[MemoirBlogthon#31] From 1991 to 1995, I was the company secretary for a five-star hotel, The Krishna Oberoi. The most valuable perk of the job wasn't the glamour, but the day I invited my engineer father for a guided tour of the entire premises. This memoir details his meticulous inspection of the luxury amenities and staff operations and the ultimate pride when I overheard him introduce me to his friends as "My son—a five-star company secretary," proving that a parent's validation is the...

[MemoirBlogthon#30] My father feared my extracurricular activities were ruining my career. But in 1975, as president of the Jaycees Youth Club, I organized a major philatelic exhibition, JYPEX-75, inaugurated by the postmaster general. This memoir talks about the high-stakes event, the media coverage, and the important moment when my father, who was a stranger at the show, finally validated my work with three simple words: "Wonderfully done." It marks the end of his constant warnings and the...

[MemoirBlogthon #29] The years following my father's mechanical engineering degree (1947–1953) were critical to his thirty-year career. Driven by a deep commitment to hands-on learning, he undertook an apprenticeship at Southern Railway Loco Works and gained invaluable professional experience as a junior time study engineer at TELCO in Jamshedpur. These experiences—backed by his college testimonials praising his "excellent conduct" and "industrious" nature—provided the practical grounding...