Half sleeved versus full sleeved

Our dad mostly wore half sleeved shirts- which made eminent sense in the tropical city that is Hyderabad. How I got to wearing full sleeved shirts I do not know. Even at IIT, I used to wear full sleeved kurtas.

Brown Belt Shoes

I remember the maroon-brown belt shoes father used to wear. They were his favorite footwear. I also remember dad polishing all our shoes before we went to school, so that we all looked very tidy and perfect.

Weird world

My father had an extraordinarily physically demanding job. It says a lot about him that he took the work and the physical toll as just a part of life. Folks like me go out and run because we don't get enough physical work in our work.

Taj Mahal

Father and mom stayed just opposite the Taj Mahal and enjoyed quite a few evenings watching the Taj in the sunset. A lovely romantic setting.

Grand Canyon

I took my mom to the Grand Canyon in 1992. How I wish my father was there. He would have loved the geology and the history of the mountain ranges, and the Hoover dam.

North Indian Food...

I have been in Delhi for a few weeks and the little differences between the South and the North are beginning to hurt- so I cannot imagine how my father lived in North India for many years. Even more amazing is that he still retained his love for coffee, while the North Indians just drink all the time.

Going from records to audiotape

Was a big transformational event- I got a tape recorder when I was at IIT Madras, and recorded a lot of songs on tape- including Madhumati, hits of Rafi and Simon and Garfunkel. Father liked to listen all the music- whatever his kids played. What a big heart!