An article published in 'paper

In our daily newapaper's magazine section "My Life", is a popular column where readers can contribute incidents that has an impression on thier lives. Two are selected each week. I was glad mine was published yesterday, alongside a Professor's. Mine is on the left "To Sir, with love". Thought I'd share my happiness and the incident. Occasionally, I write letters, voicing my opinions on various subject, esp. of public interest in the local paper - this one is fighting to attain a national status and doing well. So, I was happy my write-up was accepted and more so, published alongside a Professor's!

Dinu

Dinu, how exciting, both articles were good.

thats great everyone should step up .. way to go..

Twyla

Yea, Dinu!

Congratulations! ... Elaine

Thank you very much. I had sent a copy of the article to a classmate who lives in Mumbai and that took his memory too backwards and he appreciated it very much.

Dinu

The article on the left is mine. It's another that appeared this Sunday. Hope this article too will give joy to the readers here. Let me know.

Dinu

Oh, what an interesting story. So glad you got the gooseberry down and you are here with us on DG.

The doctor actually tried to pull it out with the tweezer inserted through the tube, but it went down into the tummy. I can never forget the incident that happened 35 years back. It actually reverted an 'enemy' into a friend -- in that age, we tend to get annoyed with someone and used to stop talking to the boy. So, when I was on the sickbed, he came to visit me, obviously pained. And that helped us regain our lost friendship. Even now, he remembers that and we are still in touch. Another boy, now a paediatrician in Brunei, was a close friend then. It seems I convalesced his name in my sickness and I was so releived to see him visit the next day. We have remained thick friends. Another incident had happened at home at that time. My young brother had sat on just boiled milk that was kept down from the stove, by sheer accident and burnt his buttocks! So, he was also in agony when I was suffering from high fever. It was tense at home what with relatives visiting and staying for another relative's wedding.

Dinu

Yet another write-up was up Sunday last. Mine is on the left hand side. I wrote about this person who was a real tough personality. His son is an orthopaedic surgeon in the US. He was earlier in Milwaukee. I think he continues to be there. The presence of this Captain was a great asset to the entiere street. He passed away 3 years ago after a brief illness.

Dinu

This is yet another article that was published last Sunday. Memory of this accident makes my hair stand on end.

Dinu

Nicely done Dinu. 'My Life' seems like a good venue for interesting stories. Caused some quick reminiscing in my mind of moments that stick out in my life. Thank you for sharing.

Thank goodness you came out fine from those confused buffalo!
Maridell

Oh yes, it's an interesting column that this newspaper has. You get to know of other people's experiences and also learn by them. This is actually my fifth one -- I think I have missed posting one here. One more is in the pipeline.

Dinu

This is yet another that appeared Sunday last.

Dinu

It is nice to be reminded from your experience that sometimes the smallest gesture is the most rewarding.

Oh yes, things as little as these and seemingly innocuous, pop up in the mind as we recollect the good times. I certainly enjoyed that expression on that old man's face. It's so moving.

Dinu

Hi Dinu- just saw this thread. I had 2 pen pals in Cuttack, India, a LOOOOOONG time ago. Their names were Jigisha (can't remember her last name) and Sweleta Arguwal. I don't think I spelled their names right...it's been so long. But it was really neat. The first girl sent me a picture and a rupee, too, which I still have. ; ) Sometimes I think it would be fun to do this again.

Later!
Cheryl

Oh yes, Cheryl, I too had my stint in penfriendship and I can tell you, my writing skills drastically improved only after a few years of writing. And much later, my stint here in DG also has really helped me.
Dinu

Congratulations! You have certainly progressed from "very bad English" :-) Proud for you...
Sharon

Sharon,
It looks like you have really gone through my articles. Thanks for your time. And thanks for the appreciation as well.

One more last Sunday. Pictured in that is the actual purse!

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One more was published Sunday last.
Dinu

What a nice story of your fathers lasting impression on you. My own dad, whom I lost 8 years ago, was a man who was not educated BUT could always find a way to get any task done. I myself have found that I'm good at "figuring" how to "fix" stuff (I believe I surpass my husband in some areas!). Thank you again for sharing your life experiences. Maridell

Thanks Maridell. Education in academics is different from being educated! Education of values is of prime importance which the academecians are ignoring in the greed for money. I think it holds good almost everywhere. My grandfather too had a lasting impression on me. He was my favourite. I have surelly learnt a lot of values from them.

Yes, a good set of values, willingness to work hard, have their reward.

Ths was an amusing incident that happened to me in 1992.

Yet another, Sunday last. This tailor was awsome!