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Vol. XXIX No. 9, August 16-31, 2019
(sorry Edward Elliots Road)
I usually write this series avoiding the personal pronoun but this episode requires it. I have recently moved residence from R.A. Puram, where the family roosted for decades, to Mylapore, where the family roosted for decades earlier. And the process of shifting no matter how well planned, was chaotic in the extreme with socks and shoes being separated from their respective pairs, some beloved objets d’art vanishing (sadly forever) and whatever was made of glass arriving in broking condition. Among the last-named were some treasured clocks and that meant I had to contact my good friend ‘Clock’ Srinivasan.
Unlike certain people who can be very reluctant about disclosing the source of their treasures, I am an open book. I was introduced to ‘Clock’ Srinivasan by actor Mohan Raman, who also is an open book. Mohan collects clocks and they tick noisily all over his lovely house. The man who ensures that they tick away in perfect health is Srinivasan. When my humble collection of three clocks (a Junghans, a Seth Thomas and a Tudor) began to have mysterious ailments it was to Srinivasan I turned and he worked wonders. The Srinivasan system I noticed involves, apart from a thorough knowledge of dials, levers, springs, needles, jewels and such things, a comforting bedside manner. He caresses the clocks, coos to them and while probing their innards, does so in the manner of a trained surgeon. The clocks respond well to his treatment and have run for years.
The shift however, proved traumatic. The Junghans recovered by itself but not so the Tudor, which had a seizure at 5.30 pm one day and remained paralysed ever since. As for the Seth Thomas, the glass casing of its dial had splintered. And so the call went to Srinivasan. He promised to land up after calling within a couple of days. I explained to him that I had moved from R.A. Puram to R.K. Salai, Mylapore. Where was that asked Srinivasan. I explained that I meant Dr. Radhakrishnan Salai to which his reply was Oh, did I mean Edward Elliots Road? I was somewhat taken aback, for I had not heard that name in a few years. I said yes and then proceeded to explain where precisely I lived.
Srinivasan cut me short and said that he would land up near the residence of the Travancore Sisters – Lalitha-Padmini (for some reason, old timers rarely add Ragini to the list) and call me. Once again I hesitated, for I did not want to tell the old man that the house which he referred to, had long gone, having made way for a commercial building. A similar announcement had had a devastating effect on an uncle a few years earlier, when he came from the US on a holiday. “What! Lalitha-Padmini’s house is no more?” he had said and sunk into a deep gloom. A day prior to his departure we drove down RK Salai to the place where the house stood. He got out, sighed deeply, walked disconsolately to and fro and then we drove back home in silence. Till date I do not know as to what was achieved.
Anyway, the day of Srinivasan’s ministering to my clocks duly arrived and he called at 9.00 am.
“I am just driving past S.S. Vasan’s house,” he announced.
Did he notice that the house was no longer there I wondered? Old Gemini House, formerly India House, was such a thing of beauty. Said to have been built for the Rajahs of Sivaganga, it was owned by C. Rajam, the founder of the Madras Institute of Technology who later sold it to S.S. Vasan. The movie mogul was in need of a house, what with his wanting to gift Sudarsan, his then residence on the same road, to his daughter. Today both Gemini House and Sudarsan are gone, the former making way for the gloomy Acropolis, a glass and concrete structure that towers over the road and the latter now an empty plot awaiting development.
Srinivasan duly arrived at what was once Lalitha-Padmini’s home and called me from there. The sisters, along with other sibling Ragini, owned considerable property on EE Road and the IX Street that ran perpendicular to it. A few years ago, Lakshmi Sundaram, a long time resident of the same area had written an article for Madras Musings about the star sisters and their homes, now all gone. A pictorial archive of the sisters while living here survives in author Betsy Woodman’s blog (www.betsywoodman.com). The American had accompanied her parents to Madras when her father was posted at the US consulate here in the 1950s. They had lived next door to the Travancore Sisters and formed a lifelong friendship. During those times, EE Road was a vast empty stretch leading to the beach, with deep-set bungalows on both sides. A star like Lalitha could cycle home from Gemini Studios without being noticed or mobbed and she did so on several occasions.
All this and more came to mind as I waited at my door for Srinivasan to come. He reminded me of my uncle when he said mournfully that Lalitha-Padmini’s house was no longer there, as also M.L. Vasanthakumari’s, the singer living opposite the stars, at the corner of IX Street. Her house was called Vidyashankar, named as a portmanteau after her two children – Sri Vidya and Shankar Raman. It was MLV’s close friendship with the Travancore Sisters, and she sang playback for countless songs of theirs, which resulted in Sri Vidya taking to dance and later, films.
“The metal grilles on Padmini’s house were so special,” said Srinivasan with a shake of his head. “Oh by the way sir, why did you not tell me you lived just behind E.V. Saroja’s house? I would have arrived here much faster.” The great lawyer T.R. Venkatarama Sastry owned a huge plot of land on what eventually became RK Salai, III Street. Four bungalows – Srinivas, Srivatsa, Sadhana and Kaustubha – stood in it. Of these, Sadhana still survives, as the Clark’s School for the Deaf. It was Kaustubha that E.V. Saroja owned later. I wanted to ask Srinivasan if he did not notice the multi-storeyed building that had come on Saroja’s plot after it had served time as Yogalakshmi Kalyana Mandapam. But then I decided not to wake him up from his world and bring him into reality. We went indoors discussing dials, jewels, levers, springs, needles and other such matters.
I I read this article with great interest. It is beautifully written making mention of the famous people of
eenarlier times who had lived in the houses in Edward Elliots Road now known as Dr.Radhakrishnan Salai. .Late Dr.Radhakrishnan,the former Vice-President of India lived in this Road and that is why it is named after his name. His relatives are living in that house. Visits were made yesterday(5th Sept)on h Teachers’ Day remembering him by several citizens.
The article has not made mention of the house of late Sri P.S.Sivaswamy Ayyar, a renowned Advocate wd hose name a road is also named adjacent to Dr.Radhakrishnan Salai. The name of the house is Sudharma. He sold the house during his life time. Additions Company late Sri Sivaramakrishnan purchased it and lived there.Subsequently his son Sri Sivasailam lived there. After his memise now his brother is living there.
My mother grew up on Edward Elliot’s Road, the article brought back nice memories for her. We will go back and visit with her.
I read this article it was really interesting and to mention one of my uncle a famous and a legend Dr, T.S.Shetty lived in EE road next to Dr, Radhakrishna House.He was surgeon and a phycsian and was a family friend and a Doctor for Raja Sir Muthhia Chettair family ,AVM group and many more .But he died very early and i was toid the whole road was closed during that time.Anyway the road has not lost its charm.