Kuriakose memoirs
ROOTS AND EARLY MISCHIEF In the quaint district of Kottayam, amidst the lush greenery of Kerala, I was born into a middle-class family deeply rooted in Christian faith. My parents, late Sri. P.Z. Oommen, a distinguished headmaster, and my mother, Aleyamma alias Baby, nurtured my siblings and me with love and discipline. My elder brother, Bapu (late Prof. T.O. Zacharia), was three years my senior, while my three younger sisters— Lata, Gita, and Rita—each brought their own vibrant energy to our home. Our family lived in Vengola , where my father served as the headmaster of Salem High School. This institution, under his dynamic leadership, became a beacon of education and community development. Vengola , in those days, was an undeveloped village devoid of modern amenities like electricity and running water. Yet, it was a place where community bonds were strong, and traditions were cherished. I was known for my spirited antics and mischievous...