Psycho), one asshole(Tittoo), Subhomoy and Trina. The trip was actually a huge picnic. We worked for less than one hour, and played about for more than four. Somehow, socio lessons from the first sem did not seem to be of much help. Me, Subhomoy and Psycho are working on Self-Help Groups. the interview method wasn't of much use. anyway, the transcript of the interview resembles the script of a badly made Bengali movie. it's too full of cliches. the usual, rot about female empowerment, education, etc. During the interview, i realised that Psycho's Bengali is even worse than mine(I claim no expertise in my mothertongue whatsoever). He made up a few words which i cannot unfortunately translate (i didn't quite get what he was referring to). i then acted as a translator for the happy couple, who had gone on a field trip despite the fact that neither of them could speak even rudimentary Bengali(so much for linguistic tolerance). we then went about playing carrom and cricket. Dadoo happened to discover a magic touch and got quite a few wickets(the small boundaries meant that 6=out. most of dadoo's victims carted him out of the ballpark). Some excellent food and great people thrown in completed the day.
Lessons learnt from field trip:
1. If the ngo says 'come by 10.30', never appear before 11.30.
2. Avoid going on long trips with tittoo. he can be a real pain in the ass.
3. Avoid taking main roads during the run-up to the elections, especially if you are in a Tata Sumo, Mahindra Maxx or SUV of the same categories. the police have a tendency to seize or book these cars for election purposes.(you don't want to give them the car because it is rare to get back the car in running condition).
4. Never judge a carrom player by his size. i got thrased by a 12 year old midget.
5. Dont ask Tittoo to sing Himesh Reshmiya songs.( You'll be laughing till you get stiches on your sides).
6. Socio lessons about research techniques is useless during field work.
7. A decent knowledge of the local language is usually a must. (or else you will be making up words like psycho)
Thats all for the day. Good Night and Good Luck (especially if you are working with the people i am working with).
What's up? life seems to be a bit dull. the political hullaballo seems to have died down. it seems as if the vacation has taken the bite out of our political debate. how sad. well keeping with that trend, here's an account of a field 'trip'.
On the 27th of March, Seven brilliant(Six actually, i'm not that brilliant) students of NUJS(I'm not sure whether we qualify as first or second years) went to a place near Barrackpur.For the benefit of the historically challenged, this was the place where the First War Of Indian Independence/Sepoy Mutiny of 1857, began. My travelling companions included one happy couple (Sniggy+Dadoo), one madcap(Psycho), one asshole(Tittoo), Subhomoy and Trina. The trip was actually a huge picnic. We worked for less than one hour, and played about for more than four. Somehow, socio lessons from the first sem did not seem to be of much help. Me, Subhomoy and Psycho are working on Self-Help Groups. the interview method wasn't of much use. anyway, the transcript of the interview resembles the script of a badly made Bengali movie. it's too full of cliches. the usual, rot about female empowerment, education, etc. During the interview, i realised that Psycho's Bengali is even worse than mine(I claim no expertise in my mothertongue whatsoever). He made up a few words which i cannot unfortunately translate (i didn't quite get what he was referring to). i then acted as a translator for the happy couple, who had gone on a field trip despite the fact that neither of them could speak even rudimentary Bengali(so much for linguistic tolerance). we then went about playing carrom and cricket. Dadoo happened to discover a magic touch and got quite a few wickets(the small boundaries meant that 6=out. most of dadoo's victims carted him out of the ballpark). Some excellent food and great people thrown in completed the day.
Lessons learnt from field trip:
1. If the ngo says 'come by 10.30', never appear before 11.30.
2. Avoid going on long trips with tittoo. he can be a real pain in the ass.
3. Avoid taking main roads during the run-up to the elections, especially if you are in a Tata Sumo, Mahindra Maxx or SUV of the same categories. the police have a tendency to seize or book these cars for election purposes.(you don't want to give them the car because it is rare to get back the car in running condition).
4. Never judge a carrom player by his size. i got thrased by a 12 year old midget.
5. Dont ask Tittoo to sing Himesh Reshmiya songs.( You'll be laughing till you get stiches on your sides).
6. Socio lessons about research techniques is useless during field work.
7. A decent knowledge of the local language is usually a must. (or else you will be making up words like psycho)
Thats all for the day. Good Night and Good Luck (especially if you are working with the people i am working with).
posted by poli at 1:21 AM
2 Comments:
hey porchy!
looks like you got yourself a most lovely summer job! i'd just like to point out, though, that you referred to tittoo as brilliant. i don't care if you were sarcastic...thts just plain cruel. it ain't done
Good blogging
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