Wednesday, May 30, 2018

At Thiruvananthapuram.

Was up by a half past 6 courtesy Maman. Went through the chores and we were out of the house by a half past 8. Towards the run up to the meeting, there was a power interruption that plagued almost the entire duration of the meeting too. Three of the districts viz. Pathanamthitta, Thrissur and Kozhikode were represented by the reps with the secretaries being absent.

The meeting began with Maman briefing the gathering about the details of the way this year's 'Vaayana Dinam' and month was going to be celebrated. The Foundation would carve its own niche by organising various events - throughout the period from 19 Jun to 18 Jul - while the state library council went ahead with their's. Each day's activities will be well documented and uploaded to provide the feedback to the right quarters.

The reason for the waywardness of the state library council - at least, a section of it - became clear to me today. I had always been wondering as to why a section of the CPM harbours animosity towards PN Panicker. Somewhere in the '70s, a section of the Kerala Grandhasala Sangham actively supported by Thayattu Sankaran, wanted to establish 'Desabhimani Study Centres' in every library which was vehemently opposed by PN Panicker saying that he would never permit politicisation of his library movement!

The meeting wound up with an excellent lunch organised by the staff and our district reps were sent back with the connected orders regarding the conduct along with a list of suggested activities to be carried out during the entire month. Our ever-efficient accounts boss, Lekha, had their TA/DA disbursed after the proramme and what I saw was that there was no unnecessary wastage of time, every minute detail was looked into, every query answered. Truly efficient!

The day meandered through, with me getting an opportunity to meet very many people. Sasi from my organisation at Kollam, had come in the evening to discuss the latest issues. Soon after, we'd gone to meet Pannian sir as Maman wanted to give him some papers. It's always a treat to interact with him.


Tailpiece.

By the time we'd reached home it was 11. Another day had passed and as Pink Floyd had sung, "....and it's one more day closer to death". 

  

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