My official work went off like a song! Soon after he'd seen me and shaken hands, the senior told me and I quote, 'I've heard a lot about you and don't you worry, they've all been good!'
The initial sparring had gone off well, that means!
But what I enjoy most, whenever I come to Madras, is to spend time with an old lady who's looked after me years back whether it was at Coimbatore, Coonoor, Bombay or Delhi. I remember those lovely times of gaiety and learning, full of fun, laughter and care. She'd presented me with an RK Laxman's book of cartoons on a very special evening with some nice words inscribed on the first page which I treasure. How can I ever forget her when she's given me so much to remember?
This time too I'd the privilege of spending time with her. The greatest pleasure that I get is when I get to hear her peels of laughter on my PJs! At 86, she's frail and sadly, has become wheelchair bound - since I'd met her last - as her right leg has become weak thanks to diabetes. And she says that she bucks the diet regimen imposed by her doctor and strictly enforced by her daughter - quite often - with that naughty twinkle in her eyes. Her verve and zest for life are intact and I'm so glad for that! O God, pse do take care of her!!
As I was taking leave of her, this time she made a strange request and I quote, "Rajeev, can you write me letters? When will you come next?" In today's age of tweets(no, I'm still not into it), e-mail, blogs and cellphones, my habit of letter writing has taken a severe beating.
But for her sake, I shall rekindle an old passion!
The initial sparring had gone off well, that means!
But what I enjoy most, whenever I come to Madras, is to spend time with an old lady who's looked after me years back whether it was at Coimbatore, Coonoor, Bombay or Delhi. I remember those lovely times of gaiety and learning, full of fun, laughter and care. She'd presented me with an RK Laxman's book of cartoons on a very special evening with some nice words inscribed on the first page which I treasure. How can I ever forget her when she's given me so much to remember?
This time too I'd the privilege of spending time with her. The greatest pleasure that I get is when I get to hear her peels of laughter on my PJs! At 86, she's frail and sadly, has become wheelchair bound - since I'd met her last - as her right leg has become weak thanks to diabetes. And she says that she bucks the diet regimen imposed by her doctor and strictly enforced by her daughter - quite often - with that naughty twinkle in her eyes. Her verve and zest for life are intact and I'm so glad for that! O God, pse do take care of her!!
As I was taking leave of her, this time she made a strange request and I quote, "Rajeev, can you write me letters? When will you come next?" In today's age of tweets(no, I'm still not into it), e-mail, blogs and cellphones, my habit of letter writing has taken a severe beating.
But for her sake, I shall rekindle an old passion!
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