Wednesday, October 21, 2009


It was 9.00am on a busy Monday morning. There I was sitting in my office bus heading towards the trecherous Bannerghatta road, listening to Sunaina on FM 91.1, reading a book, typing sms's at frequent intervals and constantly ranting with my neighbour. The bus came to a sudden halt. The temporary stop seemed to continue for 5, 10, and then 30mins. The highly impatient Bangalore drivers had successfully created yet another traffic jam. The concept of right of way, patience and tolerance had vanished along with the dinosaurs from my Bengaluru. I wondered why? Could not find any answers, went back to my endless list of things to do. Seconds became minutes, minutes got closer to hours, slowly the traffic started crawling at a snail's pace.
As we passed by the bone of contention area, which was the junction of the traffic jam battle I noticed something peculiar. There were civilians, who were controlling the traffic and trying to ease out the congestion. The law taken into one's hands but for a wider good cause. In minutes the traffic had cleared and they patted each other on their back in self-appreciation.
Wonder why we educated individuals do not get out of our comfort zones and dare to do something different and good for the society. I am speaking for myself here. There is a strong will and desire to do something but I seem to have got myself embroiled in the sphagetti of life. Finding it hard to untangle. The more I try the more twisted it gets.

Damn! Got diverted from the focus of this post.

Have you heard of Molkodu? Sharavathi river? Oh, common! Jog Falls?

Read a very interesting article on Deccanherald on how a small group of villagers took the initiative of constructing a small bridge that has changed the world for them.

Read the full article here.

A lesson that we could learn from.


"Bridge across Sharavathi

People's power A small bridge built by residents of Molkodu, a tiny hamlet in Uttara Kannada district, has made a world of difference to them. The bridge has turned out to be a great advertisement for community participation"
Molkodu is a hamlet in Uttara Kannada district with a population of 3,500. The Sharavathi river separates Molkodu and Idagunji rivers. Residents of Molkodu, used to ferrying across the river by boat, have now built a bridge across the Sharavathi. Under normal circumstances, Molkodu residents lead a contented life, busy with their paddy, coconut, and areca crops, but when the Sharavathi is in flood, the hamlet becomes an island. Villagers here had always wanted to build a bridge across the river, so that there is some form of communication and transport in times of a flood."

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