{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"PoohsDen","provider_url":"https:\/\/www.ourowncorner.com\/poohsden","author_name":"Vinitha","author_url":"https:\/\/www.ourowncorner.com\/poohsden\/author\/pooh_admin\/","title":"Under the shade of the banyan tree &#8212; PoohsDen","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"9IdE7bU3f7\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.ourowncorner.com\/poohsden\/under-shade-of-banyan-tree\/\">Under the shade of the banyan tree<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"https:\/\/www.ourowncorner.com\/poohsden\/under-shade-of-banyan-tree\/embed\/#?secret=9IdE7bU3f7\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"&#8220;Under the shade of the banyan tree&#8221; &#8212; PoohsDen\" data-secret=\"9IdE7bU3f7\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\"><\/iframe><script type=\"text\/javascript\">\n\/* <![CDATA[ *\/\n\/*! This file is auto-generated *\/\n!function(d,l){\"use strict\";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&\"undefined\"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!\/[^a-zA-Z0-9]\/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),c=new RegExp(\"^https?:$\",\"i\"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display=\"none\";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute(\"style\"),\"height\"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):\"link\"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute(\"src\")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener(\"message\",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener(\"DOMContentLoaded\",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll(\"iframe.wp-embedded-content\"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute(\"data-secret\"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+=\"#?secret=\"+t,e.setAttribute(\"data-secret\",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:\"ready\",secret:t},\"*\")},!1)))}(window,document);\n\/\/# sourceURL=https:\/\/www.ourowncorner.com\/poohsden\/wp-includes\/js\/wp-embed.min.js\n\/* ]]> *\/\n<\/script>\n","description":"Thinking back to my growing up years, whenever I meet a stranger or meet one of my parent&#8217;s friends at a store or the library or somewhere around, I always introduced myself as, V &#8211; daughter of so and so and it was my identity. And immediately the uncle or aunty to who I was introducing myself would warm up and add so you are Prof.SN&#8217;s granddaughter! I was blessed with a famous and well-recoganized grandfather. And I used it to my advantage many a times. It has been a negative at times too. I remember this incident in college, I was having an oral examination at one of my civil engineering labs and I was unable to answer some question and hence was blabbering nonsense to get away and my examiner goes sarcastically, &#8220;so you are Prof.SN&#8217;s granddaughter and you don&#8217;t know this answer&#8221; (well just coz my grandfather was the expert on the topic I cannot be expected to be the same!) I even remember an incidence when someone told me I should stop calling myself Prof. SN&#8217;s grandaughter as I was then a grand old age of 18 and it was time I stopped living under the [&hellip;]"}