Research in India ! …. Part 2
If you missed part 1, you can read it here.
So last time I talked a little how a research project was started. This time I will tell you more about why research in India is a frustrating thing to do.
The happy ones !
A basic ingredient of any research anywhere in the world is a working internet connection. The simple reason for this is that most of the journals are available online, and it really doesn’t make sense anymore to order prints (and help reduce the number of trees on mother earth). Another reason is that a vast majority of research these days is achieved in a distributed fashion – various facets of a problem are often explored by different groups in different continents. It is imperative that these groups stay in touch and keep exchanging ideas.
But a working internet connection is like nirvana to most research scholars in India. In fact most of them have orgasms when they see a download speed greater than 1 mbps. Even in the notable “Universities” the internet connection is more like a dial-up modem line. In fact it is more like a dial-up wireless modem line on a rainy day with thunderstorms. If we could have a competition between an ant and a line of travelling data at the “University” then I would be putting my money on the ant.
Things usually get this bad not because of technological limitations. We have plenty of money to buy more bandwidth if necessary. Moreover the existing speeds are more than enough for the internet needs of a research group. The real culprits are the low IQ staff that are sitting at the sys-admin sections. Most of these karamcharis on government payroll, cannot get enough beetelnut in between their red teeth before half murmuring the “torrensh are tha pawblem”. The fact is they don’t know jack about torrents or how to stop them. They only keep repeating it because it is one of those problems that gives them the clean chit – and the research group, the black eye !
Well I must accept – there are a bunch of fools and lower animals in every research group. These seemingly human (but actually zombie) individuals take get great delight in downloading “torrensh” of movies and then watching them in fast forward. Neither do they enjoy the movie nor do they allow the others to enjoy the bandwidth ! But such people can be stopped quite easily. Its just a matter of some software and a few port filters. Stuff that any low level sys-admin would be able to implement.
However since we are talking the “Government of India” – the implication is that the sys-admin was a office boy who joined in 1952 and slowly rose up the ranks to become the “sheesh-admin”. In effect he is clueless about networking and firewalls and switches and routers and port filters etc etc. The only networking that he knows is of the social variety done over the half-peg at the official dinner. His motive for coming to the office everyday is not to make the internet better or get that server up. Oh no … the only reason he comes is to keep the attendance up – so that his year end appraisal doesn’t get tainted ! You see in the “Government of India” where attendance is abysmally low - it quite often becomes the only criterion for a positive appraisal. The fact that the karamchari did nothing the whole year – is perhaps only referred to in drawled out jokes at the paan shop.
Its been over a month and a half now … since I had requested a hard-disk upgrade and a static IP for my server. Even after all the “due diligence” (translate to boring paperwork designed to give you carpal tunnel syndrome) – the hard disk seems like a pool of water on the hot desert road – a deceptive mirage which shifts away from you as you approach it ! When I asked about the static IP – all I got was talk about NAT and “holes in the firewall” and other seemingly technical things – which sound right but is generally crap out of a horse’s arse ! Fact is – they have over the past month and a half, been unable to give me a static IP !
Whenever I go to the “University” I come back disappointed – having done almost nothing, thanks to simple facts like “no internet connection” or “the UPS went down” or “the power line has tripped”. The only research possible in such circumstances is to take your camera and find new species of birds in the foliage around the buildings.
That is why I make it a point nowadays to carry my brothers DSLR, and click macro photos of exotic plants and birds available on the campus. At least I can put some nice photos on Facebook ! The image in this post is one such example of “no power so clicking photos” syndrome !
Can education stop you from trying ?
Diwali !
I came to ask this interesting question when I saw something at the neighbourhood mechanic shop. I was siting there waiting, as a mechanic labored over the car. As usual he wanted to replace “everything” so I had to keep fighting the good natured debate of “why not to replace that” every now and then. And while I was doing this a small boy arrived at the shop with a “lari” of lights.
A “lari” means a string of lights (LEDs / Bulbs etc) on a wire, used mostly during Christmas and Diwali, in India. The function of this four foot length of blinking wire (usually deployed on the balcony) is to show the people around your house – that you subscribe to this latest festival and need to get his/her attention to that fact ! So now that we know what is a lari, let us remove the quotes from around that word.
Coming back to the topic at hand, this small boy had a torn lari. A little technical snippet : the lari usually has lights on three lines controlled by a small chip which blinks the lights in various patterns. The wires has come off the controller board so obviously there was no light. The intention in the boys mind was to solder the wires back on and get the lights to work.
He knew where one of the three electrical lines went on the board. About the other two he did not have a clue. Neither did my college educated self. The board had no indications of where goes what (in typical “Chinese goods” fashion). I soldered the one I knew and then wondered if I would blow the thing if I got the other two wrong. I was trying to examine the minuscule writing on the board for some enlightenment ! But alas it looked “Chinese” and the boy was in a hurry !
Noticing my hesitation the little fellow just stuck the wire on to two points on the board, where the solder was looking a bit ragged ! I soldered it in (as the mechanic believed I was the best person to that in his shop). It did not work on connecting to the mains. I got a 250V jolt as well while trying to figure out the problem, on-line ! So we disconnected it and stuck the other two wires the other way on the same two points on the board – and voila ! The little fellows face lit up as did the lights on the wires ! And then saying “genius”, he disappeared in a blur.
After he left I was just wondering. The lights on the wire could cost around a dollar at the electrical store. So definitely from my perspective it was not worth fixing. As for the little fellow – well he did not look too well off and maybe the effort was justified. But then if the effort was justified for him – then the lights would have definitely have considerable worth for him. However he did not hesitate to try. If he had blown it – he would have been disappointed. But if never tried he would never have had had the chance to rejoice !
I tried to think his position from my perspective. Lets say I have something which is proportionally valuable to me. Would I take this risk of blowing up the gadget. I was hesitant to take the risk even with the little Chinese made board. I guess I would have been much more difficult for me to take a risk like that. My education told me that wrong wires going in wrong place could blow things up. I imagined smoke and sparks. The boy imagined just his next move !
Did my education come in the way of some harmless experimentation ? (Can this experimentation be called harmless ?). I will let the reader decide that for me !
