How they ragged me in IIT

Two of my friends stood with their heads bowed down. Three seniors were comfortably seated on the plastic bed. They were guffawing stupidly.

I stood transfixed at the entrance. One of the seated students saw me watching them. The bewildered look on my face…

Gone swimmin’

Taking a slip down memory flume.

Placement Stories  

By an alumnus

I had the opportunity of accompanying my company’s campus recruitment team to my college. The visit brought back vivid memories of last year’s placement season, when I was an active member of the placement team.

LA: A Mother/Daughter Story

I was the visitor. She was the guide.

Barbara Wace: Olympic Games — Berlin 1938

Notes for a never finished autobiography, written by…

Barbara Wace: Luck led to Normandy

Notes for a never finished autobiography, written by Barbara in…

Barbara Wace: Family friend and inspiration

Travel Writer, Journalist and Photographer.

There’s someone in my room

The mysterious visitor with no pants on

Secret Santa & Porn

Skin Mags, Tanqueray, and a Tickle Me Elmo

Josef Koudelka

Josef Koudelka is possibly the single greatest influence on me as a photographer. I was shown his work by photographer and old friend of my fathers, Dick Swayne. I immediately fell in love with his work and, through the glimpses of his personality that shone through the images, with Koudelka himself…