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Epilogue |
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Hello, friend,
Thanks for accompanying me on my life's journey. Making this web site has been a learning experience for me, as I had to put myself in your shoes. What interests me may not necessarily interest you. At the same time, an autobiography has to revolve around the person. I hope I have done justice to the twin job of telling you about my life and sustaining your interest.
A few details about my home
My first Internet Home was made in 1998 Home pages made in 1998. In 2002, I moved to a bigger and better home at http://www.geocities.com/parthasarathyliveshere. It was about 11 MB and used 70 html files, over 500 gif/jpg pictures and about 25 Javascripts. But my needs grew and now my son Harish has bought a 5-GB home (palace?) for me at www.sparthasarathy.com. I am in the process of moving to this home. Hopefully the shift will be completed by 14th April 2006. But you are already viewing this house.
Well, that's all about me. If you are still interested in my other sites, I am giving the links once again.
I have made three web-sites and run a monthly e-Newsletter for the family (which is also a large web site). These links are here.
Home pages made in 1998
Memorial Site for my nephews who died in 1999
A site on 108 Divya Desams sacred to Vaishnavites
Archives of Family e-Newsletter
Current issue of Family e-Newsletter
A site on the book '108 Divya Ragams' that I wrote in September 2004 on appreciating Carnatic music
I would definitely like to hear from you. Do send me your suggestions, comments, etc. about my Virtual Home.
Goodbye. Thanks & Regards,
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Where the mind is without fear...
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake
from Rabindranath Tagore's Geetanjali
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I gratefully acknowlege the help rendered by
Amritha, my wife
Prabhakar and Usha, my colleagues
Murali and Vimala, my secretaries
Harish and Aarthi, my children
Prasad, Mukund and Rahul, my nephews
and many more.
Copyright © 2003 S.Parthasarathy. All rights reserved.
First created in October 1998 which is available at www.geocities.com/spmumbai.geo.
This redesigned site was first made in March 2003.
Do send your suggestions, comments, etc. about my Virtual Home to me at spchennai@gmail.com
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