"You will always be in my heart… because in there you’re still alive."
We are in mourning, and whether I call him Papa, DasBabu, or Doctor Saab, he will forever hold a special place in our hearts. May he find peace wherever he may be. My father used to be super excited during the Pujos. Be it in Dehradun or here.
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| Father loved his newspapers, until |
This is my first Pujo without my father, who left us last November. I remember taking him to our neighborhood Pujo last year, and during Ashtami, I had the chance to take him to Habra, his birthplace. Those memories, from September and October, now feel like cherished fragments of time. May god give strength to our mother and let she be our guiding light, for the remainder of our lives.
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| Got him wear the VPCL shirt got as a souvenir |
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| Ma, BaBa |
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| Winter Chilling |
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| Focussed always |
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He went to see, my first job in Kalyani, post Covid, always his hand on my shoulders
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Most loved person
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I took him to show the para (neighborhood) pujo and during the ashtami, was able to take him to Habra (his birth-place).
Next month, I will be visiting Haridwar and Rishikesh—two of his favorite places—to perform the final rituals. Joy will be joining us from Chicago, and I hope this gathering brings some solace as we honor his memory together.
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