Archive for April, 2010
I believed I was smart and should fiddle around with the name server-settings of my level360.com-domain. This happened today around 10.30 am India Standard Time (7 am CET). What I did not take into consideration: It also affected all my e-mails to my mail address under @level360.com
Actually throughout the day I thought: “Wow, great, this is really a quiet day where I can get a few things done without e-mail distraction.” An hour ago it dawned on me that this was not normal at all and that there must be connection with my playfulness on these name-servers. (The tricky thing, though, was that all mails I sent out went out perfectly. So there was no indication for me that something was not working.)
Anyway. The problem is resolved, and things are back to normal. A few mails are drizzling in, but I am not safe to say that this will happen to all of them.
Therefore if you have sent me an e-mail today, kindly re-send it.
Sorry also for this communication-mishap.
For any walk through India, it’s never wrong to carry a camera. Take it for granted that there is always something rewarding for first the eye, then for the lens – and hence for eternity.
Here just around the corner, I ran into two guys with two big bamboos (the visible ones ;-) who are preying through town to shake some ripe mangos down whose time has come.
A little later, four guys from the public telephone operator BSNL at a switchboard on Brigade Road doing some wiring, installing and checking. Please note the in India commonly prevalent high “labour intensity” for any task …
Then a snapshop for the foodies, went to a restaurant to have my beloved Dal Fry for luch, where this lady is responsible for making the chapatis. No doubt that she possesses the physical strength to do quite a bit of them.
Last but not least, two boys in the street, one pushing the other.
Wonder what they will become when they grow up. Extrapolating this scene into the future: The one pushing in the back a pilot, and the one sitting in front a Maharadsha :-)
One of these drive-by moments when you try to be as fast as possible with your camera. Yesterday in Delhi, we were approaching this one from the back with three happy kids in their school uniforms in the back …
… and three happy kids in the front.
Chapeau to the driver for pedalling in 40 degrees of heat these six cute little chicken home into their nest.
Even after 6 years of living in India, the subcontinent is full of surprises every day. Just one week of being here, countless of heartwarming, witty and inspiring stories. Starting in the here and now: I am sitting on a “laptop station” after security of Indira Gandhi International Airport in Delhi and blogging this post away. Really amazing where India has gotten with such a world class airport, working stations including free high-speed wireless internet (try to get that on a German airport).
It’s been quite a busy travelling week, so last Friday I have been at Cochin Airport where this instance caught my eye. In contrast to western economics where capital EXCHANGES labour for the sake of saving cost, the success formula in India seems to be capital PLUS labour.
In a congenial combination of man & machine the concept works like this: A customer steps forward to the apparatus and selects an item. The guy in the yellow T-Shirts takes his money and shovels it into the machine, the magazine drops down, the guy picks it up and hand it to the customer. Variation B: For bigger items, that’s even more hilarious, the guy collects the money, opens the door, grabs the article and hands it out. So basically as a customer you get the feeling that modern technology is still grounded by good old human service.
Some Indian ads are just involuntarily funny, I really wonder what rode the heavily metrosexual art director of coming up with this copy. It’s supposed to promote the speed of transfer as well breadth of shopping opportunities at Bangalore Airport.
Well, if I was that girl, I also wished that rather the teddybear be my father and not that guy with the gay moustache with the glossy lipstick beneath LOL