Friday, March 14, 2025

Downsizing is great

 


Source: Google photo of downsizing your life and living a better life.

 

Synopsis: We look for a happy ending in our life but unfortunately many of us will die someday unhappily alone and without loved ones nearby. But it does not have to be this way because there are alternatives to unhappy life during your retirement. This post looks at the happy alternatives.


At some point we start thinking of living a simple life in our later stage of life where money, big house, cars and pampered life loses its Lustre, so we start thinking about how to simplify our lifestyle. We come to realize a simple truth. It is that no one really cares about you and how you spend the last part of your life because they never cared about the glamorous part of your life or to know about your achievements. They only care about what they can get from you. When they do not get anything from you anymore, they discard you, so you start to fade away into oblivion and one day close your eyes forever. This is the life of most people. 


But today I started to think that no matter how old and simple you look, you may have achieved great things in life and were appreciated by people who admired your talents like a great author, great musician, great actor or artist  but the ordinary people have short memories of someone who has become old and is waiting for his death. At that time no one remains your friend or shows any care or concern for the man you once were so great scientists like Nicola Tesla died in a dirty hotel room in his old age with no one to share his pathetic life or visit him to know how he was doing. He nearly starved to death and had no friends who could sit with him, give him sympathy for his dire conditions and left with him food and medicine that he desperately needed. There are many such examples where once a great movie actress was found scrounging for food in the garbage bins and sleeping in a graveyard covered in a sheet of plastic.


People who have earned and saved a lot of money and lived in style have been known to waste their life in the end because they did not plan for their retirement from whatever their profession was. The sad part is that no one cares to know how you live your retired life including your relatives who have stopped receiving money or other benefits from you, so they have no more interest in you. But when you die someday, they start to fight over your money and property so they descend like vultures and compete to grab whatever they can grab.


This is the sad nature of human beings, especially the relatives and others who had benefited from your generosity toward them but now forget what a great person you once were. Rarely such relatives show love and respect to you when you were alive and now dead. Their sole interest in you depends on what they get from you while alive and after your death.


However, there are always exceptions to every rule, so I know one or two cases where the siblings respected and honored their elder brother who sacrificed his life for their welfare, so they built a house where they kept one room for their dead brother in impeccable conditions and with flowers and incense as if he was still alive. Such loyalty, love and respect for a person who is dead is rare so worth a mention.


Lord Buddha was a prince who grew up in the lap of luxury and who had a beautiful wife, a palace and servants to attend to his every need but he chose to leave everything behind him to seek Nirvana and wandered all over India in search for the meaning of his life. He wore a simple orange gown and went to sleep often without food under a tree because he had given up all his comfort and pleasure as a royal prince. He took a vow of poverty and the life of a monk who ate only when some people gave him some food. When nearing his few remaining years, he meditated and reached the conclusion that nothing in life is permanent so one must seek the liberty from material things of life that ties a person down to keep him from the bliss of liberty or moksha as the Hindus say.


We of course are the ordinary people who cannot understand such high philosophy of Lord Buddha, so we live a humdrum life until the end and try to hold on to the material things until our last breath, but everything slips out of our hands when we are old and feeble like Gene Hackman who died pitifully in spite of having a lot of wealth.


The common people like you and me are afraid of the unknown and reluctant to give up our comfort zones so we seek the company of people like us, food that we commonly eat and like to live in a familiar environment where everyone speaks the same language so cannot imagine us living a life of sacrifice and uncertainty looking for Nirvana. 


Most of us do not understand what it means and how it can make us free from the temptations of life that we get so used to. People who seldom walk cannot imagine how hard it is to wander on foot with a begging bowl in hand like the monks. That calls for extreme sacrifice that most of us cannot accept.


I think this much introduction in this blog is enough so I will now try to focus on the title of this article called Downsizing is great. I will explain why the downsizing of your lifestyle and everything that is related to it is great when you become old, meaning over seventy years of age.


Now the life expectancy depends on your health, which depends on good nourishing food, a good environment where you live and a good and loyal person who can be your wife or husband who cares for you and sees to it that you are in good health and comfortable until you die. 


People say that dogs are more loyal and trustworthy than humans because a dog will never abandon you and will serve and protect you with his life. He will mourn you for days and weeks over your body but not your relatives. Just remember Hachiko in Japan who gave his life waiting for his master. The relatives will wear fancy black clothes and go to the cemetery in shiny cars but look at other relatives with venom in their heart because now the fight for the property and money starts.


So I started to think that anyone can plan for his remaining days so that he or she remains independent of others and lives his or her life on his or her's own terms

 and ends it on his or her own terms, as well. It may sound like a difficult proposition, but it is quite doable, but we are human beings who come in various shapes, sizes, colors and abilities.


By ability I mean a firm resolve to live your life the way you want until you croak. Not every Tom Dick and Harry can do it because it depends on how you grew up and under what circumstances. Not everyone is prepared to live his life on his own terms because it requires a strong personality with resolve and taking matters into his own hand.


I had a maternal uncle who one day abandoned his wife and disappeared never to return home. Some say that he became a wandering monk and others say other things. He may have sought freedom but abandoning his wife who depended on him was an act of cowardice and selfishness in the extreme. Marriage means responsibility.


But if you want to live simply somewhere, then downsizing comes as a good alternative. You no longer need your big house, big screen TV and air conditioners. You do not need so many servants to keep your house and your garden in perfect shape. You do not need so many dogs and birds to amuse you and certainly you do not need so many luxury cars and motorbikes. After all these are just material things one can get rid of, but some people say that it is nearly impossible. They care more for their cats and dogs than people.


One thing that separates common people from the monks who are spiritual people is the degree of spirituality they have. Just attending Church service or going to mosques to pray five times every day does not make you a Christian or Moslem unless you grow in your spirituality. I do not mean the Bible thumpers who annoy everyone with their fanaticism, but it is possible to grow in your spirituality without the Bible thumping.


Now let us suppose that you have finally realized the need to downsize your house and your lifestyle. Where can you go and live simply and peacefully? There are many countries that offer peaceful living. There you can buy or rent a small house in a beautiful surrounding at a low cost. You can get a wonderful cook who will delight you with the local cuisine every day for a small salary. They will cook and clean your house and run all the errands for you and your wife.


Their culture and lifestyle will amaze you. They will come to ask you how you are and bring a doctor if need be. There are excellent health care facilities and very good doctors who will attend to you whenever you need. If you have a lot of money, there are local banks that will keep it for you and give you easy access any time. Such countries do exist where your life will be secure and peaceful. 


You will be able to participate in their amazing and colorful festivals and get used to wearing their local and comfortable clothes. They will even walk your dog if you care to keep one and you will enjoy their hospitality. It will be a far cry from your country where neighbors will ignore you and report to police only when they smell the odor of death. You will not want to live there where old people die alone and their pets die of hunger and neglect.


Japan and many European countries that claim to be developed countries are also known for their indifference to the old people who live alone in tiny apartments. Their neighbors living next door ignore them and do not knock on their door to ask how you are. There old people living alone die of loneliness and lack of care. They may have been notable artists, writers, engineers or great scientists but they were ignored by their society when they were alone and lived a very lonely life.  I shudder to think of the old people in such countries.


But the Asian culture in most countries is not like Japan. They may be poor, but they have not lost their humanity so to live among them is a good choice where you can live the remainder of your life in peace, tranquility and without worries. What could be a better choice than this? Downsizing does not mean that you compromise on your quality of lifestyle. It means that you can enjoy a quality life at a much lower cost of living than your country where no one seems to care for you.


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Tuesday, March 11, 2025

Hen's tooth

 


Source: Google photo of emotional parting of friends


Synopsis: We all experience the emotional parting of friends and relatives during our lifetime. True and close friends make parting more difficult because of the uncertainty that we may never see them again as life itself is uncertain. We never know if we will see them again so cherish their friendship that is so rare.


I often think of the reasons why I get emotionally affected when a dear friend or a relative comes to see me and we enjoy his or her company but feel sad when the time comes for them to leave. I am not sure how my visitors feel but certainly I feel a sense of loss because there is always an air of uncertainty because it may be their last visit so I may never see them again. It happened to me when my sister came here for the last time. I gave her a big hug at the airport but did not know that she will never again come to visit us here in the Philippines because she died of cancer in India.


I was emotional when she left because she was my companion when I was just a baby and later, we used to go to school every day and return home together as well. So, we shared a lot of time together while growing up. I did errands for her and brought her to the train station numerous times when she had to go back to her town where she was a teacher. I pressed her clothes, bought things for her and went to a picnic that she enjoyed. I invited her to travel with me in India to visit beautiful places and I brought her to the Philippines three times, which she enjoyed very much. My wife, being a very generous woman, bought her many gifts and took many photos that she printed and put in an album to bring with her to India.


I felt sad when one day I received an email from India that she had died of cancer, so I sent money for her last rites, but I did not feel any emotion when my three other sisters died. Why did I not feel any emotion when they died? The answer lies in one word "Sharing".


I did not share anything with them because of the huge age gap between us so they did not play with me or share anything. I ran errands for them as well, but they remained aloof and left the town when they got married and were busy raising their children who later did not have any connection with me. They did not show any excitement when I left India or went to see me off at the train station but this sister I grew up with, always went to the train station or the airport to see me off and shed a few tears while giving me a big hug.


She was only a few years older than me so there was no big age gap. Maybe that could be another reason why we were closer to each other and shared many things. I tormented her for being a crying kid, but she never complained and always carried me, fed me and took care of me but others were not like her, so I felt her absence when she died.


I find that these two factors, i.e. the sharing and small age gap played a role in bringing us together. We shared our childhood and later our teen years together. She had a great impact on my education when one day she told me that I should get admission to an agriculture college because the students there spoke good English and were smart, so I became an agronomist and received my B.Sc. Ag degree one day that she was very proud of. She did not know that one day this education will open many doors for me and provide many opportunities that would make me an international traveler working in many countries. My other sisters were aloof and had nothing to do with me, so I did not feel anything when they died.


Then I started to think why some people I met long ago became my lifelong friends while others never offered any friendship, so they all faded away. Some were my classmates in college, others were my coworkers and still others I met in many countries, but none became my friend, so I have forgotten their names but not their indifference and often nasty toxic behavior. Some were jealous so they talked against me to prove that they were better than me.


I too ignored them and never kept any contact with them because they were not worth my time to keep my friendship with them that was never there to start with.


A friendship develops between two persons when they share the same ethics of hard work, honest living and offer help to anyone who needs their help. They never say anything but the truth and they never make any promise they cannot keep. They are always ready to help each other whenever needed so a bond develops that gets stronger as we age.


They go through life facing many challenges but eventually overcome them because they work hard with honesty and diligence, so they share this trait with their friend who has overcome somewhat similar challenges and succeeds at some point. It is often said that people who suffer challenges together become lifelong friends. It is common in the armed services where they get wounded or worse in some distant war but return home as lifelong friends. The sharing of danger and hardship is what makes people come together this way, but it is not limited to the armed services.


Often people say that we are not like wild animals because wild animals care only for their own survival, but I disagree. Wild animals of different species raised together become lifelong friends and shed tears when they are separated. If you raise such animals, they will never forget you even after many years living in the wilderness.


But we seek others like us and rarely make friends with people who are not like us. Humans go one step further. Some will seek friendship only if the other person is of the same race, same religion and even has the same political views so they make many conditions in their friendship.


Those who do not make conditions for their friendship are those rare people who share similar values and work ethics with another person, irrespective of their race, skin color or ethnicity become good friends in a selfless manner. They do not want any favors from you but want plain and honest friendship. Such people do exist but are not very common.


Meeting with them years later somewhere brings joy but parting with them at some airport one day brings a sense of emptiness that is hard to fill. Life is short and unpredictable so we all feel that anything can happen to us anytime without warning especially when we are at the end of our life and waiting for the final curtain to descend.


Friendship is like a sapling that you plant together and nurture it to grow into a lively healthy tree someday that gives shade and fruits. Friendship is also like that and needs to be nurtured so that it can grow strong over the years and create a strong bond between people.


Most people go through life without friends meaning true friends. They become friends for a reason and for a season, but such people are not your true friends because they are your friends for a reason and for a season. Later they all fade away leaving no trace because their friendship is always tainted by their self interest in you. A true friend wants nothing from you. Such people are rare and should be cherished because they are like hen's teeth.


I am happy to tell you that I have a few friends like that who have helped me, mentored me and always stood by me because they believed in me and in my ability to get the job given to me done professionally. Some were my professors in college and others whom I met working in other countries, so I consider myself very lucky to have met them and got to know them well. Many have died so I miss them and feel emptiness whenever I think of them.


Note: I have nearly come to the end of my writing career as a blogger so you may have noticed that I have written very few blogs in the past few months. Sometimes an idea comes, and I write a blog like this one but one day surely, I will come to a stop. After publishing over 440 blogs on various subjects, I feel that I have written enough that will keep you busy reading them for a long time so I should quit.

But a change was in the offing. It came in the form of an idea that Amazon may accept my blogs now called posts in the form of an e-book in many languages and publish them.

So, my IT expert daughter is putting together all the blogs I have ever written into a format acceptable to Amazon called KDP (Kindle Direct Publishing) as e- book. You may be able to download the volumes no matter where you live in the world once it becomes an Amazon publication sometime in the future.


In the e-book if it ever sees the light of the day , it will be free of all the links I usually add to my Wordpress blogs and all the power points and YouTube links to movies or other subjects so it will be plain but with the same content as my blogs present. I will tell you when it comes online. In the meantime, share my blogs with your friends and others as usual and always send me your comments on them. My e book pen name will be Anil. Someday my biography will also be published there as an e-book. Cheers and best wishes. Aumolc.


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Tuesday, February 4, 2025

North American model

 


Source Google photo of North American model of development

Synopsis: People say that the imitation is a form of flattery but when people imitate blindly the Western model of development at the cost of losing their own culture, their art and their social structure, they lose their heritage, their social cohesion and their humanity in the process. It is something that is very difficult to get back once lost. The blog looks at the pros and cons of such development.

 

I have been to many countries in Africa, Europe and the Americas and noticed that many developing countries are adopting the North American model to develop and grow their cities and their infrastructure.

My home country India is also doing the same in the name of development so we now see the glass and steel upended box like buildings everywhere that are imposing but lack the ability to bring people together to live in a society where people can have social interaction and get to know each other to form human bonds.

I understand that the high cost of land in big cities worldwide favors a monolithic tall structure that is perhaps efficient and allows the maximum use of space on an expensive piece of land, but it does not inspire anyone to be creative in designing a new building that would be based on how people living or working in it interact to each other socially.

These upended and quite ugly buildings are the symbol of the development just like the immense jungle of intertwined highways, expressways and roads that look like tangled spaghetti blotting the cities that divide people and communities in the name of efficiency and speedier movement of vehicles 24 hours a day but scary just the same. It represents the concrete jungle that keeps on growing like cancer but ignores the basic need of humanity of living together happily and in peace and harmony.

Such roads and buildings that are a symbol of the Western style of development have helped create a more individualistic and apathetic people who may live or work in such tall buildings but do not know their neighbors or the workmates because the sterile design does not create a warm living space where people are happy. It does not create a happy living community because it cuts off people from each other in the name of efficiency.

People in poor countries are greatly impressed by the steel and glass structure and assume that it represents modernity and progress but have no idea what it means in terms of human relationship so they abandon their cultural and humanistic values and start to follow blindly the Western culture and architecture that starts to assert itself on the spiritual health of a country in a bold and aggressive manner that changes people in a negative way.

I have watched several videos made by some people in the United States who show the decay of small towns and cities in almost all the States that show dilapidated and abandoned houses and other properties where people live in abject poverty and despair who are trying to survive on food aid some charitable organizations are providing. The abandoned neighborhoods, the overgrown weeds that fail to hide the rusty abandoned vehicles and household things strewn everywhere show how people are suffering and are leaving such dens of poverty and despair.

Source: Google photo of small towns in America that look forlorn and deserted.

The ramshackle structures that are put up by the fast-food companies, derelict shuttered stores, graffiti-stained walls and garbage piles tells you how the roads and highways have divided and destroyed what was once a thriving community of people who lived together in peace and harmony.

What will strike you is the sameness of these small towns no matter where you go that are featureless and downright ugly and forlorn. Crime and vandalism thrive in such towns where people live in fear and are suspicious of strangers who may be just passing through while getting gas or food.

You will see abandoned factories in the outskirt of such towns that have gone bankrupt that used to provide some jobs with poor wages. You will see enormous piles of abandoned farm machinery and vehicles of all sorts just dumped here and there overgrown with weeds.

You will see huge, abandoned school buildings because there are no more children to go there. You will see the broken playground see saws, swings etc. where once children played. (Read my blog called Small town dreamers here)

A great deal of this decay is directly related to the unemployment so people leave to go where they can find some jobs. It is even more difficult for the young people who have little or no education so they too leave to find jobs elsewhere. The agriculture used to employ a lot of these people but those jobs are now handled my machines in most parts except where they need farm workers to hand pick the produce, thus employing the itinerant Mexican or others who have no choice but to accept very low wages. Watch the movie Deer hunter that shows the plight of small towns in Virginia, but it could be any other town anywhere.

What brings me to write this blog is what the developing countries are imitating from the Western model that is tearing their people apart just like in the United States, but they do not see it coming.

They do not yet realize that these office towers built everywhere are just offices that big companies rent so it is just profitable business. Some are built as residential buildings where the rent may be high depending on the location but most of the downtown area becomes empty when people working there shut down their stores or offices and go back to their suburban homes that are also featureless, drab and uninviting places. This has created the commute culture due to the development of suburbs that may be 20 kms from the city.

One thing you will notice in any big city in the United States is that almost all the people who work there leave at the end of the day to return to their suburban homes, so the city center looks deserted. The stores and shops also close due to lack of customers or due to rules that they must shut down everything after a fixed hour.

If you are new and are out to walk to get some fresh air, you may be accosted by a heavily armed policeman who wants to know why you are loitering when you should be home and will scrutinize your ID thoroughly.

It is very different in Europe or Asia where the cities are vibrant with shops, restaurants and night clubs and people everywhere enjoying the evening shopping or eating or meeting with friends in a popular café. Some cities never really shut down. There are eateries everywhere and there are huge markets that sell everything you need or want at an affordable price so the cities really come alive in the evenings.

But the north American cities and towns are strictly regulated through numerous laws and edicts making them isolated and lifeless because everything is shut down at a specific time. All you will see are empty streets and monolithic tall buildings on both sides and an occasional street dog that looks lonely and is desperately looking for some food scraps.

You will also find some homosexuals wandering the empty streets to look for someone or anyone to talk to. They are sorry looking pathetic people who wander the empty streets of big or small cities as I found out in Washington, D.C. one day. The parks are the favorite hangouts of the poor drug addicts and prostitutes who are looking for some business so never go to any park in the evening anywhere if you value your safety.

Then there are dark streets where some red lights give out the impression that these are dangerous quarters run by criminals who also control the prostitution business. The drug dealers are seen peddling to the motorists or anyone who buys drugs from them. Often serious crimes happen there.

The sidewalks are often occupied by the homeless people who are seen scavenging for scraps to eat from the huge garbage bins. They sleep on the sidewalks because no one helps them find a decent shelter and something to eat. The homelessness is a very serious issue in North America that fails these poor jobless people who are forced to sleep on the sidewalks of the richest cities and beg for money or food.

So, I look at these glass and steel buildings as nothing but a lifeless structure that cancels out people from it but glows in dazzling lights all night to representing the so-called modernity. Other countries are now trying to imitate this type of modernity at the cost of dividing people and forcing poor people to sleep in their shadows wrapped often in rags and plastic sheets. The rich people take better care of their dogs than these poor people no one cares for.    

Now we will see how the traditional living, the architecture and the communal living style that is still found in many countries in Africa and Asia is slowly giving way to the soulless development found in Western countries that they imitate.

The educated Africans snigger at their own traditional architecture so they prefer the Western style because they were taught that the white people are more modern and live in modern houses.  

In the process they ignore their rich culture and architecture because they do not appreciate it. Africans think that the monolithic steel and glass, but soulless structure represent the modernity.

I have lived in many African countries like Mali, Burundi and Sudan where I was deeply impressed by their handicraft and beautiful jewelries. In Mali, I designed my own house in a village far from the town where the villagers built for me a 5 room house with laterite base and mudbricks with a novelty they had never seen before.

They built round huts of impressive size in a semi-circular fashion that were all interconnected making it one big house with cross ventilation and perfectly conical roof of golden colored grass. The idea of interconnecting round huts was a new idea to them, but they took pride in building such a house for me that was cool inside and free from mosquitoes and other insects. They beat the dirt floor with mallet to make it compact and hard and coated it with cow dung to give it a dust free clean floor.

They coated the outer walls with shea butter they extracted from shea nuts to give the walls protection from rain. It made the round huts look beautiful with a sheen of the coating. The house was so appreciated by the villagers that they kept coming to see it from distant village for months. I just took the concept of traditional African mud houses to a new level when I asked them to join them. They did it perfectly because they could understand a diagram on a piece of paper with exact dimensions.

Source: Am African village mosque in Mali

In Bourkina Faso the villagers build a new house for a neighbor free of charge with the collective effort of the entire villagers. Women brought water from a long distance to make mud bricks. Even children participated. Men built the walls, and the women beat the floor with wooden mallets to make it hard while singing traditional songs. They collected grass from their forest and helped make the perfectly conical roof or rectangular roof.

Source : Google photo of African village mud house

Once the house was finished, they coated it with shea butter and later made beautiful paintings on the walls using natural dies. You will not see this type of houses built anywhere with the community effort but only in African villages. The same Africans who go to live in cities build ugly mud houses or concrete houses that are too hot and uncomfortable, there being no community spirit in cities.

Source: Google photo of an African village mud houses

In the State of Rajasthan, India, you can see beautiful mud houses that are neat, clean and decorated with paintings on the walls. There too the community spirit brings people together to build a house for a villager, but the cities are a different matter just like in Africa.

Source: Google photo of mud house in Rajasthan India that are made beautiful with paintings.


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Sunday, January 26, 2025

Loot of India


Source:
Google photo of the battle of Plassey of 1757 in Bengal

Synopsis: The Europeans were the pioneer colonialists who took over a large number of countries like India that was very rich in resources they could loot with impunity to enrich their own countries. So, England, France, Germany, Portugal, Holland and Spain all became the colonial powers in Africa, India and many other countries in Latin America and North America like the United States and Canada. Among them the British created the largest empire where the sun never set that made their economy strong with their loot. The blog looks at how the British with a handful of administrators and a small army of military officers were able to defeat the large armies of kings and sultans in India using deception and cunning to take over the country they ruled for over 200 years.

After writing about Africa in a blog called Rise of Africa, I had to write about the loot of India by the British who redefined the word loot and gave it new meaning in the annals of history of colonialism in Asia, Africa and other continents. The sheer amount of wealth looted from India by the British was extraordinary during some two hundred years of rule but in today's terms it was no less than an unbelievable sum of 40 trillion of dollars that will boggle your mind. Most people do not even know how many zeros are needed in one trillion let alone imagine how big an amount it was.

So, by going back into the history book, I come across a name that stands out among others that played a vital role in the British expansion of its territory in India. It was no other than the infamous name of Robert Clive. He has been well documented in the history books but very few people know about his childhood in England and how he grew up to be the adult and what role he played in a faraway country called India. 



Source: Google photo of Robert Clive in Getty images.

Clive was born in a poor family where he developed the truant personality very early in order to survive poverty, so he started by demanding the rich people to pay him some protection money. When they refused and scolded him, he threw stones at their glass windows surreptitiously that cost them more money in repair than what Clive had demanded of them. Maybe he was the teacher from whom the modern-day politicians learned something except that Clive only wanted a few shillings but the modern-day politicians demand millions through blackmail and outright thuggery.

When he came of age, he started to think of what next to do with his life because he had run out of windows to throw stones at and thought his talent could be better used elsewhere so the idea of going to India seemed like a good one therefore, he applied. The British army in those days was in dire need of daring young men to spread their occupation of India so they hired him because Clive was a perfect fit for the job although no one had any inkling of what Clive could achieve in India.

They did not have to wait long. When they appointed Robert Clive as the quarter master of the British commissary in South India, he found his golden opportunity to shine in his nefarious ways that his seniors found very interesting. He started to save money of the army by providing cheaper and poor-quality rice for the soldiers who were natives of India. He had no qualms about giving poor quality ration to the natives who did not rate high from his point of view, so he continued to seek new ways to save money for his boss. He provided poor quality uniforms, cheap shoes that fell apart easily and in many other ways. 

Needless to say, that he kept a good part of the money he saved for himself that his superiors did not know about. They thought of him as a promising young man who had saved lot of money for the army. Soon they realized that Clive was a cunning man who was a natural when it came to military matters. He advised his commanders on how to speed up the occupation of India and suggested military support to a rival king who had problems with his neighbor, but this support came with a high price tag. In those days India was ruled by numerous kings who lived in a perpetual state of war with the neighboring kingdoms.

Clive's cunning was in determining who had the greater chance of winning if given some military aid so that he could extract the reward afterwards. The victorious king then gave the British several hundreds of villages from where they could extract taxes and do whatever they wanted to do with it. It was a brilliant idea that pushed Clive into the higher echelon of the ranks, so he benefitted enormously while hiding his stash he had accumulated as a commissary chief.

The British at this time were interested in expanding their territory in the state of Bengal where a Moslem king called Shiraj ud Daulah ruled. He had a massive army that was well equipped to fight any war, so the British chose Clive as their emissary to spearhead this campaign to win the entire Bengal, but Clive knew that it was an uphill task to face the army of Shiraj who was formidable. They wanted to take revenge for the deaths of numerous British soldiers who were arrested by the order of Shiraz and pushed into a jail cell in the Fort Williams in Kolkata where they died of suffocation. Clive took with him a small army that did not stand a chance against the King of Bengal, so he chose to win the battle by deception. He paid in gold the two generals of the king so that at the critical moment, they will withdraw from the battlefield leaving Shiraj ud Daulah alone and helpless.

Please read my blog Who was Siraj ud Daulah? in this context.

This is exactly what happened. The two traitors of the king left the battlefield of Plassey with the troops while Shiraj stood alone helplessly with some loyal troops, so he lost the war and fled the battle ground but the British chased and killed him. The two traitors were also killed later by them and probably recovered the bags of gold Clive had given them as bribe knowing how cunning Clive was. But that is not important. Besides no one likes the traitors even today. What was important was the fact the victory in Plassey in 1757 gave the British the golden opportunity to become the ruler of a vast province called Bengal. They developed Kolkata and named it their capital from where they ruled the entire country.

Systematic loot of India

Clive was given his reward after the battle of Plassey, and he employed the same strategy in winning numerous other provinces that helped the British rapidly expand their territory that brought in huge amount of taxes and other riches. I will not go into how they collected their taxes using brutal methods but believe me when I say they were brutal. Blackmail of kings and generals with fake promises and gold that Clive was a master of was their tactic. They believed that anything was fair in war and love, but they were more interested in war. They had no love for India except making thousands of native women pregnant and create a new breed called Anglo Indians but chose cruelty as the method to rule over a vast country called India.

They suppressed the local textile industries by making it very difficult for the cotton farmers to raise decent crops and get a decent price and by raising taxes, so it broke the supply chain that supported the hand loom textile industry that suffered while the first-class cotton was shipped to England to make their textile industry grow. They made the clothes for the Indians in England and sent to India at a price of their choice to make huge profit.

The British did the same for many other industries that had made India rich in the past so that England could prosper. There was a time when India had a share of 25% of the world trade that had made it very wealthy. Indian textile, minerals, cotton, manufactured goods and spices etc. were in great demand abroad that fetched a high price, but it dwindled after the British colonized the country. Actually, it went down to mere 2% so the British were successful in making millions of people very poor and jobless whose trades were decimated. 

They manipulated the supply of rice in Bengal that led to a severe shortage and deaths of millions of people through starvation while Churchill redirected the ships loaded with rice from other countries to England and said that the Indians breed like rabbits so let them starve.

My family survived the famine because my father worked for the British as an accountant so was given ration, but others were not so fortunate. My mom watched helplessly the people dying in the streets of Kolkata.

The British still brag that they brought the railways and built ports in India, but they did so because they could move the minerals and cotton to England easily through their ports. It was not done for the Indians who were treated as second class citizens who were not allowed to mix with the British. They even put up signboards saying Dogs and Indians are not allowed in their clubs or gymkhanas. 

Thus, they meaning the British set up the infrastructure to speed up the transport and delivery to England minerals and agricultural products while suppressing the local agriculture and industries. It is hard to believe that a country rich in soil and water where hard working farmers raised millions of hectares of food crops suffered famine due to the hoarding of rice by the British. They sent the rice to England instead that was suffering from a food shortage during the 2nd World War. Loss of millions of lives in Bengal meant nothing to them.

When I was a child, I knew that even a simple bicycle was imported from England and my father's cigarette came from London. The Indian women wore saris made in England while the Indian textile industry was systematically downgraded. A glorious and rich country called India was reduced to extreme poverty in just two hundred years by a foreign country that sucked its blood to rejuvenate their island nation thousands of miles away. That was a loot at a mind-boggling scale that their paid historians tried to omit from their history books and still say that the British brought railways to India.

But the loot of India was done not only by the British because there were many others who did the same as the hordes of looters from Afghanistan and other countries who attacked India again and again to loot and kill hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians who had resisted their forced conversion to Islam. They literally drenched the soil of India with the blood of Hindus who were peace loving people and looted their temples in Somnath 17 times and carried the loot away to Afghanistan on long caravans of camels.

I will not get into the struggle for freedom that started in 1857 and culminated in independence in 1947 when Netaji Bose and his Indian National Army chased the British out because it is well documented in numerous books so I will stick to the loot part of this history.

The British forced the rice farmers to plant indigo because it brought them huge revenue so the farmers secretly planted rice to get food. The indigo plant looked like rice plant, so the British were initially fooled but they found out later anyway and punished the farmers with heavy fines, taxes and beatings. They developed numerous ways to exploit the poor farmers. They also banned the traditional schools run by the temples called gurukul where anyone could get free education and replaced them with the British run educational institutions like St. Joseph college, St. Anthony school, Boy's and Girl's high school, Loreto, Presidency college etc. throughout the country to teach British curriculum in English.

Their idea was to educate a large number of natives to make them aware of the glory of England as the most civilized country, their history of excellence in science and other subjects. The British missionaries were given this task in which they were quite successful.

They promoted the education in England they touted as the best in the world so the rich and not so rich Indians sent their children to get the British education that would make them qualified to get good jobs in India and make them beholden to the British for it. British did not have enough administrators of their own, so they trained Indians to do the job. They hired my father as an accountant because he was bright.

During the long period when the British were building and spreading their empire in India using brutal military force, they collected tax from the defeated kings and sultans in gold and silver coins that they shipped to England. My Ma said to me that she saw pure gold guinea in those days minted in England as well as silver coins. I have seen silver coins of one Rupee when I was a child with the image of King George V on it. The rich people hoarded massive amount of silver coins knowing very well that one day its value will increase a thousand-fold. Most of the gold left India in ships laden with spices, silk, jewelries, fine muslin, pashmina shawls, fine mahogany furniture etc. to be sold to the rich people in England who then filled up their estate mansions with it.

Now let me tell you what happened to Robert Clive when he finally went back home with his pockets full of gold and silver. He bought a huge mansion somewhere and acres of land around it to live his life in comfort provided by his numerous servants. He wanted desperately to move into the ranks of Lords and Ladies of England, but he was not accepted by the high nose people who thought of Clive as a low life person who did not belong to their upper class. So, his money and mansion could not get him the place in the aristocracy although he was given the title of Lord by the government. On top of that he was summoned to an enquiry into how he became so rich in India. This enquiry caused him so much trouble that he became very depressed and one day took his life.

The irony was that after his death, it became known that Robert Clive was not found to be guilty of anything illegal and was going to be sent to America where they needed him as the next Governor General. 

All the foreigners be they British, French, Portuguese and even Dutch had only loot on their mind, but the Islamic invaders were the most destructive and cruel who not only looted the country, but they also imposed their religion on the hapless population using brutal force. This plague they brought to India still persists while the British have practically disappeared from the country except leaving behind numerous cemeteries full of epitaphs and broken stone graves that nature has taken over in a pitiful way. Their numerous marble statuaries all over the country have been removed and dumped unceremoniously somewhere out of sight. Their names have been removed from all the roads and boulevards and their bicycles and cigarettes are nowhere to be found.

India is a very different country now from what the British knew in those days although the impression persists that India, they left behind is still poor and backward because they cannot rule better than the British. It is reflected in their very biased reports on India in BBC that cannot accept that India is the 4th largest economy in the world and soon to be the third largest while England is in decline. India has now left England far behind in the economic development and military power. 

India was occupied and looted over the centuries, but the British could not suppress the indomitable spirit of India. Indians never forgot how to rebuild their country that is once again on its way to be called the golden bird. The British called India their jewel in the crown but still ignore the fact that the jewel in their crown is Kohinoor that they stole from India.


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Sunday, January 19, 2025

Rise of Africa

 


Source: Google photo of a baobab tree in Africa

Synopsis: A time comes when all tyrants and looters fall and start to fade away when people get the courage to say no to them. This is what is happening now in Africa. It is a start to a brighter future for all Africans that will uplift the poor and downtrodden who have long aspired to get rid of their oppressors so that they are free to decide their own future. The Oppressors will fight back so the Africans should be ready to make many sacrifices before they can achieve their goal. The blog looks at the leadership in Burkina Faso who has dared to take the bold step to develop his country with its resources.

I always had a soft spot in my heart for Africa, but this soft spot developed over the years after I had spent nearly 9 years of my professional life in various countries like Mali, Algeria, Burundi and Sudan where I had the privilege of observing Africans closely to learn about their culture, their values and their resilience.

The more I learned about the Africans, more I was convinced that someday the continent as a whole will rise and take its rightful place among the nations of the world as a vibrant and dynamic economy that will lift its various countries out of poverty and bondage to the so-called developed nations that exploit its enormous natural wealth while leaving the Africans poor and downtrodden.

If you read the pages of history, you will learn how the European countries like England, France, Belgium, Germany, Netherland and Italy colonized various parts of Africa where they ruthlessly exploited the minerals and other resources like diamond, copper, silver, uranium and its beautiful ebony of its forests to enrich their countries while leaving the Africans only scraps.

They decimated the large herds of elephants just to get the ivory to make billiard balls and killed the wildlife for the pelts to make coats for their women. The list of their crimes is a long one and more are added to it even today. Under their colonial rule, they treated the Africans as slaves to work in their mines, their coffee plantations and their other labor-intensive industries so that they could live in luxury in homes built by the poor Africans. They became rich at the expense of the Africans.

Once a reporter went to the Ivory Coast to interview the cocoa farmers and was shocked to see them in rags and living in poverty. He gave them some Swiss chocolate that they ate for the first time and told them that it is made from the cocoa they produced and were paid a pittance, but the Swiss company made enormous profit from the sale of the chocolate worldwide. This story is repeated a hundred times all over Africa. The European countries bought uranium from Niger at 1 Euro per pound while they sold it for 200 Euro to those who needed it to run their nuclear power plants.

When this was not enough, the Belgians brought in their anthropologists to study the difference between the Hutus and the Tutsis in Burundi who then measured the nose and the lips using cardboard cut outs and declared that the Tutsis were a superior tribe than the Hutus who had flatter and wider nose and thicker lips. This poison destroyed whatever good relations these two tribes had in the past that led to the genocide at a scale that shocked me to say the least but the arrogant Belgians never apologized for making such mischief.

I have seen this arrogance of the Europeans in Mali, Kenya, Burundi Burkina Faso and Rwanda who treated the Africans as low life being who were not worth anything and who were incapable of running their countries without their help. One Canadian asked the help of a Malian to find a place where he had to have a meeting, so this gentle Malian brought us to the place but was kept waiting until the Canadian finished his meeting. I was very annoyed at such treatment of an African, so I brought him home and apologized to him for the rude behavior of the white man.

The same thing happened in Rwanda where an American kept a driver waiting until he finished his long meeting keeping the poor driver hungry who needed to go to a toilet. I rescued him and brought him to a restaurant and fed him to his surprise and delight. But these are not the isolated cases. It happened all the time in many countries where the Europeans and the North Americans treated the locals badly.

The same fellow went to a village in Mali where he started asking the villagers what their problems were and what they needed to overcome them. It raised the hopes of the poor villagers who did not know that the Canadian fellow was just making baseless conversations without an iota of intention to solve their problems. I was shocked at his calumny and said so to him, but he just shrugged it off.

Once I was in Niamey, the capital of Niger where two Europeans wanted a meeting with the director of an agricultural program so asked me to interpret for them because they could not speak French. It turned out that these toubabou meaning white foreigners wanted to impose their strict terms on the use of funds in the project and insisted that only their candidate would handle the money showing that they did not trust the locals. The director flatly refused so the meeting ended but I noticed how the director challenged the notion that only the foreigners could run their project and decide whom to trust. So, I thought that the time has come for the Africans to stand up to these outsiders and show them the door. It was a positive change that was sure to come.

I have seen the extreme poverty in Mali, Burundi and Burkina Faso where poor people wore tattered clothes and their children with flies on their face and malnourished bodies stretched their thin arms to beg for whatever the Toubabou could give them. All foreigners are called Toubabou meaning white foreigners, but I was ashamed that it included me.

In Burundi the poverty was widespread. The Hutus, who are mainly the farmers, wore tattered clothes and their kids looked malnourished because they could not afford milk or meat. The Tutsis who felt superior to the Hutus thanks to the Belgian anthropologists, only made the matter worse until it exploded in Rwanda where the Hutus who were in majority rose up to take revenge on the Tutsis and slaughtered them en masse just before I arrived in Burundi. It was the same in Burundi where the Tutsis took revenge on the hapless Hutus there.

A Spanish nun whom I had known in Mali wrote to me that she was now working in Rwanda so I asked her to leave Rwanda immediately because I could sense that something very bad was about to happen. I could feel the tension there between the Hutus and Tutsis and decided not to work in Rwanda although I was offered a job and went instead to work in Burundi. But it was the same situation there that led to massive bloodshed in these two countries while UN just watched it passively and took no measures to stop the genocide.

Please read my biography .Chapter twelve : The blood soaked hills of Burundi -1988 to 1990 to learn more.

But the first country in Africa where I worked was Algeria that had gained its independence from France only some 10 years ago in 1971 at a great loss of over a million people in their long fight. Today Algeria is a shining example of what freedom from oppression has brought to Algeria in terms of development of the country.

I lived in Sikasso in Mali that was close to Burkina Faso so I used to go to Bobo Dioulasso or even their capital Ouagadougou but the roads were just dirt roads that were blocked when it rained because it was difficult to drive on very muddy road. The villagers lived in isolation in huts made of mud with thatch roof which was just like in Mali but they worked hard to raise corn and sorghum for their sustenance while the Fulani tended their animals like cows, goat and sheep

Please read my biography on Mali in Chapter eight The abject poverty of Mali to learn more.

But I did not know at that time how rich Mali and Burkina Faso were because they had gold deposits and other valuable minerals that the French and Canadian companies exploited and left very little to the country where the miners remained poor and malnourished. It was the same for the poor farmers who worked very hard to grow cotton that the cotton mills run by the French declared of poor quality so gave them a lower price and deducted the cost of seed and fertilizer from it leaving very little to the farmers. It was then transported to France to enrich their economy and its textile industry. I was shocked because the cotton produced in Mali and Burkina Faso was the very best.

This was the pattern throughout Africa where foreign companies got the resources out of Africa to enrich their countries while leaving Africans in poverty

The Belgians were probably the cruelest of the colonialists in Congo where the poor Africans dug out the copper from the deep mines working under appalling conditions that led to a revolt causing widespread violence and loss of lives in Katanga province in the sixties.

You have heard of the history of exploitation in South Africa where the De Beers company controlled all the diamond mines where miners were made to work like animals paying them pittance while the foreigners took the diamonds to other countries to sell and get super rich. The South Africans remained poor while watching the foreigners looting their diamonds and gold helplessly. When they protested, they were beaten mercilessly or killed.

One African king of the Matabele tribe who was very fond of diamonds, sent his people to work in the mines and steal some diamonds for him now and then. So, one day a miner found a huge diamond that he somehow brought out in spite of very tough security checks only to smash it completely before he was caught. He took the stance that if he could not have it, no one will. The diamond was worth millions of dollars when cut and polished.

James Michener wrote a novel on South Africa where he mentioned about the king who was very fond of pasting raw diamonds on his body. He also wrote about the Dutch settlers called the Voortrekkers who later created the apartheid system to prevent the Africans to improve themselves. They were racists to boot and ruled over them with iron fist. It took the sacrifice of patriots like Mandela, Sisulu and Biko to dismantle the apartheid. The so-called Mahatma Gandhi who lived in South Africa also was racist and made many nasty comments about the Africans like they were lazy and subhumans of bad habits.

It is hard to believe that the Bank of England financed the slave traders for the ships they needed to supply the slaves to America. Needless to say, that the bank and the slave traders got enormously rich, but it was not the only bank to do so. Other banks in Europe did the same because to them it was just a good business, so it continued until a missionary like Dr. Livingstone started to raise the issue in England to stop this shameful slave trade. Finally, the trade was abolished but not before several millions of Africans were captured and traded like commodity.

The loot and exploitation of Africa started long ago when the Romans captured slaves to build their infrastructure and used them as gladiators to amuse the Romans in coliseums in their empire. It got worse when Quran told the Moslems that slavery was permitted so the Arab slave traders saw it as an opportunity to make a lot of money. They captured the Africans from the hinterland using extreme violence and brought them out to Zanzibar from where they were sold to the Europeans and others who wanted them. Arab slave traders did not feel any guilt because their Quran permitted it. When the captured Africans resisted, they were given the choice of becoming a Moslem or a slave so the forced conversion to spread Islam in Africa started. Those who still resisted were killed.

Often the African kings or the chief of a tribe colluded with the slave traders to get them from a rival tribe with whom they had enmity. In Mali as late as 1970, there were slaves but finally it ended after a lot of protest. I know that even today slavery is practiced in Mauritania and among the Sahara Bedouins like the Tuaregs who have now become full time terrorists creating havoc in the Sahel.

This gave the French an opportunity to enter the Sahel countries like Mali, Burkina Faso and Niger and set up its military bases in the guise of protecting them from the insurgents and the Moslem Tuareg raiders but failed to curb them. Their military helped France to keep these countries in their power so that they could control the economy and loot their gold and other resources to enrich France. I have many good friends in France, but I doubt they are told how their government treats the Africans and exploits their resources.

You will not be surprised to learn how the IMF and the World Bank give loans to poor African countries under the strictest terms in the name of development that push them in debt traps they find very difficult to get out of so they keep borrowing more money. The Western countries use these institutions to keep African countries in perpetual state of poverty so that they can advance their evil exploitation of its natural wealth.

When the American mafia was kicked out of Cuba after the revolution, the American government put severe trade sanction to isolate Cuba and bring it to its knees. This sanction has not been lifted but Cuba is still alive and making progress. Soon it may join BRICS that will expand their trade dramatically. The Americans use the same tactics in Africa. Any African country that tries to defy the Western countries, they threaten them with sanctions and try to assassinate their leaders using fake narratives.

Remember Col. Gaddafi? He was a leader who stood up for the Africans and tried to stop this exploitation of them by the Western countries. He brought tremendous development to his countrymen and made the Libyan currency gold based to be traded in most countries in Africa but the Western countries including France and the NATO countries could not accept it so invaded Libya to kill Gaddafi. They destroyed a rich and developed country so that they could continue to loot its resources. They left behind a ruined country still in chaos.

France has now tried to assassinate Col. Traore in Burkina Faso some 19 times because he has ordered the French to leave his country and stop the stealing of its gold. Niger has done the same thing and now Mali has joined them to become free of the Western domination of their economy and stop the loot. Recently Mali ordered the Canadian gold mining company to leave Mali and confiscated 4 tons of gold from them. Senegal, Rwanda, Ghana and many other nations are now encouraged to protect their country and its resources from the depredations of the multinational corporations that are active in many fields to serve their masters.

If you look at what has happened in Burkina Faso since a bold and pragmatic leader like Traore emerged who is not afraid of France or any other country has certainly showed many African nations that they need to wake up from this long slumber of servitude of the Western interests and use all their energy to bring their countrymen and women out of poverty by developing their infrastructure that creates jobs for them. Traore has paid off his national debt of several billions of dollars that surprised the World Bank and IMF. Now Chad has also declared to do the same.

He has promised that the wealth of Burkina Faso will stay in his country to help uplift the living standard of all his citizens by giving them job opportunities, building 50000 new and modern houses in his brand-new Renaissance city under construction. A most modern hospital has been built where the poor will get free treatment. The farmers are given tractors to plow their fields and use modern agricultural methods to increase their productivity. Traore has built modern food processing factory to stop the waste of farm produce and increase the farm income. Brand new buses are making life easier for the people to travel anywhere in their country at a cheap price.

The Burkina gold is now processed in their own processing plants and numerous such projects that are reshaping the future of Burkina Faso. The new highways, railways to join it to Ghana, new airport, new schools and facilities to bring education to everyone. They will then be trained to work in various government or private enterprises. This is a sea change in Burkina Faso that is well on its way to emerge as a developing country using its own resources that is a first time in the continent that other countries can now follow and make Africa no longer a land of the poor but a land of development and bright future for everyone.

One Indian girl in her teens travels all over Africa alone and makes vlogs to upload to the U tube. She describes each country she visits very accurately and has noticed that the poorer the country, more the thievery, domestic violence and social chaos. This is nothing new. I know that young and not so young people aspire to have a better life in any country but they are desperate because their government fails them to create jobs for them, so they take to thievery, small crime and drug addiction.

When she was in Malawi, she noticed it and sent videos from there. In South Africa, the young people who are jobless become social deviants. Young girls get into prostitution in order to earn some money to feed their family. Others sell illegal alcohol and drugs so it is for them a survival strategy. It was the same what I saw in Burkina Faso 40 years ago.

But now a new day has arrived with a brighter future because one young man called Traore has dared to stand up to the Western colonialists and showed them the door at a great risk to his life, but Africa needs strong leaders like him. I have a feeling that the Africans are now fully awake and are joining hands to make their continent to reach its full potential in the future. Surely, they have to make some sacrifices and work hard to achieve what most Africans thought impossible in the past.

The Western economies that got rich by looting Africa are on a decline because they are losing their ground in a fertile continent that was their source of income and slaves since a long time. But the Africans have stood up to say that they are no one's slaves anymore and are perfectly capable of developing their own countries using their own resources.

I wish them all the success and believe that they will succeed because I know that the Africans are very hard-working people who will bring back their glory days of Kush kings who ruled their empire that once ruled from Meroe to Egypt. Remember that we are all descendants of Lucy in Ethiopia no matter where we live in the world. So, we should all help Africa in our own ways to develop and become the shining continent that it deserves to be.

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