My father, Gyanendra Chandra Deb, passed away on the 22nd of July, 1993. My mother had already passed away on the 5th of May 1992.
Baba was absolutely and completely dedicated to his mother.
I read Baba's diary written from 1929 to 1939 and found various aspects of a human being. I got to know that my Baba had been in love! Awesome! At the age of 24 - wow! anyway he was disappointed and that probably set his path for the future.
Baba studied at the D.A.V. school in Dehradun. he never had a teacher who could speak english correctly and yet how did Baba speak and write such excellent English? Honestly Baba did not know how to read or write Bengali - something we children were never made to be aware of. Somehow Ma would cover it up and read whatever was written in Bengali - a letter or paper or whatever. Baba would pretend he did not have his glasses and Ma then would read it out without a comment.
Baba was absolutely and completely dedicated to his mother.
Beautiful even at this advanced stage, isn't she? She had been a widow from a very early age because my grandfather, Rai Saheb Ishan Chandra Deva, had passed away at a young age.
Thakurda worked with the Geological Survey of India. he had friends like the Maharani of Coochbehar, Prithviraj Kapoor, Nawabs etc. After reading many autobiographies now I have realised these were quite common with educated class of India in those days. where and how he became spiritual is still a mystery. But I know for sure that both the Brahmin families (grandfather's and grandmother's, she came from a Mukherjee family) had become Brahmos. Why is another story. Today it is about my dad, my Baba. I read Baba's diary written from 1929 to 1939 and found various aspects of a human being. I got to know that my Baba had been in love! Awesome! At the age of 24 - wow! anyway he was disappointed and that probably set his path for the future.
Baba studied at the D.A.V. school in Dehradun. he never had a teacher who could speak english correctly and yet how did Baba speak and write such excellent English? Honestly Baba did not know how to read or write Bengali - something we children were never made to be aware of. Somehow Ma would cover it up and read whatever was written in Bengali - a letter or paper or whatever. Baba would pretend he did not have his glasses and Ma then would read it out without a comment.
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