I was
sitting near the issue counter of the IIT, Delhi library reading a
journal. It was in the year 1996. I was doing my PhD then.
After taking a late lunch at
around 2 pm, I used to go the library for the literature survey related to my
PhD work. It was a tedious job and at times I felt like dozing off.
A man in his late fifties was talking to the
issue clerk. He was a stranger to me. With a head full of grey hair and with
calm and composed facial expression, he looked like a scholar. I kept watching
him wondering who he could be. He could not be a professor of IIT, Delhi; I had
never seen him before. .
I heard him
asking the clerk in a strong baritone voice.
I got curious, got up from my seat
and went towards him. He did not notice me.
Without any hesitation I said to the
man, “Sir, I am a PhD scholar in chemical engineering. May I be of any use to you?”
He looked
at me , asked my name and very politely said, “Yes, thank you. I am a professor
of International Studies in Jawaharlal Nehru University. Why don’t you come to
my residence tonight for dinner? I stay in the JNU Campus. You can take bus
number 21 or you can even walk down. It is not very far from IIT campus.” He gave me his residence and phone numbers and
went away driving his old Premier Padmini .
A senior
professor of famous JNU!!
A big man for me! I was excited.
Could not wait for
long and after sometime I headed for his house. He received me very gracefully at his house.
He introduced me to his wife, a kind graceful lady. She offered tea and snacks
and started preparing dinner for us. I felt totally at home.
The
professor started explaining, “We have an NGO devoted to development of
indigenous technology. We have a patent on a concept for the Khnadsari.. the
technology is to be developed for which we need to prepare a project proposal
for funding to be submitted to the
government. We need your help to prepare the project proposal, etc, etc” He
explained the concept to me in simple words. I gladly agreed.
That was
the beginning of our long term association. We started working on the proposal,
performed some experiments , visited some Khandsari at Hapur in UP,
prepared the proposal, submitted it to the ministry, met the concerned
secretary, so on and so forth.
It went
on and on and the two of us became inseparable. He, a man of political science,
and I, a chemical engineer started speaking the same language…
Years
rolled by. I left Delhi after completing my PhD. He retired from JNU and
settled down in Chandigarh. Our
friendship remained intact.
He, along with his wife came to visit us in
Guwahati. We keep on meeting even now, mostly in Delhi, either in The India
International Center or in Habitat Centre for a lunch together. But both of us love to
spend time in the JNU canteen together, reliving the past.
The age
difference between us never mattered.
That we are from different professional fields, also never mattered. We
understand each other’s language fully. It is the common interest and passion
that matters.
You are certainly very correct in assuming that a common interest can bring two persons of very different caliber and age together to produce new ideas and processes as has been shown by you two.
ReplyDeleteAs you are instrumental in bringing me a 73 year old geologist with young civil engineering students,, you have again proved how right you are !
You are certainly very correct in assuming that a common interest can bring two persons of very different caliber and age together to produce new ideas and processes as has been shown by you two.
ReplyDeleteAs you are instrumental in bringing me a 73 year old geologist with young civil engineering students,, you have again proved how right you are !
your title to this post...itself holds the gist.
ReplyDeletelot to learn from such experiences!
:)