Daily Archives: August 1, 2014
Accidental Encounters of the Best Kind
I continue to make my quarterly business pilgrimages to Bombay. They give me a great opportunity to make quarterly family pilgrimages to Bangalore. For a couple of days on either side of the business trip I get to spend time with mom and other close family.
Sleepy Bangalore (especially compared to Bombay) is the place to take a break, chill and relax.
I needed this, especially now and even for just a few days, after my rough couple of months of work and travel. And the TLC you can get from mom…why, that’s just priceless!
This morning, I had a visit to my dentist here [“Dentist in Bangalore, Why?” – title of a future post 🙂 ].  Mine was the first appointment and I was in the waiting room waiting for the doc to get set up. A lady walked in and went to the magazine stand. Another patient. She looked very familiar but I just couldn’t place her.
As I was sitting/reclining in the dentist’s chair with my mouth hanging open, it came to me. Ooooh! Â During the next break when I could use my mouth to talk, I asked the doc, is that lady waiting there Mrs. J? Â He said, yes, do you know her?
Do I know her? Â She, who introduced me to the best of English Literature in middle and high school. I remember A Midsummer Night’s Dream and especially Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar. How well she conveyed all the nuances of its characters and plot. I never forgot it.
Most of all, how she made us love English prose and poetry.
So, of course, I had to go meet her, speak with her and catch up on many, many years of life in a few, short minutes. In the dentist’s office. 🙂
How lovely it was!
Interestingly, this was two in a row for me. During my last trip to Bangalore, as I walked out of the airport, one of the first people I noticed was the chic and elegant Ms. K, my teacher from school who was such a role model for so many of us girls, not to mention our fashion icon. We were her adoring fans, that was for sure. What a great chance encounter and so fabulous seeing her in person after years and years.
These ladies were such important figures in our school lives. But that was not all. Â Like all great examples of this noble profession, they left indelible marks on our lucky lives. Forever and ever.
Now, on to next time. I wonder who I will get to meet in November?
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The following picture is one I found by accident on a site about our school that I did not know existed. It’s way before my time, but there are some very young teachers I recognize who stuck around for our batch. Aah, the memories!