These last 10 days have been harrowing ones. I was in Hong kong for a show, when my dad fell ill. Racing to Bombay to be with him whilst he was in the hospital and trying to be as much of a backup for my mum, as was possible, has been hard. In the helter-skelter run to India via Singapore from Hong Kong, I completely forgot about Father’s Day. Which is tomorrow!

Over the last week whilst sitting at his bedside, I have spent a lot of time thinking about my dad, his life, and his work ethic. With phone calls flooding in, from family, friends, neighbours and people he used to work with before he retired, 4 years ago, I see my dad not just as my dad, but also as a man, as someone other people know. 

Somehow no matter how old you are, when you are with your parents and your immediate family, you tend to fall into familiar routines and patterns. Mine has always been that of the peacemaker; the daughter my dad listens to, the family negotiator. In these patterns, what one doesn't realise that there is another whole play of patterns and behaviours that you might be oblivious to, which affect the outcome of every conversation and interaction.

Completely eschewing the time honoured card, and wishes, this year I decided to write down a list of lessons I have learned from my dad. I use these in my life every single day, and since I founded Lustre, even more so.

My dad came from a modest background. He lost his father when he was 14, and started working the day after his 10th grade. There were no fancy schools, no college educations, no counsellors suggesting a course of action.  There was instead the urgency to contribute and help out as much as he could, his own mother. He worked hard, he is thrifty, and even today finds it hard to be extravagant or wasteful with money or resources. He recycled long before it became fashionable; he has learned to fix just about anything including car engines, leaky faucets, and has built furniture from scratch. All because he had to. Not because it was cool, or because it was a hobby.

He retired at the age of 72, after working with the same company for over 50 years. Think about it - there are buildings and monuments that have a shorter life than that. In this day and age, when people jump from one job to another ( especially once that guaranteed payout period is over ) this is an achievement that none of my friends can even begin to fathom.  
“Didn't you get bored?” I remember a friend asking him - Whilst he never answered that, and though it took me  a decade to come to the right answer, he didn't have time to get bored. He was too busy working hard. 

This is a short list of things I have learned from my dad.


Today in the “me first” generation, where every organisation is just  a stepping stone up a ladder, loyalty seems like an old fashioned thing. Something to be discarded.
What most of us don't understand is that Loyalty doesn't “just happen.” It’s something that occurs when you practice a lifelong habit of gratitude for the chances you have been given, by someone, or something; by an opportunity. Its always easy to be swayed, and I am sure that there were chances that he gave up, always mindful of the fact that when he needed help, he was helped out by the firm in which he eventually became the director of.


For years, my dad had in his office cabin, a print out of a saying by Sam Ewing - "Hard work spotlights the character of people: some turn up their sleeves, some turn up their noses, and some don't turn up at all.”
My dad always turned up with his sleeves rolled up, ready to commit and work hard. He went on business trips, he missed out on a lot of our childhood, and always worked hard. He started an auto workshop on weekends as a further challenge. He operated on a routine that you could set a clock by, and was always on time. 



At the firm that my dad worked for, his relationships with his clients went back years. We grew up learning those names, and over the years, meeting those people. They sent my dad gifts at Diwali, and mangoes in the summers, to thank him for the business he created for them. 

The word “nice” is considered in our times to be a banal word, a beige word, a word that you reach from when you are either lazy or have a limited vocabulary. But it isn’t. “Nice” in my father's work and life ethic meant that you were polite, humorous, punctual, and responsible. He has always believed that being nice, especially in times of conflict and heated arguments gets you heard far louder than any amount of shouting. He rarely shouts and prefers a slow simmer than an all-out screaming match, even when he is really mad. Being a quick boiler in my youth, now I find even more wisdom in this attitude of his, and am learning to take a step back and be nice, especially when dealing with delayed shipments, or manufacturing processes gone wrong.
Nice definitely goes a long way. 


Seriously - this never needs explaining. Over the years, I have met so many people who have been helped by my dad. Whether it was hungry juniors whose potential he saw or people who worked for him that needed money or assistance, or sick relatives that he helped out visited with food, and took care of medically, my dad has done it all. I try to remember this when someone calls me and says that they are just starting a venture and would I meet with them to chat about “stuff”. Or a friend who needs help. Sometimes I am on top of it, and sometimes I fail. But the awareness is always there, followed by the guilt when I do fail.


All parents are for life.
And while a relationship between a mother and her child is an instinctive, ferocious and protective one, the bond between a father and his daughter is for life; A sacred and a wonderful thing.


Happy Father’s day to all the dads in your life.

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    K. Kesavan: July 30, 2016

    Anaita . I am Kali’s friend and colleague since 1960 at JNM. I was also in sales of another division.A great guy, with fun bubbling .. I left and started my mfg unit early 1990, but stayed in touch . Met him recently during Noshir Bharucha’s daughter’s wedding.
    Kali is a great guy .. A man personified with perfection. Does he not look like Vijay Mallya, the great fun man .. ha ha ha

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    N.Shankar: July 04, 2016

    Beautiful written Anaita about dear KHD. He was the one who recruited me to head the sales at Chennai way back in 1985 although I joined only the next year. Have myself completed 30+ years with SML and have no such illusions to break his record of 50+ years at SML.
    In fact many at Chennai clients I mean nicknamed me as junior KHD Only. I used to also sport a beard.for more than 25 years+.
    KHD, gave me a free run at Chennai that I could show result here in shortest time. Never ever did he discourage me and i could do what was reqd in beat interested of the company.
    He has visited my house and met my parents and was very close to my wife Rani and kids.
    He had this habbit of visiting the Burma bazzar on the way back after a visit to Ashok leyland and Enfields. He used to buy buy a few pants pieces and at times buy me a pant as well even if i protested against it. At the end of his shopping he always picked up a carton of his brand of cigarettes which he puffed away like a Railway Coal Engine.
    A person who i cold approach with official as well as personal problems.
    Done so much-needed For me and missehim so much.
    Learnt of illness recently and called him up today and spent a while speaking to him and feel a very relieved man , that all is well with my dear KHD. Rani and I will remember him and his family in our daily prayer for his well being.
    Lastly I must add that he is a blessed man irrespective what ever anyone may say.

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    neena ramaswami: June 19, 2016

    Beautifully written anahita!hope he gets better soon and in the meantime if there is anything i can help with…just call!loads of love..take care!

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    Amrita: June 19, 2016

    Anaits – so beautifully expressed – I have had the good fortune of seeing you and uncle from the time we were ten years old and from then till now I have always seen the love in both your eyes – like you my relationship with my Dad has changed from ’ My Dadu’ where he continues to indulge in me to ’ My Father’ where he feels nurtured and cared for
    We are and will always be Dadddys Girls – hope you have a wonderful Fathers Day – Big hug to Uncle

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    Romana: June 19, 2016

    You are a wonderful person,so sorry i didn’t have the opportunity to know you better ,but from what you write about your Father I understand you have had an amazing guide in your life.
    I wish that your dad’s health condition will improve soon and that you’ll be able to celebrate plenty of celebrations with him

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