Showing posts with label thanks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thanks. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Remembering a teacher

If history was a subject that I never worried about in secondary school, it was all because of Velmurugan sir at Mani Higher Secondary School, Coimbatore. It is a long long time since I passed out of that school, but the memories remain like the Cheshire cat grin. When I first joined that school, the name Velmurugan was quaint to me (the first time I heard that name ever) and somehow by the way my classmates pronounced it, I thought his name was 'Belpuri sir'. For a few months, I was so intrigued by the name even though I knew that the name must have been wrong. :-) I was too shy to ask others what his proper name was. :-)

His classes used to be generally in the afternoons, typically the post lunch periods. He never used to look at the book for history, but would start off from where he would have left in the previous class. No books from the students would be open during the class. He was a wonderful story teller with a soft spoken voice and used to have us spell-bound by his description of Indian empires ranging from the Mughal, Chalukya, Chera, Chola, Pandya, Pallava, Rashtrakuta, Vijayanagara, Satavahana etc. Then came the British, the French, the Dutch and the Portugese and the saga of Indian Independence and the two world wars. Dates and names used to flow effortlessly from him with a narration that visualized what might have happened in that time period.

His geography classes used to be drab, but I remember him for his command of history. I missed History and Geography very much when I moved into 11th standard and to a different town as well.

I am out of touch with Coimbatore with rare visits. I still swell with pride on hearing the school name. Velmurugan sir must have retired long ago. Wherever you are, sir, this is my humble way of saying a big "Thank You" for you being a piece of my history.

Monday, October 19, 2009

Epilogue - Deepavali gone by

As one more Deepavali goes by,

  • Safety still is safely tucked away in lots of places.
  • Noise has become noisier.
  • The air quality reaches a quality vacuum.
  • Rain did not rain even once this time and the sun has tanned itself to tan.
  • And last, one of the last long weekends of this year lasted itself and it is time to be back to work. :-)
Adieu Deepavali 2009.

And thanks to all the folks for whom Deepavali was just yet another day in which their jobs still had to be done, the milk-vendor, the public transit-driver, the shop-keeper, the maid, the garbage collector, the fuel outlet, those who guard our borders and many more. Thanks a ton for having our holidays with family smoothly oiled and moving.