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Patriot Kamat Dr. V.B. Nadkarni, a life long friend of my father, has sent an article remembering Bappa. He describes Kamat's struggles for securing an employment in India and pays tributes to Kamat the Patriot. In his article Dr. Nadkarni makes reference to a letter Kamat wrote to "Indian Express" in 1972. I have uploaded the letter that was published in the newspaper as "A Scientist's Sad Story". I have also uploaded yet another letter Bappa wrote to the editor where he notes that forests as a renewable natural resouce, would have provided as many job opportunities in India as agriculture or any other large industry. It is a very thoughful letter. Bappa continued to lobby for development of Indian forests as an industry till his death. See Also: • Pictorial Biography of K. L. Kamat Father's Friends For sometime, I wanted to blog about an incident with another of my father's friends. Gangadhar Nayak was another great friend of my father's. He lives in Mumbai. I had not seen him in twenty years, but I had heard that in recent years he has had to suffer great many personal and family tragedies, including death of a son. During one of my busy trips to India, one day I got a telephone call from Gangadharmam (as I call him). He said he was in Bangalore and begged me to see him for an hour. It was a very inconvenient day for me, I had jet lag, but there was only a window of one hour that we could meet, as he was returning to Mumbai. To honor his wishes, I met him in Bangalore Railway Station. I was mentally prepared to console him and assist in any kind of help he was seeking. But I was wrong about the purpose of the meeting, and the meeting was to fill my heart with the joy of friendship. It was he who wanted to console me -- and shed tears in Bappa's memory. He had brought with him his son of my age, whom I had never met. Gangadharmam told me that he wanted to see the friendship between the two families continue with the next generation, and just wanted to introduce his son (an accomplished industrialist) to me even if just for formality. We became instant, natural friends. Until then it had never occurred to me the beauty of becoming friends with the children of friends of my parents. Think of how wonderful they can be -- especially in the Indian context; you get a head start with the funny or life-altering stories; it is an opportunity to repay old gratitude; or a support network in case of hardships. I know that friends should not be imposed on children, but cases like this when the next generation become friends when they become adults themselves, to renew long cherished friendships between families is just dandy. Personally, for me it was an important moral lesson on the enduring and unselfish quality of true friendship. (Comments Disabled for Now. Sorry!) First Written: Monday, August 16, 2004 Last Modified: 8/16/2004 8:23:41 AM

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