by Sameer Majali
Walking up to the call of the clock meant embracing another hot, clear summer day. As I gathered my senses, the eyes sought the familiar sight of daybreak. Something was amiss. The chill was apparent and so was the shroud as clouds lay their dark carpet over the heavens. A telephone call shattered the silence and a family friend broke the news much dreaded. There was an emergency and the industrial stalwart Mr. Suresh Hundre had been rushed to hospital. Anxious thoughts prevailed over the morning walk and the return saw worst fears come true. Mr. Hundre was no more.
What was he to me is a question of a thousand thoughts. A familiar person who waved a smile on the street as he drove by, a person of repute who touched a myriad of aspects of private and public life in town, an industrialist who gave new sense and standards to business, the founder of the ‘Temple of Business Ethics aka Business Ashram’, a leader who took up the cause of Ekal foundation for education in rural areas, an advisor and inspiration to many, the list seems endless.
What was he to me is something that I would take time to sort out but one thing is true, he left behind a vacuum that will be felt in multiple domains of life in town.
Do the elements of nature really mourn the passing of the great? Superstition or coincidence, my guess is as good as that of anyone in town.
Rest in peace Sir, I am quite sure that you will be silent witness to the efforts of others as they attempt to carry forward you baton of ethics and the greater good.
You symbolize what I call “The Power of One”!