This article talks about some educational paradigms of India but gives the following anecdote to the end.

Belated Happy Feynman Birthday. 11/may/2013. He was born this day in the year 1918. 8 years younger to my maternal grand father. Which is why I am always amazed by Feynman. My grand pa was a farmer in a village of India and a teacher, a renowned teacher at that in his locality. He was paralyzed in his last years and died in 1996. Thats again exactly 8 years after 1988 demise of Feynman. Hence they both lived exactly 70 years of age. They were both outstanding teachers and artists {my grand pa was a fabulous artist, a fact I had forgotten over the years, he drew many things for me when I was about 7/8 years old, including say Shiva or Ramayana, at an instant’s notice by me}, Feynman was a bright star in the Glove, my grand pa only in his locality which perhaps extended say 100 villages if not more. Feynman was a farmer in some sense because of his hard work. But my point is Feynman’s vigor. A fact of amazement, perhaps since Feynman didn’t grow in a village of India but the communities of advanced localities. Perhaps Feynman was simply the highest standard of exuberance. My grand pa was lively and funny and loving but Feynman was a womanizer. I don’t know about this secret of my grand pa. My grand mother always crushed my interest in knowing such matters.