An Article on my father at http://luthar.com/

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Dear Friends,

 

I was getting ready to update my blog recently () and

found an article and a poem that I had written about my father for a

college newspaper back in 1996 as a dedication on his 70th birthday. So,

I put that up instead along with my father's picture I took in the last

summer spent with him in 2003.

 

My father was a staunch Hindu and exemplified all that is best and noble

in Hinduism. He often had dreams of various rishis and gurus and loved

to describe them in minute detail to me. He told me that he even dreamed

about Jesus Christ once. I asked him how knew it was Jesus. I just knew,

he said.

 

My father was very psychic and one time when he was in America, he

dreamt that someone very close to him was being electrocuted. My father

immediately woke up and started praying. The person in the dream was my

younger four-year-old brother who had been caught in live electric wires

when we (our cousins and us) were playing on the roof of my uncle's shop

in India. That was back in 1964. From 10,000 miles away, my father had

dreamt that someone he loved was in trouble and acted to send his

protection and prayers. My brother was very badly burned all over his

skin but miraculously survived. He gradually recovered fully and the

burn marks on his body eventually disappeared.

 

Although he was a math professor, my father enjoyed talking about

philosophy and religion. He was tolerant and liberal and accepting of

all people but at the same time full of humor, sometimes irreverent

humor, about religions and gurus. He told me many stories about fake

gurus in India and some great ones that he had met and told me to be

careful when I was young. My father was kind and generous with smiling

eyes. At times, he had a huge all consuming laughter that drew others in.

 

Harsha