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News Updates - 28 February 2001
Yoga and meditation soothe the city-stressed soul - Business Week
Victoria's secrets - TIME magazine
In a Universe of music - New York Times
Sects will test bounds of faith initiative - New York Times
The word on EU streets is English - The UK Telegraph

An Ashram with a View - Yoga and meditation soothe the city-stressed soul
26 February 2001, Business Week magazine,
By Beth Belton

When I took a Bahamas vacation in January, I didn't stay at a fancy resort, eat conch chowder, gamble, shop 'til I dropped, or spend much time on the beach. Instead, I paid $89 a night for a room without air conditioning, dined on rice, greens, and pureed vegetable soup, and meditated for hours at a stretch. The perfect holiday? It was for me.

Ready to leave the stresses of Washington behind and restore some inner calm, I decided to spend four days at the Sivananda Yoga Retreat on Paradise Island (sivananda.org). One of a few dozen yoga retreats worldwide that have experienced a boom in recent years, Sivananda sits on a tiny strip of the island between Club Med and the lighthouse at the mouth of the bay. The 33-year-old ashram (Sanskrit for monastery), founded by Indian yogi Swami Vishnu Devananda, offers yoga vacations for a day or a year.

No pampering spa, Sivananda emphasizes the yogic life - meditation, asanas (postures), eating right, and becoming calm. The ashram caters to yoga neophytes as well as experienced teachers. The goal is for visitors to depart feeling better than they've felt in months, if not years. ''The most nurturing place on earth,'' says fellow guest Andy Doubleday of Derby Line, Vermont.

The surroundings are reminiscent of the lush jungle scenes from an Henri Rousseau painting, but the accommodations are spartan. Many guests pay just $50 a night to pitch a tent. My private, 8-foot-by-5-foot room had a bed and a ceiling fan, and that was all. But the room charge includes meals and classes, and within 24 hours of my arrival, I began to think I could stay here forever.

SERENE NIGHT LIFE: The daily routine starts at 6 a.m. with nearly two hours of silent meditation and Sanskrit chanting (cheat sheets are provided for the uninitiated) in the open-air temple at the center of the four-acre retreat. Everyone is expected to attend two yoga classes daily. The first classes are at 8 a.m., held on one of three large wooden platforms: One juts out onto the white-sand beach, one is under a thatched roof in the garden, and the other is on the bay side, across from Nassau and the gigantic cruise ships that bring vacationers to this former British colony. During the final silent meditation and chanting of the day that often goes until 10:30 p.m., you can hear raucous bands playing at shipside parties. The ashram's peaceful ambiance easily overcomes the distraction.

The first meal is at 10 a.m. ''Based on a diet that is conducive to meditation,'' according to a brochure, the food is vegetarian, but contains no garlic, onion, or sugar. Meals are served buffet-style out of huge vats, and beverages are limited to spring water or weak tea. That's a welcome change from the usual caffeinated fast-food diet of most guests. But it can get monotonous. By the second day, I bought some Oreos at the retreat boutique.

The schedule allows for free time between 11 a.m. and 4 p.m., when the second yoga class begins. You can loll on the beach, snorkel in the clear blue-green waters, or take a boat ride to join the shoppers along Nassau's Bay Street. If you want to become more yogi-like, you can do ''karma'' yoga by volunteering for selfless service, such as sweeping the temple or cleaning up the kitchen.

The second two-hour class begins with pranayama (breathing exercises), a cornerstone of yoga practice. After a few minutes of this, I feel as giddy as if I had consumed two or three martinis. Dinner is served at 6 p.m., and everyone eats out on a huge covered porch. Guests come from every continent and include artists, CEOs, farmers, scientists, and high school dropouts. The place is said to be a favorite haven of ex-Beatle George Harrison, and it's not uncommon to see a familiar face from Hollywood or TV. But mostly, the 50 to 100 guests are stressed-out urban dwellers seeking inspiration and escape.

Indeed, Sivananda did feel like heaven on earth, and for days after leaving, I could still hear the joyous voices of the chanting yogis in my mind. When life starts bearing down on me again, I know I'll be back.

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Victoria's Secrets - A forgotten collection of paintings reflects life in India
26 February 2001, Time magazine, By Michael Fathers (excerpts)

Calcutta - Standing alone at one end of a two-km-long open space beside the Hooghly River, its central dome glistening in the sun, is Calcutta's Victoria Memorial Hall. Opened in 1921 as a British monument, the building has been likened by its admirers to the Taj Mahal and by cynics to Belfast's town hall. Inside, a virginal Queen Victoria stands in white marble in her coronation shift.

Loved or mocked, this huge overdone temple to imperial vanity, clad in marble from the same quarries the Emperor Shah Jahan used for the Taj Mahal, contains one of the art world's best-kept secrets. It is home to a unique collection of late 18th century paintings by European artists of India at the high noon of the East India Company. Newly restored, some 80 of the 152 paintings emerged from grime and darkness and went on public display last month. Historians of English painting say the collection rivals the best in London's Tate Britain and the Paul Mellon Collection at Yale University.

With backing from the Indian and West Bengal governments and funds from benefactors in India and Britain, a rescue operation costing close to $1 million got under way. Thirty conservators, restorers and other experts from 19 leading galleries in Europe and North America journeyed to Calcutta to set up two studios and school the Memorial's tiny group of conservators in the latest techniques of restoring paintings and their frames. They also set about helping to preserve the museum's valuable collection of horticultural and wildlife watercolors and drawings by largely Indian artists that are today known as company paintings.

Victoria Memorial Hall

The paintings are not at all imperial, heroic or triumphant. They are snapshots of India and Europe at ease with each other.

The irony is that the collection was put together by Lord Curzon, one of England's greatest imperialists, who was Viceroy from 1899 to 1905 in the twilight of the Victorian era. Curzon's agents scoured auction houses, securing choice paintings as other collections were dispersed. He persuaded princes and maharajahs who were descendants of the original subjects to hand over the paintings. He picked up two of the Victoria Memorial's prize pieces from Britain's National Portrait Gallery by bamboozling their owners with the argument that the pictures were too big to hang in London.

But it is the 44 landscape oil paintings of Thomas and William Daniell that form the bulk of the collection. Arriving from Macao and the China coast in 1786, the Daniells painted Calcutta scenes before setting off on an extensive journey through northern and southern India, areas where no European painter had been before. They paid their way by selling their paintings at auction in Calcutta and Madras.

When the British left the subcontinent in 1947, portraits of leaders of the anticolonialist struggle and the Indian Mutiny were hung in the Memorial's galleries while many of the 18th century masterpieces were relegated to the damp, insect-infested storerooms. During the 1970s and '80s, when Indira Gandhi was Prime Minister, the government debated in private whether to sell the Victoria Memorial collection and almost every other remaining artistic and historic colonial relic and use the proceeds to buy back "Indian" art that had been taken abroad. "It was a ridiculous idea," says Pronoy Mahtab, a trustee of the Memorial. "These paintings are part of India's heritage."

It is unlikely Europe will ever see them. "The paintings will never be loaned for exhibition. They are too precious, they are too fragile and distances are too great," says Mahtab. "The collection at the Victoria Memorial is there for one purpose—it represents a part of India's history, and it will stay in India." Art lovers will have to come to Calcutta—just as the artists did two centuries ago.

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flutist.jpg (19234 bytes) In a Universe of Music, a World Tour of CD's
23 February 2001, New York Times, By Jon Pareles (excerpts)

THE grandly amorphous term "world music" is now applied comprehensively to field recordings and big-budget studio pop, to deep-rooted traditionalism and cross-cultural experiments, to gimmicky one-shots and venerable non-Western classical styles. Yet amid the confusion, world music has never been less foreign to American ears. What immigrants haven't taken with them, musicians have tracked down and imported.

This is the third annual survey in these pages of world- music albums released over the previous year: a guide to some of the most enjoyable releases in a realm of unfamiliar names and bewildering packages. Amid all the choices, musicians proceed by instinct, seeking pleasure without many preconceptions. That's how listeners should approach these albums, too. Electric or acoustic, raw or synthetic, in idioms that may be slightly familiar or intriguingly alien, the music offers not just vicarious travel, but also renewed reasons to appreciate all the ways humans have devised to communicate, with and without words.

Indian music encompasses the rigorous disciplines of classical raga improvisations, countless far-flung folk traditions and popular songs that are giddy combinations of music from inside and outside India. Lately Indian disc jockeys and expatriates have also created a dance-floor style that has changed its name from bhangra (after its original Punjabi influences) to the more open-ended Asian underground.

Among recent classical releases, "Lady Astride the Tiger" (Water Lily Acoustics) is an album of gorgeously recorded raga duets by Ronu Majumdar on the bansuri (bamboo flute) with the drummers Abhijit Banerjee on tabla or Pavalu Srinivasan on mrdangam. Mr. Majumdar draws deep, melting tones from the bansuri in the meditative preludes to the ragas, as if dreaming the melodies, and when the tempo picks up and the drums join in, his phrases still hover with an otherworldly tenderness. Gopal Shankar Misra's "Out of Stillness" (Real World) is a rare recording featuring the vichitra veena, a stringed instrument that predates the sitar and has a deep, regal tone. The vichitra veena was primarily used for accompaniment, and isn't as nimble as the sitar, but in fast passages it has an endearing, pungent attack.

Unlike their Western counterparts, leading Indian classical musicians are willing to collaborate in pop projects. One that fits no category is Tabla Beat Science's "Tala Matrix" (Axiom/Palm Pictures), a project by the producer Bill Laswell that places the unstoppable tabla drumming of Zakir Hussain, and sometimes the drone of a tamboura or the voice of Ustad Sultan Khan or a dub- reggae bass line from Mr. Laswell, in an electronic wilderness of assertive riffs, surreal echoes and cross-timed rhythm salvos. The music is too aggressive to be ambient and too abstract for the dance floor; it's a genuine fusion that pours energy into the air, pauses to meditate and then rushes foward again.

"The Rough Guide to Bhangra" (World Music Network) is a cram course in bhangra, which took a forceful Punjabi folk style, carried it to England and merged it first with reggae and later with every electronic beat that club disc jockeys could come up with. "Bhangra Beatz" (Naxos World) is a more utilitarian compilation of 1990's bhangra, aimed at the dance floor. Current Asian underground music, like State of Bengal's vertiginous "Visual Audio" (Six Degrees), gleefully tears apart songs in search of momentum.

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SECTS WILL TEST BOUNDS OF FAITH INITIATIVE
20 February 2001, New York Times, By Laurie Goodstein (excerpts)

PHILADELPHIA -- For almost 20 years, Hare Krishna devotees in Philadelphia have received millions of dollars in government contracts to run a network of services, including a shelter for homeless veterans, transitional homes for recovering addicts and a halfway house for parolees.

The unusual collaboration between government agencies and a religious group that depicts God as a boy with blue skin offers a glimpse of the challenges ahead for President Bush's initiative to expand government support for religious social service programs. Bush's new Office of Faith-Based and Community Initiatives officially opens for business Tuesday. The president has said religious programs will not be judged on their beliefs, but on the results of their work.

Bush signed the executive orders launching his initiative flanked by a score of Christian ministers, two Jewish leaders and a Muslim imam, and hailed the event as a "picture of the strength and diversity" of the country. But if the religious portrait of the nation is a great stained-glass window, those leaders represent only a few large pieces of glass.

Krishna leaders, who have centers in 40 American cities, have been phoning David D. Dobson, executive director of the Philadelphia programs for the Hare Krishnas - a Hindu sect often stigmatized in this country but well-established in India - to discuss how to follow his example and become government contractors.

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The word on EU streets is English
20 February 2001, UK TELEGRAPH , By Ambrose Evans-Pritchard

Brussels - ENGLISH is fast becoming the lingua franca of the European Union, sweeping aside French as the preferred foreign language taught in schools and the workplace. A third of EU citizens speak English as their best foreign language, compared to 9.5 per cent for French, according to a poll of 16,000 EU residents released by the European Commission yesterday. German is a distant fourth, preferred by only 4.2 per cent.

The British are revealed as Europe's worst linguists, 65.9 per cent confessing that they cannot speak any other language. At the other extreme, 97.8 per cent of Luxembourgeois speak other languages, typically French, German or English, as well as their native dialect Letzebuergesch. Four fifths of Dutch, Danes and Swedes speak English, learning it intensively at school. The overwhelming majority agree that everybody in the EU should have a working knowledge of English. Even the French, the fiercest defenders of linguistic tradition, accept by a margin of two to one that English is now de rigeur.

The results suggest that English has already won the battle to become the administrative and business language, unifying Europe's professional classes along the lines of India.

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