It was 1974 when I happened to meet Hari in his make-shift office in Ranchi where he introduced me with Aruna and he brought me to their home in Booty where I saw their two young kids - Vani and Gautam - playing in the sand box outside their mansion. And that was the beginning of a great journey of my own life. It was a great honor and fortune to meet the entire family. Me and my wife came to their home at several occasions thereafter and have gone to BFCL Ramgarh with Hari several times.
In 1976, to obtain my Passport, I stayed in Late Mr. Lath’s house in Kolkata where Hari and Aruna were there. I met Late Mr. Ashok Chachra there. I remember him debating a topic of fate versus faith (while discussing about Lee Iacocca at Chrysler motors). At the end Arune quoted Maha Vagbatgeeta and summed up the discussion in such a simple and forceful argument convincing everyone that complete surrender to Lord Krishna was the only way while pursuing your tasks and dreams. It just blown me away to see her intelligence, realization of truth, honesty in her character and force of argument. The respect I developed on that day would stay until my last breath.
I left for USA in 1977. I was so scared to immigrate to a new country that I knew nothing about. Aruna was the one who provided me the mental strength and encouraged me to face the challenge. I listened to her advise and never regretted it.
My next visit to Ranchi was in 1986. Just a year ago Vani & Gautam had come and stayed with us in USA for a few days. Having lost Gautam was a sad moment when I visited their house but Aruna was so graciously strong in the midst of such grief with nerves frayed and hopes dashed - I could not hold back my tears. Instead of solacing her, she is the one who helped me compose myself. She presented me a cameo of Lord Krishna that I worship every day. It reminds of her grace, compassion and charming conviction every time I go to the Puja room in our house. She reinforced my faith in Lord Krishna in my difficult days. Following her devotion and inspiration, on my return, I helped found the first Krishna Mandir in the outskirt of our city.
In 1996 I had just been promoted to the Technical Manager’s job but my employer, Rio-Tinto, was going through a restructuring. Existence of my position was in question because of the impending changes. The country was going through a mild recession and I was rearing a young family. The entire situation stressed me out so much that I called Hari and Aruna. She immediately understood my feelings and had Vani call me from California and convinced me of visiting India. I came with her to Ranchi and stayed there for a few days with them. During my stay, I had a bout of incessant coughing for which Aruna treated me with some Homeopathic medications and later Vanika took me to a doctor in Kolkata. I was convinced that Aruna’s medication helped me a lot. She was the ideal Dr. Mom at times of need (for her wonderful feedbacks and honest opinions). I am so grateful to have learned so many fine qualities in life from her. She was passionate about her garden around their new home under construction. I learned Bonsai from her in such a short period of time. I was amazed to observe her multifaceted knowledge. She was a Gnyan Bhandar! She is gone from our sight, but never from our hearts.
My next visit was in 2006 … it was kind of a decade phenomenon. Aruna teased me for visiting Ranchi every 10 years. I promised to be back a little more frequently from then on. She was in great spirits having undergone treatments in Chennai. During this visit, she read from Sri Sri Chandi (Sapta sati Chandika –Durga/Mahalaya). I recited from the shlokas too. I was so impressed with her Bhakti (devotion) and Gnyan (spiritual knowledge) and I wished I had a spec of those virtues. She gave me two books during this visit –Thought Process by Swami Sivananada and Only Love by Daya Mata that provided the underpinning of elements to be focused on meditation. During my flight back she ensured that I had enough food (Soheli) that I really enjoyed. She was so sincere that it reminded me of my mother (in her affection), a beloved sister (to me in the true sense) and a friend in need. I will miss her for ever and even in my next rebirth if there is one! Saying goodbye is not for us. Instead, I will say that I look forward to seeing you my honored friend again, each time I am reminded of you through a garden I visit, I classical music I hear or a temple/puja room I bow my head. These are the things that will keep us close to our respected revered friend despite death. You will live forever in our hearts!
I was able to break the sequel of decade-long-frequency and visited Ranchi in 2008. During my stay I was grateful for having an opportunity to push her wheel chair on the garden pathway for the days that I lived with Hari and Aruna. I was so happy to do it no matter how insignificant it seemed … it filled my eyes with tears. For giving me this honor and the opportunity, "Thank you!" can never be said enough. But many of us might feel they were simply doing their duty for the good of a dear relative or a friend but for me it was an honor bestowed by Heavens. As the days passes by and I grow older, my respect grows even deeper. My life was blessed through your selfless advice, unbiased honest opinion and true friendship. May you find your deserved place in the Highest Heaven and Heavenly blessings in the next life!
I could not attend Gaurav’s marriage ceremony in December 2011. I had to cancel the ticket at the last moment as my wife being seriously ill due to her diabetic complications was hospitalized. I felt awful. Both Hari and Aruna understood my pain. Aruna was so kind, gracious and empathetic… no words could describe the feeling.
2014 was the last time I could see Hari and Aruna in Ranchi though I spoke with them several times over phone. I was planning to see them last year but pandemic had its ways. One regret I will carry in my heart till the last day I breath that I could not pay my respect for the last time… some people come into our lives and leave footprints on our hearts and we are never, ever the same. Aruna was such a strong and caring person. No matter how hard death tries, it can’t separate people from respecting and honoring. It can’t take away our memories either. She has proved, in the end, life is stronger than death!
May Lord Krishna give you, eternal peace!