I am an alumnus of St. Columba's High School, New Delhi, run by the Christian Brothers, a teaching order from Ireland. My principal was Brother J N Foley, who was also my class teacher in Class XI. We in XI- C were an exceptional class: all 45 of us passed the ISC examinations in the First Division. Three got the coveted 5 points. We all have Brother Foley to thank for that.
(And Brother Fitzpatrick too – but that's another story.)
One day, we were taken on an outing from school to see a film in Odeon theatre in Connaught Place. However, Brother Foley did not show up. It was a great film, "Where Eagles Dare," and we all loved it.
The next day I ran into Brother Foley in the hallway and politely inquired as to why he had opted out of seeing such a fantastic movie.
His reply, which I will never forget:
"I stopped seeing films after they banned smoking in cinema halls."
Yes. My beloved teacher and principal was a chain smoker. His fingers were yellow, as were his teeth, and he was always to be seen (outside the classroom) puffing away at his little roll-your-owns.
Take that, pmk ramadoss!
Now see why I stand up for the rights of smokers.
And why I myself am a teacher of the youth just like my own teacher was.
And why I never frequent movie halls.