Showing posts with label Dutch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dutch. Show all posts

Thursday, 9 August 2018

Things just happen?

Christiaan Huygens (1629 - 1695)
I always wondered how such a small country as the Netherlands could transform themselves suddenly to a seafaring nation and a superpower from the 17 century onwards. Sieving through its history, one can find that it was paved with many upheavals and uprisings. Lord Burgundy is credited for uniting regions around Holland, Luxemburg and Belgium. Protestants, who were protesting silently against the tyranny of control of the Roman Catholic Church and congregated around the Netherlands, declared themselves as a Republic as the Spanish kingdom became weaker.

With superstition and dogma out of the way, with science as the guiding light, the people of the Netherlands prospered. Encouraging citizens to think, speak and not be ostracised for out-of-the-box ideas, scientists prospered. They had entered the golden age of their existence. With advances in science, in particular astronomy and navigational knowhows, they went places. Improvement in optics opened their vision to spaces far and beyond. 

The single icon which is often mentioned in Netherland during this era is Christiaan Huygens. Huygens was a physicist, mathematician, astronomer and inventor extraordinaire. He is credited for the invention of the pendulum clock, studies in mechanics, light, the discovery of Saturn ring and its moon Titan as well as work in probability.

It must have been a composite of things that brought all the changes in that nation. The fact that there was a genius being born in a place where thinking was allowed, away from the thought-controlling milieu of the Roman Catholic countries. The presence of other same minded and complementary figures also must have made their impact. Like a soup of possibilities, everything just happened to fall just nicely at the right place and right time. Only by chance. I do not think the divine forces ordained such a phenomenon as it allegedly occurred in a so-called 'renegade' state.



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Friday, 26 July 2013

They broke down Paradise and put up a parking lot!*

ARRIVAL OF INDIAN LABOURERS
*Lyrics from Joni Mitchell's 'Big Yellow Taxi'

It is said that India is the only country that did not persecute its Jews. It is said to be ever embracing other cultures without making compulsions. The Indian civilization view every moment of time of a lifetime as a continuum, a figment of time, a drop in the proverbial in the ocean of milk a.k.a. Milky Way. People may come and people may go.
Civilizations and conquerors spring and dissipate but Mother Nature drags on through space.
This analogy is succinctly depicted in the history of Mauritius. The inhabitants were leading a peaceful life with their dodo birds and forest. Life was peaceful and the equilibrium was maintained under the auspices of Mother Nature.
Civilizations decadent of their own doings, full of disease and ill intentions had to escape their shores, like roaches escaping their hideouts after a whiff of insecticide, started crawling to their shores. Stories like these are too far too many to be unfamiliar. It happened in Surat, Cochin, Pondicherry, Macau and Hong Kong as history dictates.
For years, Mauritius laid bare uninhabited to be used by Portuguese seaman as a stop over in their exploration out into the Far East. Then came the Dutch who laid claim on the island, squandered all the ebony and killed all the dodo bird just because it was so easy to kill these stupid birds. (I wonder why Dodo Cheng picked this particular bird for her name and not parakeet or peahen which were more aesthetically pleasing?)
The Dutch introduced sugar cane which were brought in from Batavia together with slaves brought from Madagascar and Chinese convicts from Bencoolen.
Mother Nature, with wrath in her path, retaliated with a series of life threatening cyclones. Then, the slaves staged a mutiny. The Dutch found that the Chinese were bad collies, prone to retaliation. Thinking that the island is jinxed, they abandoned post.The French moved in where the Dutch left. More slaves were brought in to work in their sugar cane plantations. They 'culturise' the workers with the French language and culture. After losing the war to the British and the Paris treaty in 1821, the island was annexed to them. The British promised the locals not to disturb the local language and practice. By then, the French culture had been imbibed deep in their psyche. Furthermore many of them were running around with French genes. The British introduced indentured and bonded Indian coolies into this land to work on their vast sugar cane plantations as well as English language to run the country as trade was flourishing. The Indians made good workers. Due to restrictive British policies and economic quandary in Bharat nation, scores of ships with human cargo ply the Calcutta-Madras-Mauritius route carrying cargo from Bihar, Tamil Nadu and Andhra Pradesh, predominantly.
SUGARCANECut from their motherland, embracing into their newfoundland, they embraced various cultures that came along, a typical Mauritian today, Indian looking (55% population), can flip flop between languages (French, English and Creole), play an important role in the administration and progress of their only motherland they know. Thanks (or no thanks) to Bollywood, their Indianness cannot be shed off. To complement their masala laced local cuisine, they have Bollywood masala stories and tunes!

When the going was tough, there is always HOPE
Voulez-vous?

இருநூறு ரூபாய்
Tea anyone?






Tamassa Hotel, Bel Ombre, Mauritius

Picture perfect


With the auspices of Lord Shiva Destroyer of Evil! 
http://peopleofindia1868-1875photos.blogspot.com/2013/07/indentured-laboursemi-slavesfrom-india.html

“Be afraid. Be very afraid.”*