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The Gentle Giant!

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I was about 10 years old when my father took me to an amusement park near JC nagar in Bangalore. Right at the entrance stood the tallest man I have ever seen. Till that point in time I was absolutely sure that nobody in the world was taller or stronger than my father but then there was this man. Slightly startled and intimidated by his demeanor I stood at a distance. He beckoned to me but I ran away. At the end of a thrilling day at the park I made my way to the entrance once again, the tallest man in the world was still there, it was December and the air was biting cold, he just stood there like a tree unhindered by the weather. Father insisted that I shake hands with the man and he escorted me to him, I held up my shaky hands, he slowly stooped down, patted me on the back and gave me one of the warmest handshakes I have ever had in my life. My tryst with tall people wasn’t over yet. The next giant I met was my classmate and long time buddy Shashank Ballur, In spite o

The Puncture Surgeon

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I love my bike, I really do. Among all of my materialistic possessions in the world my 110 c.c Honda CB Twister is number one.  Together we have travelled close to 10,000 kms in the last couple of years and I have enjoyed almost every single moment I have spent with it, the reason I say almost is because every now and then my bike and I have a fall out. Sometimes I forget to give it a proper wash and it retaliates by refusing to start when I am in the middle of traffic. Occasionally I park it in the blazing sun and the gear system responds by getting jammed as I am going uphill. Seldom does the bickering go to extreme lengths…. Seldom. I knew forcing my bike to carry a weight one and half times the recommended maximum load would provoke an intense reaction, my rear tyre let out a high pitched scream before flattening out as my brother and I left from the hospital to home. We stared at the now completely deflated back tyre in dumb disbelief; this was the worse puni

The Junior Consultants - IIHR

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Camp season still continues at work. Unlike the IPL, it lasts all year long. Towards the end of last month, I had the pleasure of attending an exclusive cardiology camp arranged at IIHR Bangalore, The Indian Institute of Horticultural research- a premier undertaking of the Indian council of Agricultural research. It’s very hard to try and describe the IIHR campus non-poetically, but to restrict myself, suffice to say that any person with the slightest fondness towards nature will fall head over heels in love with this place on first visit. Spread across a sprawling campus more than 250 hectares, this organization has achieved some really groundbreaking milestones over the last 5 decades.  More details can be viewed here http://www.iihr.res.in/institution . The IIHR Irrespective of the nature of the camp, whether at a far flung, remote village near the border of the state or at a charming farm just 5 miles from my place of work, there are always unique experiences