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Heartfelt Remembrances and Tribute to my paternal GrandFather ("Nana"). It was indeed His discipline and efforts, and the Grace of God, which is the foundation of where all in the Kulkarni Family stand comfortably today. I had earlier written about Nana on this site itself. Click here to read about about him. Today is 17th July 2007 the Centenary of his Birth. He was born 17th July 1907. Nana, We will always remember You...

Posting my funny scribble regarding a not-so-funny Bee-Attack incident which I suffered in Bangalore more than 2 years ago. The email chain is self-explanatory...! :-) ... I think the email chain makes reading it all the more interesting. Hence posting it along with the poem. Hope you enjoy :-) ...Read this article, starting from the bottom... :-) ... -----Original Message----- From: Kulkarni Shailendra Sent: 03 February 2005 14:28 To: George Molina; Ferris Tamara; Bhavana; Sundar G Subject: Asta-la-Vista BeeBee Hi , I do not know if the editors are looking for this. Anyways, Here Goes... Asta-la-Vista BeeBee They Came In Droves, Wave After Wave, Before Each Strike I almost Heard Them Buzz Har Har Mahadev !!! Their Harakiris Were Not in Vain, B'cos I was Instantly in acute pain... ! My transition from an Innocuous Passerby To A Perceived Ill-Meaning Allied Spy, Took Me By Utter Nasty Surprise ; All that I could Hear Now, With the Mounting Sickening Buzz, Were My own Pathetic C...

It was the first year of my primary school. Was a day like any other. It was just past recess. I was back in the class after watching boys from my class play pakdapakdi (catch-n-cook). I remember D'Mello teacher had come into the class. She was a replacement for Gaekwad teacher, who had proceeded on long leave for some reason. I was quite fond of her, as were many boys of the class. She seemed to be very beautiful, and quite adorable, apparently contradictory to the quite strict Gaekwad teacher, who was our actual class teacher. There had been some incident. And I was paying good attention to the goings on, like all first standard boys do when the teacher is broaching some serious subject. SN had fractured his hand and the discussing was abouot how it happened, and who was responsible for it. Then PK stood up and said "It was Shailendra". This accusation struck me out of the blue; and I did not what to say, except for mumbling something like 'It was not me...". W...

At this moment of your life, you find yourself in a place, where you might or might not have visualised yourself in, some seasons ago. May be you planned to get here, may be you didn't. May be you wanted to be here, may be you didn't.. May be you do not like being here, or may be you do...! One year ago I came to this place called Concord. My first impression while in the taxi from the San Francisco Airport, was that I might not be too comfortable with this area. God knows why I felt it that way then. Could be because I was more comfortable with the country-look of Malvern. I sure was intimidated at first. But then I knew I had people here whom I knew well from my past. So, I felt comforted. The decision was taken to be here, for various reasons. I wanted this stopover in life to be reached. So this crossing is being made. We live at an apartment complex. The apartments are on a drive, which is covered by a canopy of the plentiful trees. The Drive makes for a nice walk. For the...

Its The Heaven On Earth, albeit leading straight to Hell. Its Vegas, Las Vegas.... ...with an unpardonably glamorous glorification of all the vices you could possibly find on our burdened planet... Though Gambling was probably the 'original sin' of Vegas, there are the other objects of desire which keep good pace with it now...Wine and Women...primarily. The dens of unrestricted vice as some may call them, or the casinos, are constructions of extravagant splendor. It is as if Kuber has himself funded the construction of 'The Strip', as the prime length on the Las Vegas Boulevard is so very affectionately called by the world. I had seen some pictures earlier, but I was entirely mesmerised by what I saw with my own eyes. Perhaps I was not the first person to react so on reaching Vegas. (am I the master of understatement or what...) The trip schedule to Vegas was the outcome of many adjustments and compromises. And it also turned out to be a test of hardiness, as my dear h...

They were more of them. But only three since I became aware of, and understood my emotional self. So, I write about the three only. But I surely do not intend to be unfair to the 4 others, three of them whom I never got to know. The three I was fortunate to have the company of, for significant years of my life were Aaji, BaalMama and Vishnumama. Aaji, my paternal Grandmother, and Baalmama and Vishnumama were her brothers. What is so different about them? Why do I write about them? They were ordinary persons, like the most of us. What was extraordinary about them,however, was that they remained incorrigibly happy throughout their lives. They never read Dale Carnegie, nor Deepak Chopra. I do not think the decision to remain happy was a conscious one. It was probably a state of mind they were born with. A point well mentioned is the sibling bonding between them. It is perhaps the joyful and contented attitude which forged this. And the bond remained strong throughout their lifetimes. ...

Your Dreams, Your Fears, Phases of Life, All the Good and Bad In Our Life, Are Really Not That Far Away...! All sorts of things hit you even before you can say 'Duck'... Taking the positive, as I said, this goes for our dreams too... We just have to try ; we are bound to end up somewhere nearby. But the most important thing is knowing where you want to go... Else you end up just being a drifter.... A 'Vision', as Dr.Amitava Datta used to say, (the person who gave Siemens Soarian such a momentum) is critical for well-directed and measurable progress. Its like a force (motivates you towards your foreseen goals), and at the same time like a rudder (guides the force in the direction of your goals). You need to see where you want to be may be a few years down the line, atleast. I.e. Imagining the context of your existence after the trees have shed leaves a few more times. May be something like this. "Living happily (this happy word can have endless elaboration) with fam...