When the Chips are Down… By Vengrai Parthasarathy Even in the bustle and buzz of the airport scene, life has a funny way of imparting new lessons. I learned mine, the other day. The idea that one has to ‘let go’ and not grump about life’s little pin-pricks had got into my system after listening…
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About Vengrai Parthasarathy
A profile of Vengrai Parthasarathy (from Sahitya Akademi): Mr.V.V. Parthasarathy (Vengrai) the author is 88+ years old.He graduated from the Madras University and stayed on to complete his Law degree in the same Uiversity. Again in that University, he did a two-year course in International Law and Constitutional Law under late Professor C.H.Alexandrowicz. He had also done a course in Mass Communitations . Mr. Parthasarathy has had his professional career in the Public Relations, all of them in Public sectors like Indian Airlines, State Trading Corporation,Bharat Electronics and lastly in the Bharat Heavy Electricals, Hyderabad from which he retired. Over the years Mr. Parthasarathy has published several rticles in a variety pf Dailies and Periodicals, including The Hindu, The Statesman,The Hindustan Times, the Indian Express and The Indian Year Book Of International Affairs.Over a hundred of them have been embedded in the Vengrai.com Mr. Parthasarathy has published two books One titled THIRUPPAVAI published by the Ramakrishna Mission and a book titled SELECT HYMNS FROM THE DIVYA PRAPANTHAM published by the renowned Sahitya Akademi. He is now a retired Author who has settled down in USA with his two children, son VijayParthasarathy married to Hema, ( a Dentist) and daughter Rohini married to Partha Mandayam, a Computer Scientist, —besides grandchildren.
SHAKE HANDS WITH VENKY
____________________________________________________ SHAKE HANDS WITH VENKY Vengrai Parthasarathy Venky ? There is only one Venky in San Diego, the one and only. He is M.C. Venkatesh. M stands for you know what ( Ubiquitous MANDAYAM) and C for Chakravarthy. Venky is a Malleswaram lad, the only son of late M.C.Sampathiyengar, noted Chief Engineer of Karnataka. He…
Thiruppavai by Vengrai Parthasarathy–Book Review-
Vengrai’s Book–TiruppAvai– Review By Prema Nandakumar THIRUPPAVAI By Sri Vengrai V. Parthasarathy Sri Ramakrishna Math, Mylapore, Chennai – 600 004. 2008. xviii + 78 pages. Rs.30 Andal exemplifies the only instance of a poetess becoming a goddess. We study her Nachiyar Tirumozhi and Tiruppavai as devotional hymns that form a rich portion of Tamil literature.…
Newspaper clippings
Newspaper Clippings–Published Articles Dear Reader; These are articles that I had got published in various national media, over the years. I had used the pseudonym “MINI” which is the second half of the name of my Better-half– Rukmini. Some of the articles have aged and yellowed. To improve things the alternative would have been for…
At Home with the Tome
HOLY WELL
HOLY WELL ………Vengrai Parthasarathy …
TWENTY-TWENTY, BANG, BANG!
TWENTY-TWENTY–BANG-BANG! -by Ven Parthsarthy Wednesday, October 03, 2007 To an ophthalmologist, twenty-twenty means only one thing— a perfect vision. In today’s Cricketing terms 20-20 stands for the ‘Wham-Bam-Thank-You-Ma’am’ syndrome. What is cricket coming to? The Bradmans and Hammonds, the Huttons, Hazares and Vijay Merchants ,the Vinoo Mankads. C.K. Nayudus—what has happened…
NANDAN’S RUDE AWAKENING
Nandan’s Rude Awakening * _____Vengrai Parthasarathy___________________________ Nandan was a middling officer in an export firm. He was tall and handsome as his wife Radha was charming and petite. She was a Lecturer in a Women’s college. The report is that he fell for her dimple and ended up marrying the whole girl. A cozy pair, they…
LOST AND FOUND
LOST AND FOUND…. Vengrai Parthasarathy My son-in-law Mr.Partha Mandayam told me the following strange “IT HAPPENED TO ME ” story. Here he speaks: ” The elderly, tufted gentleman next to me in the bus to Triplicane had his eyes closed and seemed to be either snoozing or in deep meditation. …
Cheek to Cheek
CHEEK TO CHEEK By Vengrai Parthasarathy The story I am about to tell opens on a gold-framed mirror in an apartment. Arjun stared at the mirror for one full minute, He could not believe what he saw. It was not there the previous day. The pink dot. He got up on his toes for…