Parichand

Diary 2004

My dear friend and brother, Chamanlal, gave me a book on Parichand's life, a gift from Sumantra. Parichand, of course, was my elder brother and we shared a closeness impossible to put in words. Visiting him frequently, we would talk about flowers, share new plants, seeds, etc., but most of all, Parichand would speak of Mother.

His presence was filled with light as he would tell us stories about Mother and often, in his cheerful and simple way, resolve problems of day to day life on the many occasions we visited him. One could have no sadness or doubt or pain in his presence. His countenance radiated love for Mother and the joy of entire self-giving to Mother was evident in every word and every expression. It was more than an honour to be with him, it was a blessing to be in his atmosphere.