3_Full Walk Full footage-
Director: Prerna Bishnoi; Cinematographer: Prerna Bishnoi
Duration: 01:13:28; Aspect Ratio: 1.778:1; Hue: 65.564; Saturation: 0.015; Lightness: 0.384; Volume: 0.110; Cuts per Minute: 5.839
Description: Water Tanker
An informal sovereignty composed of a mix of private garbage collectors or bore well owners and/or water tanker owners/drivers and employees of the municipality who float their own timetables for waste collection, and chose their own destination for disposal BUT
If government water pipelines don’t reach you, if you produce waste and you need someone desperately to take it off you hands and the system is cracked, who you gonna call? The Mafia. It’s a grave word for this informal sector of garbage-land-water services.
Not to mention, Mafia like Monopoly are games adults play ;)
To suggest the words “commonwealth/common wealth” as part of this lexicon is to go in search for possibilities to strive for its realization.
I’m going to map out the social relations in this image:
On the top left is a settlement. They collect, segregate and dispose off waste. Sometimes in alliance with the garbage mafia (an informal sovereignty composed of a mix of private garbage collectors and employees of the municipality floating their own timetable for pick up and disposal of garbage) they have also been accused of burning waste to make it disappear.
Yes. And the aunties and uncles living in Sobha Lavendar apartment, a gated community, where I am standing, are pissed at them.
Yes. And their house-helps come from this settlement. Yes. And they are the vigilantes noting every pip and squeak of the trucks dumping debris and encroaching the lake. Some are even advocates for plastic-free Bangalore taking their role of custodian of the lake seriously. This way they collectively put pressure on the Government.
To the left of frame (not visible) is a middle school. Right next to that is Kateamma temple. Kateamma, goddess Durga’s avatar, fights evil with strength times ten.
There is no pure evil in this ambiguous zone. The evil sits in places inaccessible to the (under)commons.
The disposed disappears
Water drowns and dissolves it
But retains it too
Lay down a path
(w)Ring the body of water
When this soup bowl is
Open only to the skies
Seasons have their way