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Guys I grew up
with… Literally! I literally grew up with these guys… owing whatever development, good or bad – mostly good – to their unintended influence. It would be funny to associate words such as noble, virtuous, ethical and moral with 5, 10 or 15 year olds, but looking back some 20 years, nothing was more instrumental into shaping the person I am today, than my friends – especially these guys. S. M. Karthikeyan Ought to cop to the fundamental influence this fella had, in my development into a decent, moral and ethical human being. Gotta blame him for pretty much all my good qualities (at least the few that I still hang on to)! That said, he was a man of moral fortitude, the epitome of decency and exhibited nothing short of educational brilliance. Nothing however would outshine his qualities as a good friend and guide to not only to me, but to a number of others. Karthik had great parents and siblings, and owe much of what I am today to him. Paul Vijay Would never have known the joys of Enid Blyton, Franklin W Dixon, Carolyn Keene and a whole host
of writers without Paul. A brilliant fellow, by any standards, there would
not be a book library in M. K. Hariharan Hari was a maverick! He was a straight-shooter, unafraid of speaking his mind and a brilliant mind. Could always sense he felt that he was born in the wrong age and time, and would have loved to accompany Biggles (of Bigglesworth/Ginger/Bertie fame) in his World War I missions J In a way, some of the guys what had to bat his bowling wished that was really true… I have never seen a ball thrown as fast as he could – it was a sight only seen to be believed… I loved him; he was great and has many times gone out of his way to be helpful and nice to me… C. Anand I have often been astounded by his acumen at everything practical.
If you ever need advice or need to know about anything, finding anything, he
is the man to approach. He has been an exceptionally great guy, perhaps the
only one, who I am still in touch and get to meet during my Hasum Jacob Sincerity, thy name shall be H A S U M ! Knew him only for a few years, and while I can’t claim to be a close friend, he constantly amazed not only me, but everyone he knew with his diligent and sincere nature. An exceptionally studious bunch during the XI and XII class, the combination of Hasum and Seetharam was a sight to behold for the academically enthused! N. P. Seetharam He was the personification of perfection, a man so consistent day after day, year after year in his quality of work, his effort – very remarkable. I could not fathom that it was possible in the land of men, but golly, I was wrong. Or perhaps I was right, he just was the exception. R. Devanand If rumors are to be believed, he was born with a
stethoscope attached to him – others claim, it was only one he grabbed from
the doc, who delivered him. Nevertheless, he was born to be a medical doctor
and yes, he is a physician today in V. S. Vaidyanathan Sometimes one has to keep the best for the last! He was perhaps the coolest friend I had – guy with great spirit, academically gifted and above all, was able to spare me despite my trash talk towards him. Dependent on him for a lot of things, he was always a great friend whom I could trust with anything and truly a great guy! |
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