The Huffington Post -
14 Sep 2015 23:49

My memories took me back to my late teen years- to dinners hosted by my friend's father during my undergraduate days. Whenever he had work near our vicinity, he would visit our college. He would host us for special meals at the guesthouse away from the student kitchen. One of the early dinners, I remember distinctly sitting next to him and at the end of conversation I was blown away. He had a zest for life and his mind and heart could openly embrace and relate to the youngsters. He made a lastin...
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