47. AN ETP WALL OF
FOAM
There is a Country Music Hall of Fame in Nashville , Tennessee
: this I can understand. I find also a
South Dakota Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Sioux Falls, S.D. ; National midget
car Hall of Fame in Wisconsin;
International Jewish sports Hall of Fame in Israel ; Baseball Hall of
Fame, Basketball Hall of Fame, Oddball Hall of Fame etc. And there are further extensions to this
theme such as the Walk of Fame, Wall of Fame and so on. The numbers and variety are truly mind
boggling.
It makes me wonder what kind of people are desperate enough
to go visiting these places ? What is their mental acumen and maturity level ? and what is their takeaway from such memorable
outings ? Be that as it may, this
story is about the time I inadvertently walked
into a Wall of Foam in an ETP ( Effluent Treatment Plant).
I moved to Bangalore from Bombay in the year 1986, after quitting Voltas
International in disgust ( see a Joint
Venture Company in Yemen ).
I found temporary accommodation in Bangalore for
the family and myself on Charles
Campbell Road in Cox Town . Quite by accident one day, I bumped into an
old colleague of mine from Dorr-Oliver now settled in the very same
neighbourhood. B. Velan was a brilliant
mechanical engineer, and headed the engineering and drawing operations of
Dorr-Oliver in the Madras
office. After quitting Dorr-Oliver, he
set up Scorpio Engineering in Bangalore ,
manufacturing bulk material handling systems and equipments.
With active encouragement from Venkataraman ( RIP) another
old colleague of mine from Voltas based in Madras, Velan ventured into wastewater treatment, banking
on his past experience in Dorr-Oliver and Venkat’s process and design
expertise. Little did he realise the
pitfalls in the business. They had managed to bag an order for an ETP at Mysore
Acetate and Chemicals ( MACC) a particularly complex wastewater, and had
completed erection of the plant when I walked into their parlour and was roped
in to startup, stabilize and commission the treatment plant. This was possibly one of the first
assignments for Ecotech in Bangalore
in the year 1987, and to keep the home fires burning, I grabbed this
opportunity.
The Mysore
Acetate and Chemicals Ltd. is one of the oldest industrial undertakings of the
Govt. of Karnataka, now defunct and boarded up, as ought to be the case with
all ventures of the Govt., including that of governance. MACC is located in a place very imaginatively
named Acetate Town ,
on the outskirts of the equally drab and unimpressive town of Mandya in the South Eastern part of the
State. MACC produced Cellulose
Triacetate and related products used for making tooth brush handles, TV
cabinets, photo film and so forth from cellulosic materials such as cotton,
wood chips and wood pulp. In the main,
two streams of process waste were generated from the operations, the one called
black liquor and the other the high COD ( organic content) stream.
The two streams were segregated at source and in the ETP, received
separate and different treatment.
Velan the master had excelled himself In this project insofar
as of some of the mechanical equipments he designed : Instead of Circular
clarifiers, there were rectangular clarifiers ( highly space efficient) with
the bridge moving up and down along rail tracks, fitted with limit and
reversing switches at both extremities,
much like Overhead traveling cranes.
I was fairly comfortable with this design having previously commissioned
such units at the Dudeshwar Water Treatment pant for the Ahmedabad Municipal Corporation
about 5 years previously.
At the exit end of the treatment plant, in order to collect
a composite sample of treated water ( as
opposed to a grab sample) there was a
Ferris wheel like contraption going round and round, picking up a smidgeon of a
sample of the water at every rotation and depositing it in a compositing bottle
placed alongside. The speed of the
Ferris wheel could be varied at will by the simple device of turning a
screw. The Aeration tanks in the
Treatment plant were however outfitted with High Speed Floating Aerators, which
were not entirely to my liking.
The fault lay however in the design of the Treatment plant.
The usually meticulous and diligent Venkataraman had slipped
up in the design. He did later confess
to me that in their hurry to put in the tender, he had not made a detailed independent
study of the effluent characteristics, nor validated the figures specified by
MACC : The High COD stream indeed lived
up to its name. But instead of the
design value of 3000 mg/L of COD, in reality it turned out to be in the range
of around 10,000 mg/L, when I was commissioning the treatment plant. This high
COD stream was absolutely clear, colourlesss and odourless much like the
bottled mineral water of today, and would deceive any person at first
glance. This always brings to my mind
the haughty boast of an ex chairman of the Karnataka Pollution Control Board (
an Academic, mind you) who claimed he
could determine the COD of any wastewater by merely looking at it. May be if we had more such super human
specimens, we would not need scientific testing laboratories with associated paraphernalia
of chemists, chemicals, glassware, instruments etc.
The very refractory black liquor stream also was very
difficult to stabilize because of the high speed floating aerators which were
simply shearing and pulverizing the bacterial flocs and not allowing them to
settle in the clarifier.
Although we could demonstrate good performance of the ETP in
terms of pollutant removals in absolute terms ( Kg COD/ day), we could not
achieve the low concentration levels ( mg/L ) on account of the wrong design
figures supplied by MACC. The clients
too reconciled themselves to this fate, albeit with some reluctance.
I had posted a chemist full time at MACC to supervise the
commissioning of the ETP, and I made fortnightly visits from Bangalore to monitor the progress and give
necessary guiding instructions.
It was a cold, cold morning in December, when Nagaraj ( the
MACC Chemical engineer in charge of the ETP) and I walked towards the ETP a
little distance away from the main factory.
The ETP was now hidden from view by a 12 foot high wall, apparently a
new construction, not there on my previous visit, neatly whitewashed and
shining bright against the winter sun. Lumbering towards the Wall and the ETP on that
cold winter morning, I expressed my
surprise to Nagaraj that a Government owned unit could put up such a huge
construction in such a short period of time.
And that was when I walked into a Wall of Foam. For a few
moments I was absolutely stunned when I discovered the wall to be entirely made
up of thick white foam, churned up by the high speed aerators, bobbing forlornly
in the middle of the aeration tank, trapped within the four walls of foam.
Dr. Ananth S Kodavasal December 03, 2011
P.S : A combination
of wrong design ( incorrect COD figure), wrong engineering ( High speed
aerators shearing the bacterial flocs), and environmental factors ( Cold Night
Temperatures) conspired overnight to build the huge wall of foam.