HOW MICHELE HANSEN LANDED HER JOB

 

HOW MICHELE HANSEN LANDED HER JOB
Adam Grant elucidates in Think Again

In 2014, Michele Hansen came across a job opening for a product manager at an investment company. She was excited about the position. But she wasn't qualified for it. She had no background in finance and lacked the required number of years of experience.

Yet she applied for the the position. Rather than tryiing to hide her shortcomings, she began with them.

"I'm probably not the candidate you've been envisioning. I don't have a decade of experience as a Product Manager nor am I a Certified Financial Planner." 

Then she went on:

"But what I do have are skills that can't be taught. I take ownership of projects far beyond my pay grade and what is in my defined scope of responsibilities. I don't wait for people to tell me what to do and go seek for myself what needs to be done.  I invest myself deeply in my projects and it shows in everything I do, from my projects at work to my projects that I undertake on my own time at night. I'm entrpreneurial. I get things done. And I know I would make an excellent right hand for the co-founder leading this project. I love breaking new ground and starting witha blank slate.

(And any of my previous bosses would be able to attest to these traits.)"

Michele didn't preach her qualifications. She demonstrated she was self aware of her shortcomings and was secure enough to admit them.

A week later she had a phone interview that was followed by another. On the calls she asked about experiments they'd run recently that had surprised them.

Eventually, Michele got the job., thrived and was promoted to lead product development

This is not unique. 

People are more interested in hiring candidates who acknowledge weaknesses as opposed to bragging or humblebragging

SMARTPHONE MAKES YOU OLDER

 

Dr. Baby Chakrapani P S writes in The Times of India of 9th april 2026
Is your smartphone making you older?
Alarming link between Screen Addiction and Brain Aging

When you scroll before bed, the blue light emitted by your screen suppresses melantonin --    -- the hormone that signals the body to wind down. LED screens, which are present in every smartphone, tablet and laptop emit far higher  concentrations of short wavelength blue light than older light sources such as incandescent bulbs. While the scrolling feels like harmless entertainment, your body registers them as a health hazard. The more you scroll at night, the worse you sleep.

The damage runs deeper than a groggy morning, as blue light exposure can reduce dendritic spines -- the tiny protrusions on neurons where memories form and are stored.  Think of them as the branches on which your recollections grow. When these wither, so does your ability to learn and remember. There could be incidence of depression and cognitive decline as well.

When we repeatedly expose our brains to blue light during evolutionarily inappropriate hours, we create what researchers now describe as a state of chronic internal jet lag --and neural tissue pays the price.

It has been observed that more than four hours of daily use of a blue light device is associated with poorer sleep efficiency, greater daytime dysfunction and irregular sleep timing. Moreover, individuals who sleep fewer than six hours per night experience dramatically steeper decline in memory, executive function and attention. Sleep disorders due to late night scrolling induce physical inactivity that in turn cause the onset of dementia and hypertension.

Disruptions in sleep patterns disturb the delicate equilibrium of the gut microbiota, causing dysbiosis - alterations in microbial composition and function that cascade through body's most essential systems.

When your gut suffers, your emotional resilience suffers with it. 

The very device you reach for to relax may be quietly dismatling your mental resilience. The unbridled use of smartphones is, science suggests, a measure of a national health risk hiding in plain sight.

Smartphone addiction could be fought off with following steps.

1. No devices in the bedroom.

2. Morning light exposure.

3. Phone free walks.

4. Digital sabbaths

5. Dietary support.

The solution will come from reclaiming time for what the brain requires -- rest, real connection, and the natural rhythms that sustained human health for millenia.

Your phone is a tool. It was never designed to be a lifeline. And your brain -- that magnificent three pound universe inside your skull -- deserves better than to be collateral damage in the attention economy. 

So today, when you are tempted to scroll "just for a few minutes", ask youself: is this worth a night of disrupted sleep, a gut ecosystem thrown off balance, another morning of brain fog? Or is it time to let your body do what it has been quietly waiting to do -- heal?

The choice is yours.

PLIGHT OF THE PEOPLE PLEASER

 

PLIGHT OF THE PEOPLE PLEASER

Adam Grant  writes in  Think Again

As long as I can remember, I've been determined to keep the peace. May be it's genetic. May be it's because my parents got divorced. Whatever the cause, in Psychology there is a name for my affliction. 

It's called Agreeableness. 

It is one of the major personality traits around the world. 

Agreeable people tend to be nice, friendly, polite. 

My first impulse is to avoid even the most trivial of conflicts. When I am riding in an Uber and the air conditioning is blasting, I struggle to bring myself to ask the driver to turn it down ---I just sit there shivering in silence until my teeth start to chatter.

When someone steps on my shoe, I've actually apologised for inconveniently leaving my foot in his path. When students fill out course evaluation, one of their most common complaints is that I'm "too supportive of stupid comments."

My answer to the question, "Why I avoid conflict," is :

1.It saves time.
2. It might save the friendship
3. It might not help to argue.
4. I don't want anyone to be mad at me.

On the contra, Disagreeable people tend to be more crotical, skeptical and challenging. They are not just cofortable with conflict. 

It energises them.

PARENTING EARLIER PARENTING NOW

 

Parenting much earlier and parenting now is very different. It's just the opposite. These days, you have to be a friend to your children. You need to have a  reason when you tell your children that something is not allowed. Now, it's all about reasoning and giving a logical answer behind what you say to your children. It can't be "because I said so.." You need to have logic behind it. Then, being respectful to elders or anyone the children meet is very important. Equally important is,  children have to be taught to give respect to the people who work for or with the parents. 

When these qualities are imbued in the children, people would evaluate them as brave, sensitive and well mannered. As we all know very well, kids of this generation mature way earlier. They are much more aware and intelligent. They are empathetic too.

You have to be a friend to your children. In fact you have to be their best friend. It's very important to allow your children to speak. Let them speak their mind. Encourage them to do that. Listen to them. But have the courage to say 'No' to sleepovers.

True, children learn a lot from school. However, we cannot forget that they learn a lot more from their own homes as well. 

No doubt, dynamism in parenting style alone can bring the best out of children at the current juncture.

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Excerpts from an interview with Neelam Kothari by Sidhi Kapoor in the Sunday Times of India of 12thApril2026

Neelam Kothari was 15 when she debuted in 1984 in Bollywood. In 2000 she had stepped away from the limelight to focus on her family life and the jewellery designing business.

KUTTIMULLA OR JASMINE

                                                        KUTTIMULLA OR JASMINE

                                                                   

                                                                                   

                                                                
  

PARIJATHAM OR NITHYAKALYANI

 

                                                   PARIJATHAM OR NITHYAKALYANI

                                                                   

RIOT OF YELLOW

                                                                 RIOT OF YELLOW

                                     YELLOW FLOWERS EXTENDED AN INVITATION

                                                  I COULDN'T RESIST OR IGNORE 

                                                              

CAMERA CAPTURES BEAUTY

                                                           CAMERA CAPTURES BEAUTY    

                                                                 

                                                                             

  

                                                                             

 

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LONELY IT STOOD THERE

                                                           LONELY IT STOOD THERE

                                                           ON THE EASTER SUNDAY

                                                            

                                                                                  

                                             THE PICURES WENT ACROSS THE WORLD

                                             

                                                            THEY REPRESENTED

                                                            EASTER GREETINGS

                                                                          TO

                                                                MY CONTACTS

                                                                    SYMBOLIC

                                                                       IT WAS 

WALK WITH THE PEOPLE // D. SUBBARAO

 WALK WITH THE PEOPLE, WOULD YOU, COLLECTOR SAB?

Duvvuri Subbarao, former RBI Governor 
(Sub Collector, IAS, Parvathipuram - North - Coastal Andhra, 46 years ago) 

writes:

Unless you experience people's lives, as they live them, your understanding will remain secondhand. Fieldwork taught me that experiencing a problem face to face is a lot different from  reading about it in a file. Seeing is believing. With this in mind the Telengana CM, RevanthReddy has urged distrct collectors to spend at least ten days every month on field visits. The CM held that if collectors actually "dirtied their hands," welfare impact could well exceed that of hundreds of crores spent on development schemes. The CM is absolutely right in his initiative as it would be the most valuable investment of a district collector's time.

Early in my IAS career, as sub collector of Parvathipuram in north coastal Andhra, I was on a village tour. I had arrived on my first posting with more enthusiasm than experience.  The learning curve was steep. The only way to climb it was by touring villages, by jeep when possible, and on foot when that was the only option. As I sat under a neem tree, the headman was explaining why a breach in the irrigation tank, sanctioned months earlier, had still not been repaired. The file in my office recorded the scheme as "under implementation." Villagers laughed when I mentioned that. They said the contractor had disappeared after taking measurements.. The irrigation tank existed only in govt. paperwork.

That was my first exposure to the difference between administration on paper and reality on the ground.

Nearly five decades later, I returned to Parvathipuram on a quiet private visit to see how things had changed. Towards the end of the trip I called on Bhawna, a young IAS officer who was the sub collector, my successor 46 years apart.

As we chatted, I asked how often she toured outside HQ, her reply was candid. "Sir, I'd like to go out more., but I am always on call. But never mind. Administration today is far different from your time. I get to know what's happening from videos my staff send me. I can check any situation, in real time, and confer with all my staff at once. It's more efficient than visiting village by village."

Though she had a point there that  Tech has transformed governance, Tech is no substitute for real experience. Observing a situation with your eyes brings context, nuance and empathy that no video clip can convey. When you sit in a village home, walk along a breached irrigation canal or visit a school unannounced you notice things that reports cannot capture.

Wisdom from field experience is the unique value proposition of IAS. It gives the service an edge in senior policy roles over technocrats who have imited field exposure. It is imperative that policies discussed in conference rooms must not be devoid of the human face. If IAS officers retreat into offices, meetings and dashboards they would never have a better sense of what needs fixing.

Development schemes may be designed in secretariats and sanctioned in budgets. But their success or failure is decided on the front lines.

A collector who sits in the office may run an efficient administration. 

A clollector who walks the fields, talks to people and sees problems firsthand, will run a meaningful administration.
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Excerpts from The Times of India of 27 March 2026

Vijay Amritraj on when he began and the role of his mother in his life

Vijay Amritraj on when he began and the role of his mother in his life

Vijay begins with an anecdote.

I was playing a tournament in New Hampshire (New England) in 1973. Rod Laver and Jimmy Connors were playing too. First, tennis was a white sport (back then). Second, the entire hotel, where the tournament was held, was full of elderly white Americans. Dinner at night was a coat and tie event. I was 19. I wasn't able to wear coats and ties constantly. So, I would come down for dinner in a Madras shirt, jeans and Kolhapuri Chappals. As I walked across, I felt the eyes of the room pierce the back of my head. 

Then I won on Monday, Tuesday and in the quarters I beat Laver after being down several match points. In the final, I ended up playing Connors, who had me 2-5 in the third set, with two match points. There were about 8000 people in that beautiful setting, all white, and I would say only two in the crowd were for Connors. I ended up winning and when I came for dinner that evening, several of the people in the room were wearing chappals. 

I draw the analogy for the simple reason that there are lots of things that can be overcome by the way you are and the way you are able to get into the minds of people and what they like to believe. 

Coat and tie was the expectation. It was my fault that I didn't have it. It was  nothing but economics for me at that point in time.

You know where you come from, the way you are and the belief you have in yourself and the dreams that get you this far.You are coming from the late 60s, early 70s Madras to a world that you are not exposed to at all. Then to go there and compete with the best without having  anything of what they had or what they grew up with .........That's what sports taught me, that you can compete at the highest level and win, because I'm good enough to do that.  It wasn't a question of whether I was black or white, Christian, Muslim or Hindu, but whether I was good enough. 

My mother was a wonderfully ordinary person, who did extraordinary things with my life. She used to always tell us, don't ever complain, just make sure you're the best. So, in 1972 on Christmas day when I won the Nationals for the first time beating Ramanathan Krishnan in Kolkata, and Anand (Amritraj) and I won the doubles and my younger brother, Ashok, won the juniors all on the same day, it didn't matter what colour or religion or language you spoke. I think mom's words are very relevant. 

She ensured we were  focussed on being the best in what we were doing.

When people like that get the opportunity to tell a child who wasn't good enough that you have to be good enough to be able to do this, the transformation they evoke in the child is just unbelievable. 

The child reaches for the stars.

The child reaches the stars.
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Excerpts from The Times of india of 5 April 2026

TANVI THE GREAT

 

Tanvi the great

East or West 

Mumma is the best

Never leave a buddy behind

East or West 

Grandpa is the best

One needs to be different to become special

SILENCE

 

Silence is not the absence of God

Floccinaucinihilipilification

 

Times of India editorial on 3 April 2026 says, "Magistrate uses a 29 letter word. And, unwittingly makes the case for simple, stylish English.

The editorial concludes, "Over -long words which only spellers need be familiar with are doing the language a disservice. The essence of communication is to ensure the listener interprets the speaker, exactly how the speaker intends. Anything less is a failure of communication.:

floccinaucinihilipilification

/ˌflɒksɪnɔːsɪˌnɪhɪlɪˌpɪlɪfɪˈkeɪʃn/

Floccinaucinihilipilification is a 29-letter noun meaning 

the act of estimating, regarding, or describing something as worthless or unimportant. It is one of the longest non-technical words in English, often used humorously or to express deep disdain, originating in 18th-century England from four Latin words meaning "of little or no value". 

Origin and History

• Latin Roots:
   The word is a combination of four Latin terms: flocci (a wisp/tuft of wool), nauci (a trifle), nihili (nothing), and pili (a hair).
18th Century: It was coined around the 1730s-1740s by students at Eton College who combined these words, all of which mean "of little or no value," to form a humorous, long word, according to the Online Etymology Dictionary. 

Pronunciation

• FLOK-si-naw-si-ni-HIL-i-pil-i-fi-KAY-shuhn (ˌflɒksɪˌnɔːsɪˌnɪhɪlɪˌpɪlɪfɪˈkeɪʃən). 

How to Use in a Sentence

• "His floccinaucinihilipilification of her hard work left the entire team demoralized".
• "Stop the floccinaucinihilipilification of new ideas — innovation starts with open minds".
• "The critic's floccinaucinihilipilification of the painting shocked the art world". 

Notable Uses and Context

• Literature & History: It is frequently cited as a curiosity of the English language.
• Politics: It made recent headlines when a Delhi court dismissed a criminal defamation complaint against Finance Minister Nirmala Sitharaman, with the judge using this term to describe the, according to The Times of India, "worthless" nature of the complaint. 

Synonyms

• Belittlement, disparagement, trivialization, dismissal, undervaluing. 

MANOJ AND GIRIJA

 

Manoj and Girija are settled in Australia.  We are good friends. They had visited us a couple of months ago. We keep in touch.

We were much moved, when they had extended an invitation to us to visit Australia and spend a few weeks with them in February 2026. We had accepted the invitation.

Unfortunately our own pre-occupations  prevented us from going ahead.  As we maintained an excellent relationship we wrote to them to explain why we could not make it.

Dear Manoj, 

When you were here on 22.10.2025, you had invited us to visit Australia. You had told us we could do that during February 2026 and you would host us for two weeks happily. You had a look at our passports as well. You found that they were overdue for renewal. If you hadn't pointed it out we would never have taken it up. And you know there would be considerable impediments for the renewal after it has  lapsed.

Any case the visit didn't take off for exterior reasons, we must say. Ardent believers in God, we feel it was God's will. 

We are happy that you had extended us an invitation that none of our own kin would ever even think of.

Grateful to you for that.

However, in the current context, we are finding it extremely difficult to set off on a journey away from Trivandrum as we are heavily loaded with responsibilities that require our presence here itself for at least an year or more.

Any case, we are thankful  for the invitation  you had extended with love and affection.

God bless you for that.

We still remember our days together at Singapore. We cherish that. It brought us closer. You both were magnificent. We just couldn't believe people totally unrelated and unacquainted till then would shower so much of care, love and affection upon us like you did.

Life is like that. It leads you through unchartered territories often. But we, at the end discover, it was love that had taken us forth together.

We wish you all happy days ahead. 

We pray the almighty looks after you all through in the future. We praise God for raising you up like He did.

We'll be happy if our relationship of love and affection remains for ever.

Let me close with an image embedded in my mind. It would never be erased from there.

On the day of our departure from Singapore, you both had to report for your duties leaving us at your residence.

In a week's time we had learned how to move around in Singapore on our own. 

We left your residence in the afternoon, and took a taxi to Changi airport.

As we got down at the airport, we could see Girija waiting there. She had come straight from her office to see us off. Though we met only at Singapore, we had felt as if she had been our affectionate  sister from birth during our stay there.

It was a surprise. We conversed for a few moments. Then it was time for us to report. We bid good bye.

But before we parted I saw her hugging Chechy with love and Chechy responding with equal affection. It lasted for a few minutes. Tears were rolling down from the eyes of both of them unabashedly. It was relentless. 

I could sense the strong bond they had established with each other during our short visit.

We parted.

Grateful to you both for the ceaseless outpouring of love, care and affection

Love

Chettan and Chechy

CONGRATULATIONS HONOURABLE BISHOP CONSECRATED RECENTLY

 

 I wrote to a recently consecrated Bishop
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Respected Bishop,

Ever since your elevation to  Bishop, I wished to congratulate  you.

To me, you were the right choice. In fact I had been praying for that.

As I listened to your inaugural speech, I could see it was revealing at once your simplicity and firmness.

And the song you sang at the conclusion, and your exhortation to the audience to join was the revelation of your ardent faith. 

I know we had never met before.

Your presence at a meeting  held recently was quite invigorating. 

As I saw you walking in, I could sense my perception was exact. 

I have my experience elsewhere. But that has enabled me to judge fast.

I am pretty happy when I see people conducting themselves with dignity and honesty. 

I have an affinity to them. 

You were that.

I pray God guides you in tackling the onerous challenge at the apex of the Church. 

With God you can.

For me, you are the Joshua of today.

When God is with you, you accomplish, even the seemingly impossible.

We keep you in our prayers

Regards

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IS IT THE CORRECT USAGE

 

I raised a question.

"Three quotes imbibed in me."

 Is it the correct usage?

Here is the reply.

Yes, "three quotes imbibed in me" is a grammatically correct and understandable usage, particularly in a literary or reflective context. 

It means you have absorbed, adopted, or internalized three specific quotes to the point where they are part of your thinking or character. 

Here is a breakdown of the usage:

Imbibe (verb): 

While it literally means to drink, it is commonly used figuratively to mean taking in, absorbing, or assimilating ideas, knowledge, or principles.

Imbibed in me: 

This implies the quotes were taken into your mind/soul.

Alternative phrasing: 

While correct, you could also say:

"I have imbibed three quotes." (Active)

"Three quotes are deeply ingrained in me."

"I have internalized three quotes." 

The usage is perfectly fine for expressing that you have learned and held onto certain words of wisdom.

CHOKKALINGAM EFFECT

 Chokkalingam effect

Mr.Chokkalingam was a Field Conductor in the Aruvikkad Estate of the KDHPCoLtd. Aruvikkad was among the twenty and odd tea estates of the Company in the high ranges. Each estate was managed by a Manager assisted by an Assistant Manager operating from the estate office situated adjacent to the Tea Factory. The Office was headed by a head clerk supported by clerks. The Tea Factory was headed by a Tea Maker supported by factory assistants in the staff cadre. Together they managed the production where the labour force did the manual work. The vast Tea estate was divided into divisions that were managed  by the Field Conductors ably assisted by Field Assistants. Here, the manual work in the tea garden was carried out by the labour force. 

The company had been organising a football tournament every year during the months, January to the beginnig of April at the football ground at Munnar for the Finlay Trophy. The participants were the teams from all the estates of the  KDHP and the Malayalam Plantations in the High Ranges. Matches would begin at 4 or 5 pm on the scheduled dates. Sundays were off days.

For the people of Munnar and the estates, the Winter Season of the  three months were festival months. It was the sole recreation for the people of High Ranges where heavy rains drenched the region for the rest of the year. 

I could see people running on the roads to reach the football ground to watch the hotly contested matches. As the school closed at 4 pm, I used to run 3 miles either way to put my books at home and return at once after gulping down quick whatever Mummy had kept for me at home.

Chokkalingam was a hefty figure. He was handsome. He was sturdy. He possessed a physique that was the envy of everyone else. He was the key player in the Aruvikkad football team

There he stood on the football ground majestically. He was the fullback. His tackles were strong. The attacking forwards of the opposing teams were hesitant to approach him  when he held the ball. He was a wonderful stopper. It was very difficult to bypass him or go past him and strike at the goal.

Chokkalingam knew very well how to relieve the mounting pressure exerted by his opponents in his domain, that was the entire one half of the ground. He knew if the ball remained in his half, his own goal would be in danger. 

He would dispossess the attacker with the ball and get hold of it. Once he did that he would kick the ball high and away, even dispatching it out of the ground. We could observe that there was never any planning in his wild swings. Perhaps he had no basic training in the game. But he was very good in delaying the inevitable.

Aruvikkad had never won the trophy, though they had reached the semi finals a few times. They were always a strong contender.

Chokkalingam effect is an excellent example on how we should not put away challenges aimlessly. It tells us we need to plan comprehensively without divesrsions or deflections. It teaches us brain is more important than brawn in our journey of life. 

BACK FROM BALI

 

                                                            We are back from Bali.

                      The Top and the Shirt must  have cost us 50000 Rupiah each

                                                               

                                                                        

                                                                       

GREENERY

                   Rev. Dr. Santy.S.Paul, KUT Seminary, Kannammoola writes

Greenery in this climate demands lot of patient nurturing, which is very well evident.

                                                         

                                                        

                                                                             

                                      

                                                            And I replied

                                                    Thank you very much.

                                                     All credit goes to Lila.

                                    I take the photos and send them across.

           Hailing from Munnar and later from Thalavady, Kuttanad, my fascination 

                           for the green and the greenery beats everything else

SCHOOL GIRL AGED SEVEN YEARS ATTACKED BY STREET DOGS

 

Manorama online 

സ്കൂൾ വിദ്യാർഥിനിയെ തെരുവുനായ്ക്കൾ ഓടിക്കുന്നതിന്റെ സിസിടിവി ദൃശ്യങ്ങൾ

പാനൂർ ∙ ചെണ്ടയാട് മാവിലേരിയിൽ സ്കൂൾ വിദ്യാർഥിനിയെ തെരുവുനായ്ക്കൾ ഓടിച്ചു. തിങ്കളാഴ്ച വൈകിട്ട് നാല് മണിക്കാണ് സംഭവം. അഞ്ചോളം നായ്ക്കൾ കുട്ടിയുടെ പിന്നാലെ ഓടിയെത്തുകയായിരുന്നു. നിലവിളിച്ച് ഓടിയ കുട്ടി നായ്ക്കളുടെ കടിയേൽക്കാതെ അദ്ഭുതകരമായി രക്ഷപ്പെട്ടു.

This is the visual image of a school girl aged seven years  attacked by  five street dogs as she was returning from  school. Terror stricken, we could hear her crying aloud - aiyyo, aiyyo - as she was running fast to save herself from the ferocious dogs. We could sense what went through her mind.  We were one with her.  Fleet footed, we heaved a sigh of relief, when she outran the dogs that were about to pounce on her. 

The report was in Manorama online.

The incident took me back to my own life at Munnar when I was growing up.

The year was 1963. I was in the 8th standard. Aged 13 years. I wore shorts and slacks. After a long wait I had a pair of shoes on my feet. My parents must have sacrificed quite a lot to present it to me. Our house was in the middle of a hill. It was below the Munnar - Mattuppatty Road and above the Munnar - Grahamsland Road. 

I was at the Government High School, Munnar. It was three miles from my house. I used to walk the distance from the school to my house for lunch at noon recess and return after the lunch. There were two buildings called 26 murry or 26 houses  in a single building  and 20 murry or 20 houses in a single building, the former on the top road and the latter on the road down.  My route to the school was the Munnar - Grahamsland Road that skirted the 20 murry. As I reached this location, one dog barked at me. I had always seen a large number of dogs there. All of sudden I saw several dogs joining the one who started it first. The barking became louder.They didn't stop with it. They started running towards me. I was afraid. I turned around. I ran for dear life. I could sense one or two dogs were closing in. By that time I reached the narrow path up that led to my house. I jumped on to the path and doubled up on that steep gradient. As I was climbing up the hill, I could see the dogs on the road. There were at least

fifteen to twenty of them. Fortunately they chose not to follow me up the hill. 

When I returned in about five minutes, Mummy was concerned. I explained what had happened. Papa's friend Krishnankutty Chettan was there at that time. He volunteered to come and help me cross the critical point. The dogs were still there. But they chose to ignore us. Past 20murry I told Krishnankutty Chettan, I would run to reach the school in time. I was happy I could reach the school in time despite the unexpected turbulence on the way.