Munjal Shah1:43
Yes, my first visit to Bangalore, or rather Indian Institute of Science, was in 1965 when I was a student of Punjab Engineering College, Chandigarh. We had a tradition of an educational tour: one year for 20 days a tour of the East, that is Kolkata side, and another 20 days to the South side. We used to have a bogie for the Department of Mechanical Engineering, about 90 students, and we parked here in Bangalore. We had to go to Mysore because in those days there was no broad gauge, so we had to catch a bus. Due to some communication gap, I missed the bus and could not go to Mysore. I think that's the best thing that happened in my life, missing the bus, because those were the two or three days when I discovered the Indian Institute of Science. I stayed on the campus, I breathed its air, I went to the library, saw the culture, saw the books, the journals, the general environment. It was like a discovery because right from childhood I wanted to be a scientist, and I had no idea about the Indian Institute of Science. In fact, I didn't even know an institute existed. Now you'll appreciate it better if I give you a little of my background. I was born on the wrong side of the border, what is now in Pakistan. I was three years old when my parents had to run through those riots. In fact, my mother got separated from my father, and it took him three months to trace my mother. I was with my mother, and we had to go through underground nullahs to escape being killed. Finally we reached, and after three months when we were together, we were staying in a refugee camp. I used to travel five kilometers almost without shoes because we couldn't afford shoes. That's how I used to go to school. My parents were completely illiterate. I'm telling you all this because this itself would be of interest to you: from being the son of completely illiterate parents and coming to IISc. Fortunately, the government was very helpful to us. We got refugee grants. Even the school I studied in, Sanatan Dharam School in Hoshiarpur, they were very helpful to us in every way. Fortunately, we got first the district scholarship, then the state scholarship. In fact, I was very lucky because when I was in 11th and got a position in Punjab University, it was during that time that the Government of India had started what was called the Government of India Scholarship, later called the National Scholarship. Automatically, the top 10 students of Punjab University or all universities in India got that scholarship. That was a life scholarship. It came at the right time when my father had started wondering whether he could educate me further from secondary onward. That was a life scholarship with 50 rupees. Those 50 rupees were a lot of money, which I got during my 12th standard. Then from there it became 110 in Chandigarh, and even when I came to IISc I would have got 250 rupees. So what I'm trying to say is that scholarship and that incidental thing completely changed my career. But what I want to tell you was in 1965, when we came here and I missed the bus and I discovered this institute, I just told myself: that's it, this is what I have been missing, and that's where I belong. I really meant it, because otherwise I wouldn't have been here for 42 years after joining this place. And I must say even further also, it was very nice. When I was called for interview, it was very interesting. The telegram said: 'The fact that you have been called for interview, you have a good chance of being selected.' That one line was very important, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to convince my parents to send me all the way 3,000 kilometers to appear in an interview. It took a full 72 hours. I reached here in the morning and it was already too late because the interview was at 9:00 and it was already 8:30. I just dumped my things in the hostel without wondering who was going to look after them, went to the department, and when I appeared it was very interesting. They said there's no interview for you. They said they got my results a little late, and in those days there was nothing like an entry examination. All they were looking for was a person who had got a position in the university once or twice during his career and had been having high first class. That was fulfilled, and therefore I was selected. The only thing I was asked was whether I wanted to do my ME or MSc Engineering by research. I couldn't choose. I said, 'Can I come back in the afternoon?' They said no problem. Things were very informal those days, that is the best thing. So I went to the mess at lunchtime and I didn't know anybody, so I just asked the person sitting next to me, somebody from the Chemistry Department. I said, 'Can you tell me whether I should do ME or MSc Engineering? I'm very clear I want to do research finally, but whether I should join for ME or MSc Engineering?' He said, 'Where are you from?' I said, 'From Hoshiarpur.' 'Where is it?' I said, 'About 3,000 kilometers because those days it was via Chennai, there was no direct train. I had to change at Jalandhar, then change at Delhi, then at Chennai, and that's how I came here.' He said, 'Don't tell me you traveled 3,000 kilometers to get hanged.' Because apparently I joined the Department of Internal Combustion Engineering, which was known to be the most ruthless department. Irrespective of the fact that all were rank holders, at least a couple of people would fail every year. They were simply ruthlessly asked to leave. So he says, 'You had to come all the way to get hanged?' I said, 'Thank you very much for your warning, but I'm going to stay.' Good. I'm glad you did.