Shri. Prabhakar H. Shenoy | The Sun which set 2 years ago

I have wanted to write about my late Pitashri, since the time of his passing away in 2021. A few lines to summarize his life for posterity and hoping that i will write about his life at length very soon.

His was the life of an upright man who never begged anyone, believed in hard work, despite being aware that one gets only what one is destined to.

In his younger days, he was a sportsman, but his heart ailment put an end to it. Also made it hard for him to secure a job, which paved the way for him becoming a self made business man, who also helped set businesses for others as well.

He had an active life, despite his heart issues, major surgeries, falls etc. He lived a life more active than an average youngster of today. 

He was skilled in both speech and writing and had a beautiful handwriting carefully cultivated. I have always been proud that my father wrote beautifully, in neat cursive style, and his signature was gold standard for me.

He was adept at bonding with kids and telling them stories, but when enraged, the same kids would shit in their pants looking at his gaze. Same goes for erring adults whose evil intentions were kept in check by his aura and efforts.

He was ably supported by a just, sweet dharmapatni, who helped him run his home and took great care of his health and nurtured 3 kids with love. She prayed hard, saved money, fed him good, healthy food and provided the oil to smoothly run the machinery of their lives.

He had been cheated amply by those he trusted and believed in, but rewarded amply by the Almighty. Yet he was a man of few needs and lived simply till his end, never trying to indulge in luxury or showoff.

Our Yoga Guruji, Shri. Mahavir Sainik ji, had mentioned to me with tears in his eyes, first time we met after the passing away of dad, that my father was a mad man for the world, whose goodness and sanity could only be identified by another mad man like him. By mad man, he actually meant a very grounded person who was easily misinterpreted in popular understanding.

My father believed in the inherent goodness of people, and had consideration for their comforts and pains as his formula while dealing with them. He never called anyone when he felt they may be ill disposed and considered about time of the day when they may be having lunch or sleeping, unlike most people who are only bothered about their objective while calling on phone.

He was very fond of singing old hindi songs, bhajanas and blessed with a beautiful voice and skilled on the harmonium. His guidance and training set the basis for the music we are able to create and enjoy.

Prabhakar and Suman · Prabhakar - Jalte Hain Jiske Liye

Over the years i had realised how good looking he was and he was becoming more sweet like a ripening mango, as he grew older.

We have served him from the time we were kids and my times spent massaging his feet and talking to him about everything under the sky are the times i miss the most. I can recall his face and his voice, whenever i feel like hearing or seeing him.

I am sad about how destiny planned his end, and wished that it could have been a better ending, but believe that he cleaned up all his karmic baggage he had to burn in this lifetime.

He will surely have a great next janma, in a healthy body, happy, virtuous and wealthy family.

The Sun set 2 years ago, but left enough light to guide us for the rest of our life. Miss you Annu...:(