Sunday, August 21, 2016

Basic Electronics by G Ramaswamy, a thumbnail

The Cover Page

I have the privilege and honour of presenting to my beloved readers and followers, my husband G Ramaswamy, who has just authored an academic and technical book on the rudiments of electronics. The book is titled "Basic Electronics" and is a comprehensive textbook for first/second semester BE students coming under the ambit of VTU in Bengaluru. The book is a publication from Sapna Book House, one of the leading book stores in Bengaluru.
The official book launch by Mr.Nitin Shah, MD, Sapna Book House

The author, Mr. G Ramaswamy has more than a decade of experience as a pedagogue in various technological institutions in Karnataka and Tamil Nadu and the vast years of involvement and exposure has helped him immensely in writing this text book. Added to that, his stint as a freelance educationist,supporting students for projects has further assisted in his quest for knowledge.

This book is an outcome of his passion for books right from early childhood and the thirst for understanding concepts in depth.
The author with the display at Sapna Book House

It is a all inclusive text book on the five modules as prescribed by the
VTU in strict adherence to the latest Choice Based Credit System (CBCS) methodology of study for the first and second semester students who are pursuing the Bachelor of Engineering degree.
The salient features of the book are:

  • Crisp and lucid explanation of the basics of the subject
  • All 5 modules covered in depth
  • Comprehensive analysis with appropriate circuits and diagrams to support the chapters
  • Seamless transition from one module to another
  • Plenty of review questions and University questions answered
  • Multiple choice questions aiding Graduate Aptitude Test In Engineering (GATE) exam
  • Ready reckoner for key topics and elements that are useful from exam point of view 
Presented below is a thumbnail of the book.

It is indeed gratifying to write the first review and give a concise summary of the book. Hoping that the students would be benefitted by the text and the author accomplishes the task of sharing his knowledge and expertise in this field.

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Humour in court - guest post by my father N. Krishnan

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The laws of the Indian land, inherited from the colonial powers, are there to protect the citizens, safeguard the nation, settle disputes and provide remedies to the affected thereby administering justice. Providing a common law system to a diverse country such as ours, are different tiered courts in a pyramidal form with the Supreme Court at the apex.  
A so called accused or a person falsely implicated or with stacks of allegations against him passes through the labyrinths of the complex and slow judicial process that includes filing of case, legal proceedings and trials, innumerable court hearings, never ending adjournments, petitioning, providing evidences that are circumstantial, appeals and counter appeals, among scores of other series of actions. The length of the trials extends beyond the imagination of the poor fish before he is eventually let scot free or condemned and damned for life! The painful attempts to prove one’s innocence takes a lifetime and inflict a hefty blow on the psyche of the individual. Allegations are fabricated, false evidences are provided and the defendant is denied to present his or her part of the story in a fair and meaningful exchange of arguments. The judge, prosecutor, lawyers are all hand in glove in this quagmire of deceit and fatten their wallets at the expense of the hexed victim. The poor middle class who barely get to meet their ends have a further can of worms in the form of exorbitant legal fees, hefty sums that are given as grants to prove one’s innocence.   
In this bleak context, the individual loses his moorings and his life, which was meant to be cheerfully spent with his family, is wasted in doing the court room rounds periodically, only to hear a fresh date for further hearing. It is therefore natural that any honest Indian citizen is outraged and frustrated at how the legal order works ridden with flaws, quirks and oddities.

 But my father, a victim of fallacious and baseless charges, keeps his chin up, looks at the bright side of the scourge that has been haunting him for more than a decade, blows away the cobwebs by presenting a guest post titled “humour in court”, which is a ludicrous tale on our judicial system! 

   Humour in court
In the face of adversity, it requires a lot of equanimity to see the humorous side of happenings and to appreciate it 
Today (23rd July 2016), in the court as a defendant in a CBI criminal case, going on for the past 10 years, I had  to wait for my turn for the roll call for attendance by entering  the special enclosure. Before our case was taken up, two NIA (National Investigation Agency) cases were scheduled. The first one was postponed to a later date and the second case was about to meet the same fate. Among the eight under trial detainees, three were present (let us call them Abdul (with a luxurious beard), Ahmed (clean shaven except for a moustache) and Basheer (with an unshaven chin)). Basheer, when the judge was about to mention a fresh date for the postponed hearing, wanted to make a submission.  He requested the judge’s permission to grow a beard ! The judge was gracious enough to dictate an order directing the jailer to consider his request, if it is not against the jail manual!  (I was left wondering how another cell mate can sport a conspicuous beard – he was also carrying a cell phone)  
Then our case was  taken up and after the roll call, the junior advocate of the main defendant ( even though their Senior advocate, who was playing truant for the past 3 or 4 postings, was present and was standing in the verandah ) sought more time to present their arguments . The judge (who was nursing a fractured shoulder with his right arm in a sling!) fixed the date as 24th August 2016. The junior advocate wanted some more time and the judge fixed 3rd September 2016. The Junior advocate accepted that date and sat down and within couple of minutes was on his feet again and requested a still later date. When the judge demanded to know the reason, he blurted out that he is getting married on that date and he had forgotten about it! The whole court including me burst out in laughter.  The other advocates preset commented that the junior advocate did not mention about his good tidings and the Public prosecutor said that he has not been invited for the wedding!. The judge then fixed the date of next hearing as 24th September  2016 saying that it gives him enough time for the wedding and the honey moon  thereafter. He also said that he is inviting the public prosecutor and the other advocates on behalf of the junior advocate on the assumption that he has his authority to do so !!!
I met the junior advocate later in the veranda and wished him all the best but cautioned him not to forget marriage anniversaries in future, as he can no longer afford to.        

Friday, August 5, 2016


My school had large open spaces with huge trees that provided the ideal environs for the adventurous batch of bubbling enthusiastic students to play and explore but lurking in these lung spaces were distressing evil phenomenon, happenings and occurrences that blew the daylights out of the innocent and naive children. Every other day, we were rudely exposed to men, women and sometimes children hanging from the trees and this spectre remains as a disfigurement in the minds’ imagery making some of us traumatized. These gory sights can never be forgotten and had a profound impact on life and its vagaries and like Gautama in search of enlightenment, we did some soul searching on these incidents. Having spent the growing up years in the suicide capital of India, which is Kerala, the daily depressing acts of terminating lives due to incapacities, addictions, under performances, over expectations, reprimands and punishments have always aroused our emotional reactions and responses to situations. Most of us emerged stronger as a result of the introspections into life while a few were bogged down, affected and depressed probably because of the glitches in the wiring system of our central processing unit.
A repercussion of this could be felt like aftershocks when we lost one of our classmates afflicted by the dreadful depression syndrome. A proficient dancer who was enriched with external and internal beauty and intellect, she became a darling to her friends in the school, the cynosure of the teachers and the apple of the eye of her parents who would dote on her and spent ample time with her to pursue her soaring dancing career.
We all parted ways after school days, each one of us badgering our dream careers and passions and my friend sought tutelage under the great danseuse Smt. Sudharani Raghupati and persisted devotedly and with dedication in her attempts to strive higher and farther. But somewhere along this hot pursuit, her life hit a crisis point, her moods wavered, her social interactions got reduced, her eating was negligible and she went into two extremities of manic and depressive episodes while her family had no clue as to the predisposition.
The alienation with lack of collaboration and connection eventually resulted in the inevitable....she took her own life.
And the sad realities are that these are not one –off incidents, but the harsh realities of our society, although the decision may be entirely individualistic, the impact of the environment, culture and societal is immense. The evolving society has made lives more complex and people who are adamant and lethargic to change and adapt have found themselves left behind. The alarming and distressing statistics of the rates of suicide across the spectrum ranging from a reprimanded child in school to a traumatized college student aided and abetted by ragging, or a wayward youth struggling from addiction to alcohol or substance abuse to the overzealous person trying to achieve what looks seemingly impossible or the happily married wife’s tale going sour owing to the hypocrisy of the partner to the terminally ill patients who see no meaning in the word “live”.
A torrent of patronizing advices follow each time an incident happens, if only he or she had confided, taken expert opinion, been prescribed anti depressants, or been told how much she or he was loved or adored. These prescription words hardly have any positivity and are not even two cents worth, on the contrary it urges the person to despair more that something dreadful is happening and the wiring gets more complicated. There is a feeling of guilt of being psychotic and turbulence of the mind takes control of the body and soul.
When I talk of connections and wiring that are woefully gone wrong in certain individuals, it also implies that the safety net is also missing and this net becomes imperative to push or pull you away from extremities. Therefore, the bonds that form the safety net have to re introduced in these cases. Distraction from their present state of affairs, taking them away from the geographical location that has deprived them of laughter and cohesiveness, seeking things out without their realization apart from medical help could well be the Bodhi tree!

‘The story of a suicide’ 
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written very boldly and in true absorbent style by the author Sriram Ayer touches the chord of every individual living in an urbanized pluralistic society that has taken cognizance of the third gender whether wholeheartedly or with inhibitions is undoubtedly a matter of one’s own perception and judgement. The trials and tribulations of people in a society with varying culture, diversities, traditions, beliefs, faiths have been very beautifully and seamlessly interwoven in the story.
The entire book is fragmented into chapters with titles that are distinct to the characters and the episode relating to them. The description of the protagonists in the sensitive, tear jerking story along with their attitudes, expectations and exposures to technology are relevant and most appropriate. The narrative is lucid and the readers can correlate to the characters so very well and personally the central pivotal figure triggering the chain of events, “SAM” vibes with my Tambrahm image, upbringing and culture.
Tackling the unpleasant and destructive tendency such as suicide on gender inadequacies and overt relationships has been sharply and graphically described highlighting the shortcomings of individuals (the cross wirings).How they tend to become inadequate and misfits in their domain and in the society is also intricately brought out here.
The illustrations are remarkable and blend well with the theme effortlessly.
The only flaws that seemed obvious to the readers are the superfluous hashtags’ conversation and the distasteful tones in the communicative language among the youth, though both of the above mentioned are the order of the day!
 On the whole, this story is remarkable and unputdownable for the sheer alacrity of the story line and the characters and subtlety of the subject matter.

You can watch the trailer of the book here..