One year into an undergraduate program, in the early eighties, JK decided that he had enough of college, and, he would be better off working full time and continue education through a distant learning program. He was in Bombay spending his summer vacation when this lightening wisdom struck him. He spoke to my aunt, (The... Continue Reading →
The word aunt in English denotes both mother's and father's sister. But most of the Indian languages have different words for aunt; in Tamil, Chitti means mother's younger sister and father's sister is called Athai. In the winter of 1995, I was taking a chemical (Polymer) trial in a paper plant near Kalyan, a distant... Continue Reading →
Even the greatest writers of the world, according to me, produce one immortal work which stands the test of time. When you think about the author, you think about this particular work as it stays with you long after you have read it. Leo Tolstoy - War and Peace, Hemingway - The Old Man and... Continue Reading →
Stress, according to me, is probably the most overused/overrated word in today's world. From School going children to CEOs, everyone talks about being stressed with all the comforts and luxuries modern life has provided them with. My grandma like many of her generation, probably never heard of 'Stress.' What we call 'stress' must have a... Continue Reading →
Sundara Ramasamy is one of the greatest writers in Tamil. His Novels 'Oru Puliyamarathi Kathai' (Story of Tamarind Tree) and 'J J Sila Kuripugal' (J J Some Jottings) attained cult status. But what attracted me more, is his short stories. They draw immense power from a simple language and excellent narration. Some of his best... Continue Reading →
This is one of my favorite short stories in Tamil, probably the best written by C N Annadurai. This is as good as 'The Gift of the Magi' written by O Henry and published in 1905. Annadurai Conjeevaram Natarajan Annadurai (15 September 1909 – 3 February 1969), popularly called Anna ("Elder brother") or Arignar Anna ("Anna, the scholar"), was... Continue Reading →
My brother JK and I shared the same passion for our beloved Bajaj Kawasaki RTZ bike like the Parsi Man showing his love for his Bajaj Scooter in the ‘Hamara Bajaj Ad.’ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=scltYH13uEY) (Google Image of the bike - only, ours was black!) On the 44th Independence day holiday, my brother and I were washing... Continue Reading →
Biking. Adventure. Nostalgia.x 