Prof. TSKV Iyer, former Deputy Director of BITS, Pilani, passed away in Pune on 18th evening at the age of 96.
Prof. Iyer was a very respected man. He was the last word in Circuit Theory and his book was considered the Bible. (I recently referred to the online version of his book to help my daughter!) Senior students would advise, "Attend Iyer if you want to make an A grade". He would take his classes in one of those big classrooms which would be overflowing. Almost all the students in the batch would be crammed in! He would go about his job unconcerned. The flow was admirable, as was his grasp over the subject. One felt he could actually "look" into those circuits he drew. And he would take his students for a walk into those lanes and bylanes of resistors, capacitors and inductors and explain every detail as a tour guide does. His class was a different experience. Important points were emphasised time and again in short sentences. "A capacitor is an open circuit for DC and a short circuit for AC in the steady state", still rings in my mind. KCL and KVL are two other terms one cannot forget. He repeated them so often that I remember them to this day, without ever having used them in the last 30 years or so ! Nor his, "Current cannot accumulate at a node". Not once would he lose his temper or take a student to task for asking a silly question.
He was affectionately referred to by the students as TSKVSK Iyer after his long initials. Almost all instructors in BITS were given a nickname. He was not exempted. But he was revered for his knowledge, expertise and very down to earth attitude. There were lesser men who put on airs and threw tantrums in class. But not TSKV Iyer. He was serenity and dignity personified.
He would address the freshers and their parents during the orientation. The year I joined, a parent queried if birdwatching was allowed on the campus (there were many birds on the campus, including peacocks which would approach very close). "Birdwatching is allowed", Iyer said, then paused, looked at the audience and continued, "as long as you don't watch the wrong kind of birds!" The auditorium burst into laughter. He had his humorous side too.
I remember only a fraction of what happened in that one semester; time takes its toll on the memory.
May his soul rest in peace.