Enthralling Trails

“Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.” Arthur C. Clarke I was waiting for my laptop to download the software named MiKTeX. It seemed to go on endlessly and my memories impelled me to revisit life…. Teaching has been one of the most gratifying experience for an academician. The classroom is a creative site where the teacher can connect with the students bearing numerous personalities. Teaching students in a face to face situation is said to usher joy, contentment and supreme gratification as no day is the same in a classroom. Each batch of students, each concept and each learning happens with a freshness and the experience is always brand new. A good teacher has a unique quality of adapting to the environment and imbibing the environment in her teaching. For example, a Humanities faculty in the Management College imbibes Economics and Finance easily, the one in Performing Arts and Literature starts appreciating the Philosophy and Sociolog

Mani Pradhan hailed from Shrivardhan in Raigad district of Maharashtra in India. He had retired as an Assistant Commissioner of Income Tax. He was tall, slim and was extremely fair with luxuriant hair on his head. The fair skin had a pink shade displaying good health on the cheerful countenance. He sported a thick moustache that was grey like his hair. He was married to a fair beautiful lady named Aboli. Aboli is an orange coloured flower that is often strung together into strands, sometimes along with white jasmine flowers. These strands of flowers are used to embellish a woman’s hair or offered to deities.  Aboli was short but fair and pretty with long hair that was plaited loosely. She never adorned Aboli flowers though the bushes graced the compound wall of their house. She was calm and had a smiling face just like Mani. The couple had moved to Pune after a few years of their marriage and had lived there long after Mani’s retirement. They bought a flat close to the offic

“There are people in the world so hungry, that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread.” ― Mahatma Gandhi It was around five in the evening but the sun's rays were beating harshly with the onset of summer. The massive road was bare, sand blew mutely from the muddy footpath. The eerie silence matched the tranquillity. The puppies playfully ran across the road fearlessly as they had stopped hearing the din of the traffic. The Pandemic caused due to Corona Virus disease had found its way to India. India, a populous country needed to cut down the rate of growth of the infection. This prompted the Indian Government to a lockdown situation all over India for twenty-one days. We have been at home a week before the lockdown too owing to the impact felt in Maharashtra, India.  That evening, a family of four lugged a huge shoddy white bag. The lady carried an infant nestled in her arms, and the man carried the huge white bag while a five-year-old boy lingered behind.