It is said, children often know their parents, especially their fathers, through a lens and an image of love, respect, awe, fear, and many more. But how many know them as the young men and persons they grew to be in their formative years? The picture is often incomplete as their friends move on and... Continue Reading →
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Dooie Thomas – a shooting star, now a fading glow
Dooie Thomas was my classmate. He was also a good friend. We first met at IIT in the Class of 1974 (EE) and we studied together for 5 years. Because of our last names beginning with “T” (Thakor and Thomas) meant that we shared many labs and workshop times together. As years went by, another... Continue Reading →
My Life Journey by Chris Farias
My first job after IIT was at L&T General Workshops, on the other side of Powai Lake! I found it to be a frustrating place to work in for a fresh graduate engineer trainee, because all they did was let you loose in the shops. I got great on-the-job shop floor training, but little mentorship.... Continue Reading →
Fun times at IIT – Nitish Thakor
There are so many memories so where do I start? Every year there was some excitement! Well, my first year’s memory is arriving with a high degree of excitement after having gotten into IIT and meeting some other wing mates, particularly C and Rathin were my neighbors and, therefore, us and our parents already had... Continue Reading →
Pradeep Mankame – memories of IIT and my career
There are a few things I remember as we started our life at IIT. In the first week, there was supposed to be some mass-ragging program, which turned out to be quite mild according to me; I mean, we really didn't really suffer any ragging. But there was a program where the freshies were supposed... Continue Reading →
CV Ravishankar -a winding path
I showed up at IIT on June 12, 1969, the date of the IIT entrance “interview”, thinking this was to be an actual interview, and that I’d be able to discuss matters, get information, and make an informed choice about my major. Instead, when I was called in, the person “interviewing” me (N.R. Kamath, I suspect... Continue Reading →