Remembering grandma at 101

Our grandma Kalyani would have turned 101 today. Always in our thoughts.


The Badminton ball tree grandma planted at Puttenahalli Lake in 2010 is growing well and laden with “badminton balls” during season. The birds love the fruit.

Badminton ball tree with fruit
Grandma’s Badminton ball tree with fruit

My 100th anniversary post has many pictures and can be seen here.

Manays in the Quit India Movement

The Quit India Movement was launched at the Bombay session of the All India Congress Committee by Mahatma Gandhi on 8th-9th August 1942, during World War II, demanding an end to British rule in India. This August is the 79th anniversary.

1992 was a special year in that it marked the 50th anniversary of the Quit India Movement. There were big celebrations planned all over the country, Bangalore included. It was but natural for the media, to search out people who saw 1942, and were still alive.

Don’t miss the YouTube video at the bottom of this post!

The Manay family residence in Bangalore had a close association with the Quit India Movement. Scindia House, at Sajjan Rao Circle, Vishweshwara puram, Bangalore, was the place where other freedom fighters of the city met and took shelter. My dad used to say that unknown people would be walking in and out of their house, through the day.

Quit India Movement in Bangalore
Procession in Bangalore during the Quit India Movement (Pic: Dore Chakravarty, Wiki Commons)
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On Dad’s birth anniversary

Looking back at his youthful days, on Dad’s 89th anniversary.

Venkoba Manay went to Germany in 1956, as a 25-year old, eager to learn and achieve. He spent his prime years, studying and working, learning structural design, a field in which he gained proficiency and became well-accomplished.

Leaving Bangalore to go to Germany, December 1956
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30 years since the fall of the wall

We visited West Germany in the summer of 1979. I was 9 years old then. Those days there was no visa requirement. You could just land up. No entry stamp to indicate when you came or went. When entering East Germany though, the Deutsche Demokratische Republik did put a DDR stamp to record your presence.

We stayed with one of Dad’s old time friends in East Berlin. After our trip, we took a train back from East Berlin to West Berlin. It was a rutty-putty train in contrast to the other ones we’d been on during our holiday. When crossing the border, the train halted for checks by the police. Sniffer dogs made their way inside and outside the train. The atmosphere was tense and a bit scary for us. It seems that people from the East would try to escape by dangerously hiding under the train coaches and in other inconspicuous places. They’d often get caught and then God knows what would happen to them.

DDR entry stamp1979
DDR stamp

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