Chandramohan Nair recollects the time in his youth when he could face life’s challenges with optimism, energised as he was by a talent for daydreaming.
Chandramohan Nair, belonging to the first generation born after Independence, finds little solace in the current state of the country but hopes that we might yet rediscover the idealism of the independence movement.
Chandramohan Nair realises how lucky he was to get two carefree years of boyhood in Nepal that were long on play but short on studies.
The last day in school ends in disgrace for a class of tenth standard students. There are questions raised that lead to a troubling conclusion. A story by Chandramohan Nair.
People change; so do cities, for better or worse. Chandramohan Nair shares memories of the Madras he knew as a young man and reflects on the changes that he now sees in the city.
Chandramohan Nair pays tribute to his father and reflects upon the outlook towards life and traits that sustained his father through a long and eventful life punctuated with adversity.
The emotional trauma experienced by a young lady in childhood manifests itself, from time to time, in an unusual manner. A poem by Chandramohan Nair.
Chandramohan Nair reflects upon his creative writing experience and the circumstances and factors behind his infrequent episodes of writing, spanning four decades.
A long-serving teacher of French finds his comfortable teaching routine suddenly disrupted and has to come up with an inspired solution to restore normalcy. A story by Chandramohan Nair.