My
flight arrived in Hyderabad at 7:45 am on Wednesday November 6, and I went into
the Abids area in the city center and checked into the Sai Prakash hotel, where
I have stayed a number of times before.
Later
that morning I went to the nearby Andhra Pradesh State Department of
Archaeology to make a courtesy call on the chief archaeologists there and talk
about my project in Bhimunipatnam and the Visakhapatnam District. Meeting them
was the one crucial thing I needed to do in Hyderabad.
I
showed them a copy of the draft reports of my 2011 and 2013 projects and they
immediately noticed that I had made a major mistake by identifying my project
as a Survey of Heritage Buildings in Bhimunipatnam. That needed to be
“documentation” not ‘survey” because that is what my permit from the Andhra
Pradesh State Department of Archaeology stated. It seems that there is a
crucial distinction between “documentation” projects, which the state
departments of archaeology can issue permits for and “survey” projects, which
only the central government Archaeological Survey of India can issue permits
for.
Later
that afternoon I went to Shivarampally in the far south side of the city to
meet Shobha, a friend and former colleague at the Henry Martyn Institute, only
to have another comical episode of missing each other. When
I arrived at her flat at the arranged time she happened to be chatting with a
neighbor one floor down and with dysfunctional cell phones, it took us an hour
and a half to get together. This episode again highlights the perils of my trying to
meet people within hours of my arrival in India, before I have settled in and
have a functioning cell phone.
In any event, the rest of the evening passed pleasantly. I left at 10:00, by which time buses have stopped running so it took about an hour and a half to get back to my hotel via seven-seater auto and walking.
In any event, the rest of the evening passed pleasantly. I left at 10:00, by which time buses have stopped running so it took about an hour and a half to get back to my hotel via seven-seater auto and walking.
The
next day, Thursday November 7, in the morning I had a long session at an
internet outlet and did some shopping. Later that afternoon, I went once again
to Shivarampally to meet Varghese, another friend, former student and colleague
at the Henry Martyn Institute, and attend a small function for the second
anniversary of his founding his Daya Center for Peace. I then stayed on for
dinner with Varghese, his wife Reeba and some others from the Center.
Varghese
speaking about the Daya Center for Peace at the function
The
third day, Friday November 8, I went once again to Shivarampally in the morning
to visit the people at the Henry Martyn Institute, where I had taught between
2000 and 2006. Given that on each of the three days I was in Hyderabad I ended
up traveling the long distance from the city center to Shivarampally in the far
south side of the city, I would have been better off arranging to stay in the
Henry Martyn Institute hostel.
The
campus of the Henry Martyn Institute
In
the afternoon I returned to the city center and did some shopping and got
things arranged for my early morning flight to Ahmedabad. In recent days I had
been reading Nirad Chaudhuri’s Autobiography of an Unknown Indian.
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