Thursday, July 30, 2009

Parsis!!

Received this mail and so wanted to share it with all of you!! :)

BusyBee on Parsis

The first Parsis I knew were statues. There were scores of them, all over Bombay (now Mumbai), most of them wearing glasses: Dadabhoy Naoroji, Pherozeshah Mehta, Jamshedji Tata, Cowasjee Jehangir, Bomanji Petit, the Khada (standing) Parsi at Byculla Bridge.

Later, I met other Parsis, at the Central Bank, Cusrow Baug, Rustom Baug, Albless Baug, Cama Baug, Godrej Company (find me a Parsi house and I will show you a Godrej steel cupboard in it), Colaba Agiary, Bombay House, piano recitals by Austrian pianists at the NCPA, Ripon Club. Most of the Parsis I know are Bombay Parsis, the older ones born at Dr Temulji's lying-in hospital for Parsi ladies, the younger ones delivered by Dr. Rusi Soonawala (Aapro Rusi). But there are also Delhi Parsis, Calcutta Parsis, Udwada Parsis, Toronto Parsis, one or two Mhow Parsis, Karachi Avaris, Minwallas, Sethna, etc. They are spread all over the world.

Whoever says that the Parsis are a dying community does not know what they are talking about. The Delhi Parsis are mainly Bombay Parsis now settled in Delhi, such as Soli Sorabjee and Fali Nariman. The Bombay Parsis themselves may be divided into further categories. There are Colaba Parsis, Tardeo Parsis and Dadar Parsi Colony Parsis. The Colaba Parsis work in advertising agencies, act in Hosi Vasunia's (now with The Indian Express Newspapers) plays and have relations in Toronto. The Tardeo Parsis would like to be Colaba Parsis. The Dadar Parsi Colony Parsis are Dadar Parsi Colony Parsis.

Their language is Gujarati, with a generous mixture of English or English with a generous mixture of Gujarati. Some people say that they borrowed the language from the Gujaratis, others that the Gujaratis learnt it from them. I have not resolved that point yet. But the Parsis have certain Gujarati words that are exclusive to their language. Putting aside the abuse words, I refer you to 'faragaat'. It is what a Parsi does when he returns home after a hard day at the office. He has a wash (Godrej or Tata soap), removes his clothes, and gets into a 'sadra' and 'lengha' and settles down in the easy chair with his legs stretched along its extended arms, sipping phudina tea. That is being 'faragaat', changing into sadra - lengha and relaxing. Say the words slowly and gently extend it: 'fara-gaaat'.

There are several other such words and phrases: kit-pit bandh ker, dahi na kar, doodh pau. Doodh pau is a somewhat goody-goody person, a bit of a sissy. I invite the members of the community to add to my collection. That takes care of the language, though most of them use English.

They are very fond of things English and particularly the English royalty, though that does not mean I am questioning their loyalty one bit. On that score they are unimpeachable. When I first visited London, a Parsi friend took me to see Buckingham Palace - from outside naturally, in those days they did not issue tickets to wander around the palace. We stood at the gates, he pointed at the palace, and said, "Aapri rani no mehel."

A lot of things are 'aapri' or 'aapro' or 'aapru'. For instance:
Apro Zubin Mehta, kevoo majehnu conduct karech.
Aapro Sam Maneckshaw.
Aapro Nani (Palkhivala), bahuj intelligent and bholo che.
Aapri Bachi Karkaria, soo lakhech, soo lakhech.
Aapro Dorabjee of Dorabjee's of Pune
Aapra Oliaji of Duke's Hotel, Devka
Aapri Princess Street ni Parsi Dairy Farm, bilkul pani nahi doodh ma, bilkul nahi.
Aapro Cyrus Broacha, ketlo comic che.
Aapro Adu (the late and lamented Adi Marzban).
Aapro Rusy (Karanjia), ehni toe soo pen.
Aapru Taj te Taj, choro Oberoi.

Every Parsi takes a proprietary interest in the Taj, in Baliwalla & Homi, Bombay's opticians since time began, and Air India when JRD Tata was the chairman. Even Rajiv Gandhi was aapro from his father's side. Aapro Rajiv aaje hote toe he would have ,,,,, (add your thought here).

On Parsi New Year, one of the 3 or 4 New Years they have in a year, in the morning, a couple of Nankhatai Bands will come over from Pydhonie to Cusrow Baug and with a great flurry play "Sare Jehan Se Acha" and Colonel Boogie's March in front of whichever flat (apartment) pays them. There will be prayers at the two major fire-temples at Dhobi Talao and vermicelli- Sev and sweet curd with rose petals, marghi na farcha and dhan dal and kolmi patia at home.

And there will be drinks, the Parsi pegs. A Parsi peg is the largest peg in the world! You may measure it by your palm - it extends over 5 fingers. The Patiala peg is also 5 fingers, but in the Patiala peg the fingers are held together, in the Parsi peg they are spread out!!

Chalo, Saheb, salamati lev.
-- Busybee.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Some definite MUST DOs every monsoon!!

Monsoons have arrived and it’s time for some fun, some frolic and some masti ;) !!! Some of my favourite must-dos in the monsoons in no particular order..

Curl up near a window with a hot mug of tea/coffee and watch the raindrops slide against the window pane

Inhale the perfume of the first rains

Dress up in shorts, an old t-shirt and sneakers and your windcheater and walk along the promenade of Marine Drive, sneakily cheating the waves which come onto the sidewalk

Curl up on the bed with a thrilling book while listening to the rain drumming on the roof

Go for a loooooooooong, never-ending drive in the rain and watch the sunset

Be a child and splash and jump into puddles – guaranteed a lot of fun!

Eat garam makai buttas in the rain

Stand under the shade of a tree to dodge the rain and sip hot cutting chai with still hotter bhajiyas.. yummmmmy!

Put out your hand to feel the raindrops on them while travelling in a train/bus/car

Curl up with your better half and …. ;) hehehe

Look up to the heavens and greet the raindrops, letting them slide down your face

Have I forgotten any of your favourite must dos? Share them with me!

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Keeping us on track…

The rains lashed Mumbai city late last night and kept us company till mid morning today. The trains were understandably plying late and I for one had accepted my fate of wet compartment floors, closed windows and wet umbrellas!! Though I was prepared for all of this, what I wasn’t prepared for was the sight of the railway tracks being covered with water to the extent that one saw them enter the level of water and then disappear!

We all crib and blame the trains for running late resulting in us being late for work or wherever it is we are travelling to. We also crib about the water logging on the tracks and hold the WR/CR authorities responsible for the same. But have we really stopped and thought for a moment that at times they too have a huge responsibility on their shoulders? Aren’t we the so called “educated” classes that throw our empty wafer packets or empty bhel paper wrappers out the window after eating? Don’t we realize that in doing so we are only adding to the filth that clogs the drains on the tracks?

After seeing the almost non-existent tracks under water, I respect the train drivers’ job even more. Due to their careful and vigilant maneuvers they are able to keep the trains from derailing in the rains. Imagine them guiding the trains in the nights on tracks that are hardly visible, covered with water while rain lashes onto their windshields. Every journey that I undertake in the rains by train I have come back with awe for their expertise in making sure that we the passengers reach our destinations in one piece!

So I would like to say thanks to the men who drive our trains and keep us all on track – 24/7/365 days a year!
Tracks under water at Mumbai Central Station...

Tracks under water at Mumbai Central Station...

Tracks under water at Grant Road Station...

Tracks under water at Grant Road Station...

Friday, July 3, 2009

Monsoon Mania @ Mumbai

Mumbai was host to the much awaited monsoons last week. The monsoons heralded their arrival with dark clouds which covered the blue skies and few showers. I captured a few snapshots of the monsoons on my phone - check them out!


A small river near Andheri highway...

Raindrops falling on the road!!

Scene from the train...

A watery man and his dog...

The clouds at Bandra...

Rain clouds near Andheri Station...


Rain clouds near Andheri Station...

Rain Clouds at Marine Drive...


Rain Clouds at Marine Drive...