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Wednesday, March 26, 2025

End-March diary entry

February and March went off with reasonably balmy weather on the whole this time, thanks to the unseasonal but very welcome drizzles last week. This weekend is predicted to be hot again, but that is only to be expected. If we are lucky, we might have some more rainy spells, as it happens in some years, so that we might be spared long weeks of relentless heat from April to July.

My admission season is practically over, though a few more will probably keep trickling in. From April onwards, it will be full season again, but for the first time in more than a quarter century, the workload will still be much lighter, only four days a week with two classes a day. I will have much more time to get post-lunch naps than ever before. Who says there are no perks to getting old? SRK anxiously declares ‘I’m not old’ and has to jump about monkey-fashion on stage to stay cool and relevant. Poor chap. I am proud and glad that I am old. So who’s winning?

So many things are coming full circle in the fullness of time. Many of my most beloved youngsters are getting married and having children of their own, and helping me to relive wonderful memories. And while I am still working for my keep, I can regard my earnings more and more as a nice pension rather than a huge and frightening responsibility. I can get more quirky and cranky with impunity – my inner circle will indulgently bear with it and forgive, and how many of those outside give me a wide berth will matter less and less with every passing year.

Thanks to Bibhas, I came across a blog called ‘Goobie and Doobie’ on YouTube recently, made by a ‘loser’, a successful and high-earning Japanese-American neurosurgeon who gave up that life to be, in his own words, an unemployed wanderer, nature blogger, lay philosopher and ‘happy for the first time in his life’. A real life instance of The Monk who sold his Ferrari. I have grown very fond of him very quickly. More power to his elbow. Try it sometime if you have a much bigger attention span than the typical under-40.

I am reading the last of the Maisie Dobbs series, knowing, sadly, that the author has decided never to add to the list. I had grown very fond of Maisie, and immersed in her life. Recently, also, I read a book called Kaikeyi by Vaishnavi Patel, that was truly very interesting – the early part of the Ramayana written from the perspective of someone who has a strongly feminist perspective and is also one of the least remembered or most reviled (a difficult to achieve combination!) characters in the epic. Strongly recommended, though not quite as lyrical and mellifluous as Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni’s Palace of Illusions.

Thanks to Google photos, I recently discovered that a lot of people who broke off the connection with me long ago still keep sneakily looking up my blog. I wonder what keeps bringing them back, when they have ostensibly lost all interest in keeping in touch with me? A guilty conscience, secret admiration, sheer perverseness, or just endless time to kill?

On the government going after ‘comedians’ who mock and provoke the powers that be – because this issue has been much in the news lately – as a moderate conservative with very reasoned and firm views over a lifetime, I am very much in favour of free speech, but I strongly dislike grown up people who confuse freedom with licence: toilet humour is NOT an essential part of freedom of speech, it is actually very unhealthy for the future of society and civilization, especially if it becomes the only kind of humour that people enjoy. Crudeness, loud vulgarity and abuse are no good or essential part of ‘criticism’; never have been. Let the comedians learn a little about what good and effective comedy as well as criticism can be and should be. Their ‘responsibility’ to democracy does not end with making the great unwashed masses titter along.

I am sad to see that despite repeated requests here, so few have ‘found the time’ to leave behind a few fond recollections about their time with me (the link for the relevant Google form is given on the top of the right hand column here – but if you are reading this on a phone, you have to visit the web version). Conversely, I am very happy to see that several old posts have come back into the most-read list – it means that some people, instead of merely visiting the home page, are actively exploring this blog. I am sure they will not be disappointed with things they find; in fact, some of them might wonder that Sir said these things already so many years ago! Especially when it comes to books, videos and movies, I shall be glad to hear some thank you-s from those who enjoyed my recommendations.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Sir,

Apologies for having been quite infrequent in going through your blog. It is nothing short of a treasure trove in terms of plethora of perspectives that your thoughts offer on myriad topics.

I concede that I’m at fault that I have been quite sporadic in keeping up with your posts (won’t shield my inability with that lame excuse regarding lack of time) but every time I log in to this page, going through the articles foster a time-travel back to attending your classes and cherishing the fond memories of your lectures not only on school texts but also on diverse topics that delineated your maverick outlook towards society at large.

Hope you and ma’am are doing well. I am sure Pupu is doing well and has grown up to be a charming and erudite woman. Would be more than happy to catch up with you once I’m in town. That’ll give me a chance to relive my memories of your classes.

Regards
Soumallya Chattopadhyay
(ICSE, batch of 2009)