My father retired on an eventful day

The entire day was full of many small events. My father retired as a professor of mathematics from a college in India. I know that the retirement day is a very sad day for a man. Today I called him up and told him not to ponder about his retirement a bit further on. Financially, I don’t think there would be any pressure on my family as my father gives mathematics tuition to a number of college students against fees. Moreover, being a very energetic and enterprising man, as he has always been, he is now planning to deal in stocks quite actively. I only pray that he remain healthy in body and mind always.

On the other fronts, the pending budget has been finally sanctioned by my boss granting me an amount little less than what I initially claimed. Anyway, money has never been an all-too-important matter to me. What I always demanded, and will continue to do all my life, is honor. I must say his behavior to me was never disrespectful.

I received a pay slip today which shows that my scholarship had been increased by a small amount since the last month. But I have to check on my account to see if it is really the case.

The limit on my credit card has been trebled for some reasons unknown to me. One thing that I am quite eagerly waiting for is, by how much amount, they‚ are going to increase my scholarship from December this year, if at all they do. This will perhaps be clear in a week from now.

A bit on my student: the fellow seems to possess all the qualities that I wanted to see in my student. He is, undoubtedly, an intelligent pupil of top quality. After all, a Maths Olympian as I was too. If he is in the hands of right supervisors, he can deliver good scientific work, my observation suggests. There are a few traits of him that many people may not like, however, I not only just like, but prefer them to others. For example, he never ever attempted to talk to me about his personal life, not a bit. He never talks about anything nonacademic. He is uber-serious with an eternal deadpan look on his face, hardly smiles and is utterly unsocial. Believe it or not, I will always look for students like him. I can somehow see the fire inside people of such types. Smoldering volcanoes as they look to me. What they need is just a little ignition to release the pent-up fire. Today, he discovered something that may give both of us a huge academic lift. Let us see.