SimplyMyPleasure

It happened all of a sudden, if my memory doesn’t betray, in the mid of the year 1992, and honestly the incident, which I am to pen down, had far reaching consequences, and led me being human, changing my views and feelings towards life. As a struggling young man, desperately in search of a high paid stable job, I used to go miles, wherever there seems a small ray of light: opportunity. This deliberate act landed me in Shillong, the capital city of Meghalaya (India), also known as “Scotland of India”, to attend the final selection as Manager (Customer Relation) in “Polo Towers”, the reputed star category hotel in the heart of this picturesque hill station. What was the outcome is not the topic here, so let’s jump cut this episode. Police Bazaar, in Shillong, is a heaven for any and every idler worth his salt and as usual, it was my favourite place to hang out too. I was quite distracted by the variety of this place in contrast to memories of my own city and I often used to roam...

When I was growing up, typewriters were almost obsolete.  Almost.  I had to write a few school papers on a typewriter. This was the mid 80’s, and home computers were crazy expensive back then.  Nobody in my neighborhood had one.  So, whenever I had an assignment that couldn’t be handwritten, I had to drag the old Remington typewriter out of the basement.  The thing was built like a tank.  The internal mechanisms were housed inside a heavy gauge, olive drab steel shell. You didn’t want to commit the cardinal sin of making a typo on a typewritten paper.  Remember the rule: I before E except after C.  Except there are a lot of exceptions. The word  glacier  is one of them. When I graduated to junior high school, I was happy to see there was a computer lab outfitted with a couple IBMs, a couple Apple II series, a bunch of Commodore 64s, and two dot matrix printers.  At last, I had made the leap into the computer age. I h...