Golden Jubilee Wedding Anniversary.

There are just four friends left who have been my lifelong friends dating from my pre business school days and one of them in fact went to business school with me.  Two of them are in the USA and two are in India and Sultan is one of them.  Our friendship goes back to our bachelor days of the early 60s. It flourishes still and luckily for both of us our spouses too became great friends to each other.

Sultan incidentally is the gentleman (SA) in my blog post of the same title,

Sultan and Farida got married on Januray 21, 1968. They had a quiet celebration of their fiftieth anniversary earlier this month in Mumbai for which I could not go for obvious reasons.

I rang them up early in the morning to wish them and all three of us took off reminiscing about the engagement party, the wedding party and  the reception.

I asked for some old photographs as I had not taken any at that time as I was about to leave Mumbai for further training to the South and was living an almost nomadic life out of a suitcase.  Sultan and Farida too soon left for France for an extended stay there.  It was in the early seventies that we got back together in Bombay.

I received three photographs from Farida which are reproduced below.  Readers will remember those days of Black and White photographs!

The top photo shows from left to right, me, Farida, Sultan and Farida’s brother Jaffar.
The lower photo shows, from left to right, sitting on the floor, me and Sultan’s and my late friend Vishnu.   Sitting on chairs in the middle Farida and Sultan flanked by two ladies from the family.

In the top photograph, Farida is not being shy but laughing at some joke that I must have cracked.  You can see the bemused expression on Sultan’s face and the grin on Jaffar’s.

This is a more recent photograph of Farida and Sultan. Look how gracefully they have aged. I have no doubts whatsoever that it is because of Farida who has kept Sultan on the straight and narrow for all these fifty years.  I wish that I had aged as gracefully as my friend.

Being Seduced.


Okay, I am taking a very serious article to make a flippant point, and I hope that my readers will forgive me my flippancy.  The lady in this article deserves and gets all my sympathy but there is a side to the story that I need to address.

Why is it that if there are women like this, not one has ever seduced me or even tried to seduce me?

Okay, someone like one of my regular readers who I hesitate to name, is likely to turn around and ask me if I have seduced women like this woman has seduced men, and my answer is a categorical no.  In making that statement, let me hasten to add that I go by the definition of the word seducing as “Attract someone to a belief or into a course of action that is inadvisable or foolhardy.” (OED)

So, the next question then will be following that definition, will I still be interested in being seduced?  At my present stage of physical and mental development, the answer will have to be no, but perhaps say two or three decades ago, the answer would have been a resounding yes.

And about the little sticker on the top left, I leave you to decide whether I am a gentleman or not.

What about you dear reader?