Posted by: Naren on: May 27, 2008
It was a glorious day for the school, festoons hung from every corner, the whole place was lit up, cobwebs that seemed as old as the spiders that built them were dusted down, the scraggly security guard seemed shaven for once, the bus drivers were seen washing down the buses assiduously, 1st standard teachers [...]
Posted by: Naren on: May 25, 2008
“What’s in a name, what’s in a name, er.. What’s in a name…” – A forgetful Shakespearean scholar.
The point being, over the span of your lifetime you tend to have various names, various ways by which people call you. You love some of them, hate some and cherish some. Whether it is your parents calling [...]
Posted by: Naren on: May 19, 2008
After a rather salty gargle, a hot bath, hot idlies and molaha podi (a famous south Indian hot side dish used for dosas, idlies, etc.) and the eternal struggle to straighten my drooping sock, I reached school just about 3 minutes late. At school, you always knew whether it was a special day, a [...]
