Month: January 2017
In Praise Of A Brilliant Teacher
In Praise Of A Brilliant Teacher My earliest memories of being taught mathematics was in the third and fourth grades when we had to learn the multiplication tables. I do not think that at that age I exhibited any great flair for math as a subject. Learning the multiplication tables used to be a herculean task and […]
Morning Madness
Morning Madness I go to sleep around 10 PM in the night. I used to be a night owl when I was a young man and never hit the sack before 12 AM those days. I was a bachelor then. But nowadays I have no choice but to go to bed sharp at 10 PM […]
On My Ten Year Old Daughter
Theme : On my ten year old daughter My Sweet Princess My little princess is ten years old, when she smiles her eyes sing and dance, when I hear her laughter and squeals of joy, in her hands I am nothing but a toy. When I come back home after a tiring day, to the […]
Down Memory Lane With Music
Down Memory Lane With Music Till my fourth grade I lived in Chennai with my mother and baby sister. My father was on deputation in New Delhi and our family temporarily existed as two establishments as my mother was an employed woman and wanted to keep her job till we were in a position to […]
Down Memory Lane With The Reading Habit
Down Memory Lane With The Reading Habit Enid Blyton My earliest memories of reading a novel go back to the time when I was in my fifth grade. I had just moved to a new school and the children there were avid readers of Enid Blyton’s books. I was introduced to my first full length […]
The One Thing I Do Every Day
The One Thing I Do Every Day When I try to think of something I do everyday, several things spring to the mind immediately. There are of course the minor things that come to the mind at once like brushing my teeth as soon as I get up, going for a walk, bathing, to say […]
My Seventeen Year Sojourn With Smoking
My Seventeen Year Sojourn With Smoking It all started as a fad. I was one of those straight as an arrow young men who considered smoking a taboo as is customary in all orthodox south Indian families. My parents did not have any vices and the same can be said of my uncles and aunts. […]
History: The Much Condemned Subject
History: The Much Condemned Subject I once came across an article written by a professor of Mathematics who argued passionately that History is a useless subject. His main argument was that there is no use in wasting time studying things that happened in the past as the past was dead and gone. I have often […]
Television Thirty-Five Years Back
Television When I Was A Kid There was a time when the common television set was not as ubiquitous as it is now. Thirty five years back, it was considered a status symbol in middle class families to have a television set or a refrigerator at home. I watched my first television program when I was in […]
Train Travel Thirty-Five Years Back
Train Travel When I Was A Kid I wonder whether the younger generation is aware of what it was like to travel by trains in India thirty-five to forty years back. What it was like not to have instant ticket booking services like IRCTC and not being able to book train tickets in a hurry […]
