(Part I) “Travel makes one modest, you see what a tiny place you occupy in the world” - Gustave Flaubert (1821–80) The first travel that I recall is when I was around three years old. I had been with my mother to attend a wedding in a small village called Ukkalagere, where she was born. We went by bullock-cart from my maternal grandfather’s home in Sosale, another village located about thirty six kilometres from Mysore. I also recall the scene that I created when my elder sister went for a holiday to Mangalore with my paternal aunt leaving me behind when I was perhaps four years old. My first full-fledged travel by train was in 1957 from Bangalore to Poona along with my entire family (parents, three siblings and paternal grand-mother) when my father got transferred to a place called Khadakwasla about nineteen kilometers from Poona where the National Defence Academy (NDA) was under construction. At Tumkur, about seventy kilometers from Bangalore, my mother’s elder sist...
“There is only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving, and that’s your own self”. -Aldous Leonard Huxley (1894-1963) During my growing years, my source of fun was playing games, chatting with friends, or reading books. I was serious only during short periods like the final exams, so that I would get good marks. I have never been competitive – be it in academics, or profession / business, because I found it negative. This understanding also helped me to be peaceful. However, I was always conscious about the situation in which I was placed and my duties. Immediately after I completed engineering (1973), I applied for higher studies at the Indian Institute of Science (IISc) and a couple of US universities just like many of my classmates. I did not get a seat in IISc, but I got admission in the US universities. When I told my father about it, he innocently asked me, “If you go there and later marry a white lady, what will we do here? You should know that you have ...