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Essay written on my grandfather’s life by one of his protégé in 1982 Grandfather on his pump organ in 1970s – curious child next to him Script written on Ramayana’s episode in his ‘Ram Natak Club’ notebook – 1970s
I started daydreaming of performing in ‘Ram Natak Club,’ an open-air theater on the outskirts of our small town’s old fort…
Third generation eating in the same plate that moved from Bathinda to New York My favorite ‘rice, lassi and cards’ gene transferred to next gen. Things that changed (laptop, tissue box, dining table, place-mat), and things that did not (roti, rice, bowl, steel plates, lassi, tractor cards)
“Get up and come. Paranthas (morning bread) are ready,” and we all rushed near her oven and sat down to have breakfast…..
Two contrasting letters from my trip to Italy in 2005
“What is he doing here?” one Indian representative sitting at a meeting of the…..in Italy raised a question. The fact was I was asked to observe the meeting before my interview. A young Indian boy, without much experience, sitting in such a meeting was completely ridiculous to him. Little did he know that I had an actual invitation to the meeting. Nevertheless, the director of the meeting…..”
Graduation unknown (then D.A.V. College Bathinda in 1992) and Graduation known (now University of Michigan, Ann Arbor 2019)
“Mr. Garg, you won’t like the answer,” she smiled as she replied. “Most students can and sometimes do get into the top 30 colleges in the country, but their parents…..I knew that by ‘most parents’ she was referring to the large majority of…”
..but we were getting near where it was going to be all over….I was going to lose my American dream…
..It was July 30, 2018. I checked my phone and I got the following message:
Single handed and persistent battle of my mother to keep sons and daughters together – end result happy siblings
The relationships were fragile, but I hoped this moment would change things…