In the eighties and early 90s, this would have been three to four times a year. Now that people have realized my true worth, I seldom get invited to lecture. And if perchance, I am, my topics are as the host would like to call “for a mature speaker”. Parenthetically what is not stated is that they now have better speakers to give “talks” – thank God for that – and that I am too powerful (politically?) to be written off and so I am asked to lecture on such as “The history of Neuroradiology in India”. I take this in my stride, tell myself – well, this is not too bad; all the while dreading the day when I would be asked to talk not about the history , but “ The future of Neuroradiology in India”. That would make feel real ancient.