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Remembering JRD

It was the winter of 1969 and the industrial exhibition was on in New Delhi. We at the TATA pavilion were told that Chairman J.R.D. Tata might come visiting any time and we should be alert. We kept vigil at the entrance with a car. There was no sign of JRD, as he was popularly called. On the third and last day of the exhibition, around closing time, I thought I saw a familiar figure peering at an exhibit. The head of the TATA empire worth thousands of crore, had come straight from a game of golf, stood in the queue, got a twenty five paise ticket, and walked all the way to the pavilion. Even after we recognised him, he signalled to us to stay back and moved on to the next pavilion.

S.V.N. Sastry,
Vijayawada, A.P.

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