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  1. Bombay Journal

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    / March 30, 2012 / Leave a comment
    Deja Vu All Over Again… Three friends, 45 years later, sit in a palatial Khar apartment in this siren city, enjoying the cocktail hour. Dinner is a couple of hours away. This is the first time that I can remember that Yogi, Mirchi and I have sat together since our...

  2. A tribute to my father

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    / February 26, 2012 / 1 Comment
    It is said that no man is hero to his valet. Perhaps no man is hero to his son also. It is not easy being friends with your father, particularly in those days when all the elders were respected and therefore so remote. Like many fathers and sons, we expressed...

  3. From the soiled pages of my father’s diary

    Posted by Navin Chandra Joshi
    / February 12, 2012 / 2 Comments
    Rummaging the pile of old journals and books on my last relocation, I came across a very old diary. Leafing through the pages, I found it belonged to my father. My interest aroused as to what it contained. I sat down, started reading it and continued till it was over....

  4. Naan oru viLayaattu bommaiyaa?

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    / February 7, 2012 / 2 Comments
    The phone rang. My brother informed me that we need to rush to Chennai, as my aunt was critically ill and sinking. It was a shock. She was quite alright till four weeks ago and was even planning to come to Bangalore to see my ailing mother.  Quickly I made a...

  5. Senti about Padmini

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    / January 30, 2012 / 2 Comments
    Right from my childhood, I had a fascination to travel in cars. My granduncle had a Vanguard, a sturdy vehicle of the 50s. I loved travelling in it from Madras to Kodaikanal hills, sitting in front and enjoying the view. Later when I was in college, I used to envy...

  6. Longing for a Lambretta

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    / December 10, 2011 / 2 Comments
    By Parthasarathy My first memory of a vehicle is a ‘nadai vandi’. This is a Tamil word which literally means ‘walking cart’. It was a three-wheeled wooden contraption in which a child used to learn to walk. I presume that the one I had was 8 years old as my...

  7. The Story of Parlakhemundi

    Posted by Venkat Tata
    / November 10, 2011 / Leave a comment
    By Venkat Tata   My uncle S N Tata, once told me the fascinating story of Parlakhemundi college (one of the oldest in the ‘Turpu’ region) – now in Orissa across the Mahindra Gedda (as a riverlet in known locally) from Patapatnam in Andhra Pradesh. It was a premier seat of learning in that...

  8. Grand tales of my Grandmother

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    / November 7, 2011 / 4 Comments
    By V Desikan   “Once upon a time” (Orae Oru Urule). These three little words have the super power to immediately transfer you from one world to another.   During my childhood days, never a day went without me hearing a story from one of my family members. The elders...

  9. Nostalgia time

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    / July 14, 2011 / 2 Comments
    By V Desikan   “Nostalgia is the heroin of the old people” said Dara O’Briain. When older people get together, they invariably tend to talk about “good old times” and how wonderful life was then. When I started blogging on `The South Reports‘, SVL Narayan gave me a friendly advice....

  10. Secunderabad, a twin that is not a twin

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    / January 12, 2011 / 3 Comments
    By T S Sudhir I have lived in Secunderabad since 1998 and so no wonder, I was curious to read Narendra Luther’s `Lashkar – The story of Secunderabad’. Unlike most of my classmates, history was my favourite subject in school and ever since I moved to Hyderabad, I have found...

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