SIMON + KAYAR

In short, he was the reason behind my 200/200 in Maths in the Matriculation Examination. He is one of those hard working teachers who teach not for the sake of money, but because they love to do so. Many 'elite' students did not prefer his method of teaching. They always felt that he was too slow and that he was not keeping pace with their ability to understand things. (Read More)

Well another sad but interesting event. There used to be a very bid dog in the house just infront and right to our house. There was a teacher in that (she is still there with his sons now) and as a kid I used to go to their house. On that eventful day, they had put a plate with some food for the dog. The dog was not able to reach it and it was trying desperately. Then came the kindest person on lawspet, Mr.Simon to help the dog. I went straight picked up the plate and tried to keep it near the dog. The dog took it otherwise and thought that I was all set to steal it. It gave a bite on my hand and I still have the marks (though slowly fading off). My father came home and took me to GH casuality where a nurse injected a needle and she seemed to be more bothered about the dog than me as she kept on enquiring about it. Finally my father had to monitor the dog and me for a week and then they were happy that the dog was normal. I quite did not understand why they were worried about the welfare of the dog.

I still remember that day. It was the next day after Diwali. I was supposed to visit my grandma who was living next street to ours. On the way, I found an unburnt cracker on the roadside. I stopped, picked it up and went on my way. As soon as I reached my grandma's house I took a paper, and tried to get the chemicals out of the cracker (many should have by now realised what I was up to). Then after emptying the cracker off its stuff, I went on to fetch a matchbox. I took a stick out and ignited it. I tried to place it on the paper, but it would not burn. So I looked down and brought the fire closer. There was a buzz and all I saw was a while light and soon it was dark completely. I felt a gush of pain on my eyes. I started yelling and my grandma came at once. I ran towards the bathroom and had my hand dipped in a bucket of water there. But the pain would not subside. I was crying all the while. Then my grandma actually carried me if i remember correctly (or put me in my cycle and used it to sort of carry me) to my house. I was put on a table in the center of the house and I still remember how bad I felt having to go to school with all the bandages in my head and hand. For many years the marks were on my hand and still there is one on my forehead. Hmm learning the hard way...

Few still know that I have a habit of writing down my day to day experiences in a notebook. (Not a diary after I heard a story of my friend being caught by his parents when he wrote about a girl in his tution) and I kept the notebook safe away from anybody's reach. I had it locked in a draw whose's key I wrapped on a paper and put in a second draw. There is only one key to the second draw which is till date with me only. I am still proud of this technique, but as you might have guessed, it took a lot of effort to just pen up one day's adventures (I need to open the first draw and take......). The only other person apart from, obviously my wife, who came close to knowing a few things was 'Vaithi' when we stayed together in Chennai and he used to ask me for one incident everyday. But even to him I had not told more than 5% and not even one of my 'Kavithai's. So except Kayarvizhy there is no one living or dead who knows my passion on these. Then why an autograph section here. Two reasons. One is that I need to have another copy of my experiences in this world and another because these are just 10% of them and are the not-so-important ones that I can share with others. Another interesting thing, part of which still Kayar is yet to see but knows is that I also had a habit of collecting things that were a reminder of my life in those years. I will try to put their description and the story behind here (again the not-so-important ones alone). If there is anything offensive to anyone, I can safely say that they were not meant to be, but only were my perception when I was in that situation. Do forgive me for that.