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Dr.Kulam (1965 to 1971 Batch) writes in
Moon Landing
From the beginning of June 1966 current girl’s residence was ours (boy’s) until the 2nd year
when we were relocated to the current men’s west-hostel, the east one was yet to be built. My father bought me a bicycle, so did most the boys, since the Anatomy Block drifted further away for a routine walking from the men’s hostel.
The year was 1969, I think it was around noon during a bright summer, TVMC has just re-opened. I and bunch of my friends were sitting in the parapet wall of the connecting walkway, west of the main stairs between northern and southern wings on the 1st floor, listening to a transistor radio. We were keen on listening to the very first “moon landing” – a live radio broadcast by Mr. Tamil Vanan of Ceylon, what is known now as Sri Lanka Broadcasting Corporation. The astronaut was Neil Armstrong of USA, the landing brought us thrill, excitement and we screamed, whistled, jumped up and down like monkeys and of course we were all puffing Scissors.
It was cool to smoke then, not any more, especially in the Western Countries. I have quit smoking in the very early 80s, have stayed off since then. Labels: 1965to1971_Batch, Anecdoctes, Memoirs
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