Chem Club

When I entered 9th grade, I had to choose a club in my High School.  I was a Boy Scout and I had the choice of continuing as a Scout but I didn’t know how to swim. This meant that the First Class badge was out of my reach. ...

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A Tree For All Seasons

We tend to drive around a fair bit in our neighbouring towns since our son loves to go on long car rides.  Even though we have lived here a few years, I’m still taken in by the beauty and never tire of it.  Earlier this year, while driving along...

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Bedtime Stories

I remember the first time I told my daughter a bedtime story.  She was a little over two and not in the mood to sleep one night. Jungle Book was the ideal story since she loved animals.  Her curiosity was piqued as I narrated the adventures of Mowgli.  When...

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Chasing The Monsoon

While driving through my neighborhood a few months ago, I happened to pass a house that had a number of items placed on its driveway with an accompanying “Free” sign.  There were the usual knickknacks – items once bought but of no interest to the owner now.  What caught...

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The Guru

On this Teacher’s Day, I would like to honor a teacher whose classes I have not attended but from whom I have learned a lot throughout my life and still continue to do so.  I had originally posted this on Facebook in September 2016.  September 5th is celebrated as...

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Remembering the Radio

Long before Arnab Goswami screamed his opinion on Republic TV, long before cricketers such as Dhoni and Tendulkar touted myriad products on TV, long before another mother-in-law and daughter-in-law duo sparred on yet another teary soap-opera spinoff and if you can dare imagine, long before the dirge that served...

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Lord’s

The world of sport has given us some iconic images that remain indelibly etched in our minds.  Kapil Dev, captain of the victorious Indian cricket team, holding aloft the Prudential Cup on June 25th, 1983 is one such image.  India had won just one match previously in the last...

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Ajja

The relief marking the end of my final exams in summer would give way to anticipation of my annual trip to Bombay. I would travel by the Udyan Express that would reach Bombay at 7:00 am in the morning. I would peer out of the window as the train...

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Rest in Next

“Rest in next” was the tag line with which my paternal grandfather ended some of his postcards. He lived in Ankola near Karwar on the Western Coast of India. My dad received letters from him on a monthly basis.  The letters were sent to acknowledge the receipt of a...

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Rocket Boys

Once in a while, I come across a book that captivates me.  The author is able to draw me into his or her world and take me along on a journey in which I am an interested and intrigued companion.  Homer (Sonny) Hickham Jr.’s memoirs titled  “Rocket Boys” is...

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