Modernity on the rampage
source:thehindubusinessline
Pune and Bangalore offer depressing evidence of the costs of unchecked
modernisation. Billboards flashing big brands invoke a desire for the good life,
whatever that might be, while rivers, trees and lakes in the two cities are
ravaged.
Some years ago in the “Garden State” of New Jersey, US, it was not
uncommon to find on posters pinned to tree trunks the rhetorical question: “Are
you Bangalored?”
It was a question borne out of panic at the outsourcing drain of
backend jobs to the “Garden city”, a reverse drain that gave a sleepy town with
its numerous lakes and its cantonment and English-type weather a forceful push
into the global stream.
That rhetoric apotheosised the city's burgeoning status as the
destination for the New Economy's star movers and shakers. In the process the
garden city began its own journey into a relentless modernity whose consequences
are painfully evident in the deteriorating quality of the weather, the air and
its geography.
Bengaluru in the world
Walking through the arrival lounge of Bengaluru airport for the
40-km drive into town, one gets the most obvious evidence of the city's global
ambition: a large arrival lounge with plexi-glassed cantilevered roof, studded
with designer shops and brand outlets (the fragrance of south Indian coffee
comes as an oddly refreshing reminder of the city's roots).
Pune airport on the other hand, smaller and as clean, has a
facelessness that almost erases its history and peculiarities without quite
replacing them with the imprimatur of globalism as most airports in India are
increasingly doing.
To that extent the canned air, welcoming after the scorching heat
outside, the uniformed ground staff and the announcements in English tinged with
American twang are the most palpable signs of Pune's globalising efforts.
Driving out of Bangalore international airport the impression of
coasting along a highway somewhere in Europe lingers: the manicured greens on
either side, the scanty billboards, ground sprinklers, refreshing vegetation
increasingly parched by a relentless sun do not prepare one for the city itself.
The first evidence is visceral as the silky smooth highway gives way to locally
administered roads.
Potholes began to remind the traveller of how fleeting the
illusion of modernity can be, but then the gigantic billboards with their brand
names urging the viewer to spend on the consumable because it spells modernity
scramble the imagination, flooding it with inchoate ambitions for the equally
nebulous good life.
The similarity with Pune begins here in the ubiquitious presence
of billboards and hoardings hiding decrepit buildings, dreary apartment and
office blocks.
For the most part, in Pune, a city attempting a catch-up with
Bengaluru as a destination for the outsourcing business and backend “research”
hub, hoardings advertise lifestyle housing.
For a city experiencing a late post-millenium migration of the IT
professional from virtually every part of India, not to mention America, its
hoardings sell not branded products but housing with names meant to evoke
bucolic and western lifestyles sanitised against the anxieties of the external
environment.
Pune beats Bengaluru with its quaint and often unintended ironies.
Builders in Pune play fast and loose with the English language in their
christening of dream homes: “Invicta”, “Euthania” “Capriccio” and, with a bow to
royalty, “Balmoral”, reflecting the city's growing self-image of manicured
modernity.
Between two stools
Yet the urge to become one with the advanced world hides unease
with modernity's mode of articulation, the English language.
In Pune, the ambivalence with which intellectuals, politicians and
even academics hover between their mother tongue Marathi and the preferred
language of global admission leaves no room for an enriching discourse in
either. Bengaluru is more comfortable (as is Chennai) with its legacy of
colonial names — Coxtown, Richmond Street.
Perhaps because of the absence of undue strain, both Kannada and
English theatre flourish in equal measure.
But the wilting garden city's geography helps a greater creative
cosmopolitanism, with Tamil, Malayalam and Telugu cultures equally at home
despite the tensions caused by expedient and opportunistic politics.
The differences end here. Bengaluru's modernity is as mindless as
Pune's. The main shopping location in both cantonments share not just the name,
M G Road, but a depressingly similar transformation to a hand-me-down modernity
served up by commercial greed, unblessed by aesthetic urban planning.
Turning left from Cauvery's department store on to MG Road or
veering right at Aurora Towers upwards on Pune's equivalent offer evidence of
how homogenising globalisation can be.
Single brand retail outlets advertising designer “wear”, mobiles
and footwear flank a street expanded to serve the manic rush of modernisation's
most iconic and desecrating symbols.
Modernity's spoilage
Similarities abound. The cities' modernising sprawl ravishes
nature's bounties: rivers and waterways that drain off excess rainwater, water
bodies that feed a growing population and tree cover.
Bengaluru has been systematically felling trees and filling the
city's famed man-made lakes and wetlands, both of which fed the Garden city with
the lush cover that earned it that sobriquet.
A report by the Centre for Ecological Sciences at the Indian
Institute of Science (Ecological Assessment of Lentic Water Bodies of
Bangalore by T.V. Ramachandra and Maalvika Solanki) cites studies suggesting
35 per cent of the city's tanks were lost over a decade to 2007 due to
“anthropogenic (read that as modernisation) pressures. Furthermore, the number
of wetlands fell from 379 in 1973 to 246 in 1996, then plummeted to 81 by 2007.
In Pune, rain-fed rivers with their own hoary histories of
devotional and livelihood sustaining nourishment have been assigned to oblivion
by builders eager to build life-style homes with “natural” amenities, turning
swanky areas into flood-prone districts even as they run short of drinking
water.
If rivers are not already dead they are dying. The Mula and Mutha
rain-fed rivers that literally divide the city into the cantonment and what was
known as the “native” town are due for a belated restoration by the civic
authorities but their plans have been criticised, among other things, for
changing the natural flow of the rivers through the construction of bunds.
In the meantime the city chokes on particulate matter (PM10)
pollutants at levels higher than Bengaluru's or Mumbai's.
Modernisation's calamities in both cities have drawn citizen's
groups into attempts to save the environment.
Clearly the march of progress has no place for the doctrine of
public trust. So much the pity; unlike the promontory of Mumbai, both Pune and
Bengaluru, endowed with favourable geography, could have planned a better life
for future generations.
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