Years ago when Mel and I were dating at FSU (1959-60), he introduced me to Madhu and Uma--and my world suddenly became bigger.  They were such wonderful friends and introduced me to delicious Indian food and so many new friends who are still part of our lives.  The last time Mel and I  were with Madhu and Uma was in Lewisville, TX, on 2008 with Rupa and Jay Amin and Marian Carter.  We miss Madhu so much and send our love to Uma.

O captain my captain Is what first comes to mind. The first conscious memory of my grand uncle was being told a story of the era of silent films. Complete with mimicry of the Charlie selling lemon water who also explained parts of the movie while going through the crowd. I was 10 years old I think. He told a story like no other. Quantum physics was also explained with the ease of a consummate wizard. Saying that he will be missed is an understatement. ' there lies Caesar ! Whence comes another ?' Vibhav parghi endocrinologist

It was 1989-Oct- when we met at VASCSC. You were working as the Director of the Institute.  You were smart looking, and had a influential personality.  I was deeply affected by your mere presence.  I was in the Accounts section.  Gradually, a special bond developed between us and I grew attached to you and your family as a whole.  The beginning of this relationship continued till you breathed your last and even now. 

 

I have been scolded a lot by you, but you were the one who loved me the most as well.  You were very particular in your work.  You would call me in the morning to remind me of a list of ‘To Do Today” tasks, which you had prepared. Once in office, you could never find that list and I started listing the tasks verbally; much to your surprise…You asked me, “How did you know?” I would reply, I know you well enough, sir…”

 

I was always under the impression that if you are an expert in English, no one can beat me in Gujarati language.  But too soon, my thoughts would be challenged, when you recited Late Shri Nimu Majmudar’s creations, I would be taken aback… so difficult were the choice of the poet’s words, that it was difficult for me to even read out, let alone memorize….In spite of being a scientist of such a commendable repute, your supreme command over the mother tongue is something that I still cannot believe.

 

You were the one to motivate me for our first foreign trip. You had personally guided me about very very small details like, how much currency to carry, in what form, where to keep the passport, how to keep the passport in my trouser belt pouch, … you even gave me your suits to be worn in the distant land… you treated me just like a small child, leaving home for hostel under the watchful eyes of the father…. I can never forget such deep affection for me.

 

Often, I was a part of the flavour of routine lives and the relationship you shared with respected Umabahen. I reminisce those days, when there would be a lot of intense interchange between sir and Bahenji, arguments and debates about little and common place things.  I was the sole witness and I simply loved the way you both interacted with each other, something that I learnt from, a lot. 

 

I learnt to deal with the pension related matters with lot of patience and perseverance.  You initiated me to the virtual world of sending mails.  Even at the age of 82 years, you insisted that I, my wife, Bhavna and daughter Pusha should come over to meet you, but not empty handed.  You asked us to bring ice cream and pizza and insisted on paying the cost. Pusha, currently, working as a Senior Engineer at L&T, has flourished under your blessings and guidance.  You made the subject of Physics so very simple for the students and useful in daily life. 

 

Your family shifted to Pune on July 2010.  Your residence is situated on the way from my home to current office, VIKSAT.  I cross your house four times a day and every time, my head bows down, remembering and respecting you.  In every room of my house in Ahmedabad, there are well treasured memoirs of your presence that I live with, day in and day out.  Out of all the valuables, the one that I cherish the most is your old wooden chair which I currently occupy in my bedroom, while watching T.V.  You are an inseparable part of my life and living. You made me what I am today.  My deep reverence for you and Umabahenji and my heartfelt wishes goes for the family members to prosper to the fullest.

 

With loving regards,

Bhaskar Shukla (bshukla252@gmail.com)