H Narayanan

Lost without a ticket in a train

After attending a Sanskrit conference at Bhubaneshwar where he was one of the honourable invitees, he was to return to Madras.

08 Dec 2017

An unforgettable trip with our boss

The reach-me-down Renault my boss had bought from one of his subordinates in our company would meet the road once a month.

14 Nov 2017

A roaring lion in a sleeper coach

A bulging holdall hanging down my left shoulder, I boarded an unreserved second class compartment in the Gorakhpur-New Delhi Mail at Bareilly where it stopped scarcely for five minutes at the dead of

01 Nov 2017

A few frightful steps on fishplates

With hardly half a litre of kerosene oil in the stove my missus griped she would stop all culinary chores unless I brought a sizeable quantity of fuel for the stove we were using in a house when at an

17 Aug 2017

She proved her worth at last

A seventh grader at a private school in Salem district, Akhilandeswari was a middling student in all the subjects but it was English that was all Greek to her.

21 Jul 2017

When our journey went off the rails

Carrying a medium-sized holdall and a zipped wallet, my son and I set out smack dab at 3 pm for Madras Central railway station by electric train after locking our house at Nanganallur. No auto or even

02 Jul 2017

A blue fluid in a magical container

School students carrying small ink bottles with screwed lids to their annual exams was a common sight in the 1940s.

05 Jun 2017

Saluting the speedy snails of yore

The services of the mobile post office were introduced in the then Madras city for the convenience of the townsfolk who could get time for postal transactions only in the after-duty hours.

09 Feb 2017

Heist averted by a four-legged stranger

That day, I woke up to a strange shriek by an animal behind our neighbour’s house.

30 Dec 2016