31.1.09

Some Reflections on Development

I just returned from a three day conference in the neighboring state of Karnataka. The conference was organized by the Boston-based Deshpande Foundation which works in developing a very concentrated region in NW Karnataka. As with any conference I found it very thought-provoking, not with regards to the issues or areas discussed, but with regards to the role of NGOs in “development”, a word and a concept I often grapple with.

To share some thoughts and observations with you:

  • One thing I really love about these conferences is being surrounded by people who have the same intense interest in certain issues as I do. Even if we disagree on many points, the idea-exchange is motivational. I felt that this conference, in particular, emphasized the importance of dialogue and listening (something I also learned a few years ago at the UN). Everyone is passionate and can get carried away, but it’s disconcerting to see people more interested in being right and in making accusations rather than engaging others in thoughtful, respectful debate.
  • My favorite session of the conference was the Ashoka panel (www.ashoka.org) with fellows from all over the world (I’ll get into social entrepreneurship below). The fellows were from Kenya, Spain, Colombia, and Peru, and have done some fantastic work in education, agriculture, health, and the environment. You should check out their organizations: www.kacekenya.com, www.escuelanueva.org, www.ciudadsaludable.org, and www.comunidadescaf.org. What I enjoyed so much aobut their talk was not only learning about their fascinating projects but also their failures. Listening to successful NGO leaders candidly talk about their setbacks made them that much more inspirational.
  • I felt there was something obviously missing from the conference. I’m sure many people would argue with me about it not being the right space or unrealistic. However, it seems strange to me that at a development conference located in a very confined region that there were no people who NGOs provide services for. In an area where it is feasible for those people to be present, are we doing them a disservice by not having them there? How are the NGOs representing them? One thing I admire about Mann Deshi is that it often fights to bring clients with them.
  • Sexy words. I am of course guilty of this in my own work. Sexy words are undefined words used repeatedly in the NGO and development sectors. This is not to say that there aren’t people who critically examine these words, but that I have yet to find an NGO in my immediate surroundings that uses these words in its core vocabulary while also explaining what they mean.

    · Holistic and comprehensive: These words are often used interchangeably, but are they really interchangeable? Mann Deshi is very guilty of using the word “holistic” when (I think) it is inappropriate and misrepresentative.
    · Empower: This word is thrown around left and right, especially within microfinance and institutions who work primarily with women. But what the heck does it mean? Is it something measurable? How would you measure it? Is it something people feel? Who gets to say when someone is empowered? I’m beginning to consider throwing this word out of my vocabulary.
    · Community: This is the big one, the queen mother of undefined and overused words, and I am just as guilty as anyone else of (mis)using it. What makes a community? Can it only be defined by the community itself? Who in the community gets to define it? Who gets left out of the definition, and who is included who does not want to be included?
  • Sexy ideas. The latest popular trends in development.

    · Microfinance: Since this is what I do, I’ll have to get into this one at a later post.
    · Social entrepreneurship and sustainability: Firstly, I don’t mean “save the environment” when I use the word sustainable. I mean ensuring that an NGO’s projects, organizational functioning, and model are sustainable. I am doing a bit of disservice by tossing these words together, but choose to do so because social entrepreneurship functions around the concept of sustainability.

    Maybe it’s because I come from a rights-based background and am (overly) idealistic, but I’m not going to lie; social entrepreneurship really irks me. That’s not to say that social entrepreneurs haven’t done good things; the above Ashoka fellows certainly have. I’ll bore you all if I get too into my concerns so I’ll keep my already underdeveloped thoughts and argument on the topic brief.

    I find the idea of social entrepreneurship too business focused. I feel that instead of maintaining particular ideals and concepts that if those particular principles aren’t sustainable or don’t fit into some innovative variation of a traditional business model then they are often dropped. I know that all non-profits must exist in the real world, and that they often have to play around and do a great deal of accommodating and adjustment to get the funding they need.

    What social entrepreneurship really fails to do is critically analyze the historical, political, economic, and social context of certain issues. In this way, it fails to hold accountable actors that have historically exploited marginalized groups of people. While many of these actors contribute to improving the lives of those people through social entrepreneurship, it’s the marginalized individuals and communities that must make adjustments rather than those actors that must make adjustments to accommodate those individuals.

    At the same time, I realize that perhaps fighting that kind of fight could do a greater disservice and injustice to those people by failing to facilitate the improvement of their lives. Being too focused on certain ideals might not get people what they actually need. *Sigh* it gets too complicated for me to wrap my little brain around…
  • Representation. I don’t know how much of my women’s studies career focused on this word, but it’s finally coming into play in my “real world” experience. I’ll give two examples to illustrate my conundrum:

    · Many of the villages that Mann Deshi’s clients live in face power problems that severely limit their productivity. Some clients can afford UPS batteries or environmentally unfriendly generators. Others cannot and simply go without light. At the conference we made a connection with a man who makes solar power lights that cost about half the price and do not really need to be maintained or replaced. Plus they’re better for the environment.
    We’ve been thinking about how to get money for these solar lights to give to some clients (others might be able to afford them). Chetna had the idea of using our global giving website and having a “give a family (or a woman) a light” sort of campaign. Now, of course this is appealing to westerners; we’re totally exploiting their perceptions of poor families in rural India. At the same time, we’re also perpetuating those perceptions. So, what should we do: tell the boring story and get less money, or appeal to their emotions and get more money?
  • I attended a case study on using self-help groups to help people manage their diabetes. For the most part it seems like the organization is doing pretty good work. However, they repeatedly referred to patients’ apathy and noncompliance as a major setback for the organization. These two words strike a chord with me, and often I feel that what some people may understand as apathy and noncompliance may mean any number of things. Maybe they have trouble travelling, or can’t find the time or money to invest in their care. Perhaps they need more assistance caring for themselves. Perhaps the disease and people’s perceived attitudes need to be further explored and viewed in the broader context of their lives. When I hear the words apathetic and noncompliant, my immediate response is, “why?” Why are we seeing them this way? Why are they this way? Are they feeling this way? What can we do to not make them feel this way?
I could go on and on with other thoughts, and will perhaps pick up on this at a later point. For now, though, my fingers are tired from typing, and I’m sure you’re bored to tears from reading this obscenely long post!

what whaaat???

There’s something unsettling about an 8 year old boy leaving school when I walk by in the morning to try to offer me weed. Even if I was actually interested, what makes him think...

a. that I would buy it from him (although I guess he's gotta try)
b. in broad daylight
c. while dozens of people are watching me?

21.1.09

Mini-tour of Maharashtra: Part II

Joost and I said our sad goodbyes at Pune’s main train station. He headed to Mumbai to catch his flight while I hopped on an overnight train to head to Nagpur, the center of India, in eastern Maharashtra.

What’s in Nagpur?

Well, not much really, but AIF decided to hold its midpoint conference at a place called Anandwan. After a handful of us arrived from our various destinations, we excitedly jumped into a taxi and giddily shared our unique experiences during our 2 ½ hour drive.

On our first morning together, we took a tour of Anandwan, and I must say that I’m at a loss for words. I really don’t know what to call it or how to describe it. But it’s a beautiful place physically and in its mission and spirit.

Baba Amte started Anandwan over 50 years ago as a haven for people with leprosy and disabilities. These people have been among the most feared and marginalized in India for generations. Learning about Baba Amte’s story, and the story of Anandwan, is amazing and inspiring. Another fellow (Clara) sent us his obituary in The Economist. You should check it out.

Today Anandwan is a community for anyone disabilities or leprosy who want to live there. From the beginning the community was built by the people it aimed to serve. Regardless of people’s physical limitations, there is some kind of work available. Almost entirely self-sustaining (except for sugar, salt, and kerosene), people’s jobs vary from farming to construction to making handicrafts to cooking. Everyone contributes, and everyone lives off of the fruits of everyone else’s labor.

For me, midpoint was a bizarre experience. While I really enjoyed meeting up with all of the fellows and learning about their experiences, I also found midpoint upsetting. What was so strange about this feeling was that as soon as I hopped into my rickshaw to leave midpoint I felt a tremendous sense of relief. Maybe it was a bit of reverse culture shock—you know, finding it hard to re-adjust to being around people from the US. I’ve never experienced that before!

Midpoint also forced me to really think about the challenges that I’m facing in Mhaswad and at Mann Deshi. Being busy with work and life in Mhaswad grants me the freedom to ignore such challenges; focusing on them so much throughout midpoint made me feel really negative towards Mann Deshi, Mhaswad, and the people that I’m constantly around. Returning to Mhaswad and to work allowed me to unburden myself.

And then, of course, there was the post-fellowship talk. What the heck am I going to do after my fellowship? For some reason I find this question more daunting than ‘what are you doing after college?’ I have the high hope of staying in India (possibly continuing my fellowship), or at least not returning to the US, but my practical side tells me:

1. I need to make a solid dent in loan repayment
2. I’m not going to find a job in India that pays me enough to repay my loans
3. I’m not going to find anyone to fund my adventures
4. I need to start critically thinking about my career. Although I enjoy work and I’m gaining valuable skills, I’m not doing what I want to be doing and I need to start thinking along those lines.

Scary!

So, if anyone knows of any openings outside of the US (in India) related to human rights, gender, sexuality, health, and/or migration that will pay me good money, I’m all ears. Or if anyone knows anyone/foundation/group with a lot of money who wants to fund me/a project I could be working on, you know how to contact me :)


Haha.

I’m kidding… (sort of).

17.1.09

Mini-tour of Maharashtra: Part I

I’m back to the world of blogging with much to tell you folks about and a light background so that you complainers can read dark font in your e-mail/google reader! These past few weeks have been quite interesting for me: adventure, self-reflection, meeting up with other fellows, and most exciting of all- Joost! Since there’s so much to tell, I have to divide everything up into a few blog posts. So here’s the lowdown on Joost’s three week visit.

Weeks one and two were fairly uneventful. They consisted of lazing about, playing with the puppies, eating copious amounts of pomegranate, Christmas, a very uneventful NYE, and work. Although Chetna assigned Joost the position of temporary Mann Deshi photographer, he was still sweet enough to spend every day in the office with me whether or not he had anything to do. I think he really enjoyed getting to know and photographing the bank’s clients; it gave him a different perspective on and experience of India. If I get the permission of some of the women, I’ll post their photos at a later date. Until then, you’ll have to be satisfied with some mouthwatering pomegranate!

Our adventures began at the beginning of Joost’s third and last week when we set out to explore a bit of Maharashtra.

Stop 1: Ganpatipule is a small village with a beautiful long beach on the Konkan coast. With nobody else on the beach, we spent our days swimming in the warm, deep blue (yet painfully salty) water and flying Joost’s ridiculously powerful kite. Our first two nights we spent in a hotel with a beach view until we found little huts right on the beach for the same price. There’s something really soothing about falling asleep to the ocean’s waves.




Stop 2: Mahabaleshwar is a small town in the Western Ghats, the same mountain range I hiked while I was in Kerala. The town itself was very touristy but cute. We managed to escape the hordes of people by walking through the woods and enjoying the views. On our first night we were befriended by a Muslim family who was preparing for the following day’s festival. By “befriended” I mean that we took dozens of photos with them and the shrine-ish thing they were building, and then separated by gender. Joost spent some time with the men (they invited him to drink) and I with the women and children. Separately we were asked if we were married, for how long, whether it was by love or arrangement, if we had children, etc. (I hope we got our story straight!). The women then shoved a crying baby boy into my arms and told me that I wanted to have many baby boys just like him. Hahaha :) Nothing scares me more than crying children!

Stop 3: Pune is the second biggest city in Maharashtra so we decided to dig into our wallets and spend some money on a little luxury. We sprung for a pretty luxurious hotel, Italian food, Thai food, a massage and some wine. Although I love Mhaswad, a little culinary variation is necessary once in a while. Oh how relaxing it was!