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I started this blog six months ago. We had just launched a corporate blog and the positive feedback it received convinced me that i also should publish my – this word is a bloggers’ favourite – musings online. June was good, experimenting, laying the ground-rules, posts on people and places closest to my heart – Sangham, REC, Vonnegut. July was better, lot of passion, lot of posts, and the response from my core audience was excellent.

That scared me. I froze. I couldn’t write.

I started posting stuff from my ‘Stuff’ folder and stuff i found on the Net – Meera Nandakumar, ‘I am a Malayali’, Chak De Mallus… My friends had given up on the blog, but the high that the blog-stats gave me made it easier to ignore the fact.

Not any more. I am going back to my original credo.

One particular Christmas season a long time ago, Santa was getting ready for his annual trip … but there were problems everywhere. Four of his elves got sick, and the trainee elves did not produce the toys as fast as the regular ones so Santa was beginning to feel the pressure of being behind schedule.

Then Mrs. Claus told Santa that her mom was coming to visit. This stressed Santa even more. When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two had jumped the fence and were out, heaven knows where. More stress.

Then when he began to load the sleigh one of the boards cracked and the toy bag fell to the ground and scattered the toys. So, frustrated, Santa went into the house for a cup of coffee and a shot of whiskey.

When he went to the cupboard, he discovered that the elves had hid the liquor and there was nothing to drink. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the coffee pot and it broke into hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found that mice had eaten the straw it was made from. Just then the doorbell rang and Santa cussed on his way to the door.

He opened the door and there was a little angel with a great big Christmas tree. The angel said, very cheerfully, “Merry Christmas Santa. Isn’t it just a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Isn’t it just a lovely tree? Where would you like me to stick it?”

Thus began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.

Deepa sent me this ages ago.
Deeps, Here’s wishing you a M
erry Christmas…

Sometimes, when i get this urge to blog, but my brain doesn’t share my enthusiasm, i hit people with my old photo album. Tonight is one of those nights.

On display are my Class III and Class IV pics. I had posted my Class I pic earlier. In fact, i had wanted to post all my St. Teresa’s pics together, but i could not locate the Class II pic, so i posted the Class I pic, went searching for the Class II pic, but…now you know.

Class III D

  • Sister Grace was our Class Teacher
  • Our class was on the second floor, and I spent a lot of time watching hawks ride the thermals over chanda kolam

4th Row: Paulose, Gilbert??, Praveen, Mahesh, Anand, Pradeep??, Paulson, Warren, Justin??, Anil/Sunil??, Joseph, Danny, Kannan
3rd Row: Benny, Sreekumar, Reny??, Ram??, Aju, Leni, Milton, Me, ??, Jayashree (Daughter of Wisdom Maash), ??, ??, ??
2nd Row: Roshni, Sheila, ??, Shanthi, Helen??, ??, Sheeba
Sitting: ??(Milton’s sis?), ??, ??, Nisha, Sheeba??, Teacher??, Sweety, ??, ??, ??

Class IV D

  • Sister Bumbina’s Class

The usual suspects…

Plus Jojo Jose (Rajagiri 1981, Row 5, 7th from left), Shakeel (REC 1987, Row 4, 2nd from right) and Jacob/Varghese (To Shakeel’s left, Benny’s cus).

I would like to hear from my old classmates. In case you know somebody in the pics above, or if YOU are in the pics above, please get in touch with me…

And I would like The Class of ’75 to check out The Class of ’57 by Statler Brothers – Lyrics, Video(tribute )


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