Saturday, June 19, 2010

Ajit da no more...

Ajit Sengupta passed away yesterday at 1325 hours. He might not be alive anymore, but his legacy will live on for many years to come…Yes Ajit Sengupta aka Ajit da, the legend passed away…all he left away is his teaching legacy but he is irreplaceable though. How to begin writing about Ajit da? Let me start from 1999.

In the month of April, 1999, when I went back to Narendrapr (NDP) after the spring break I was about to start in the ninth standard and in the C Section and had already spent 4 years in NDP. As a routine we used to check the time-table once we were in NDP before anything else. When I checked the teachers allotted to teach in IXC for the year I was very apprehensive. Ajit da was supposed to take Life Science classes for us. Before that I had heard about Ajit da and had also heard that he was very short tempered and that was the reason that he was always allotted classes in the ninth and tenth standards. To begin with, it did not make such an impression in my mind…I was waiting for the first class to give the judgment about this great man. Everything changes with time and my impression also was not an exception. A week later, after attending his first class, I prayed to God for forgiveness, for I was shameful and cursed myself for my first thoughts on this great man.

NDP has been blessed with many great gentlemen since its inception in 1958. Many still continue to serve NDP as they had done more than 50 years ago, with the same passion and zeal. I have not met many of such greats. But I was fortunate enough to meet Ajit da. Ajit da was a gem of a person with an uncanny ability of mending young minds towards a brighter career. He always stressed on knowledge, albeit not the bookish ones, preached by a lot of teachers whom I have interacted with in my life. He used to say that knowledge should be the morning star in the journey of a ‘bright’ career. He himself was the personification of that. Nobody could have been bored in his classes, be it during the toughest times of post-lunch or during the late afternoon, the time when everyone used to yearn for playground. He never used a chair during his classes and used to stand like a crane with one leg on the ground and the other folded on the edge of the table. We were challenged by him that if we attended his classes we need open the biology book again, not even before the exam. I remember those lessons even now. Such was his impact. Those lucky few ones, who had been fortunate enough to attend his class, can testify that. I personally learnt a lot of things from him, be it Life Sciences or Life minus the science.

The Ajit da we met was the Ajit da of the late 1990’s…By then he was approaching his sixties and time had taken a toll on his body. He was a severe asthmatic; I remember once he had come to take our class with a crepe-bandage strapped chest. It had happened due to excessive coughing. But he refused to quit cigarettes. On the same day he explained to us that why was he a bachelor for life. I won’t forget that class. I used to wonder and even wonder now that how have he been in his younger days. Had he not been attracted towards the materialistic side of life? Like we are…He was an admirer of Mother Teresa and had a heart like Mother Teresa. He was always seen with his trademark 32-inch smile and the last time I met him in 2008 was also same. He greeted me with his customary smile and spoke for some time and he even joked about my weight.

The simple dhoti-punjabi clad Ajit da was as elegant as a Tuxedoed actor or a business leader and could put to shame a stand-up comedian with his one-liners. He has touched many hearts and mended many minds in NDP since the 1960’s. I think he was born to teach and touch lives. Spending more than fifty years in an institution, speaks about his longevity, but also speaks volumes about his love and dedication for the Institution. I salute this great gentleman and pray to the almighty…May his soul rest in peace…Wherever you have gone Ajit da, you will continue to be in our hearts and minds…

5 comments:

  1. Long Live Ajit da...Amazing personality...

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  2. Can never forget Ajit'da. No one has impacted so much as this great man. Words are too short for my feelings. A rear Gem a great loss to NDP and society at large. I still repeat things to my son that I learnt from him. Like how Energy is stored in Glucose bond. He said Suppose Mohammad Ali and me are pushing each other and by some divine grace I manage to hold him in a place...an outsider will see that we are still in one place but I only know the amount of energy required to hold Ali in a place....etc..etc. About writing in a neat handwriting in exam paper mentioning "Think of the examiner reading your paper in a Candle light when there is "Loading shadding" in the summer month....
    . list is long enough - Chinmoy/1981 NDP batch

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  3. Will always miss Ajit da.. he was a legend as a teacher.. may his soul rest in peace...

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  4. I knew Ajit'da without attending a class of his. Passed out of Narendrapur in 1982, my section really never got a chance to have him as our teacher. But I knew him otherwise and thoroughly. Ajit'da to my mind would always remain as an undefined character, a man extraordinary, a teacher whom I can never forget. I was close to him for two years. Even had the lifetime chance of spending few hours for few times in his room in the Saradananda Bhavan. Insomniac myself, I still remember how I saw him walking briskly through the dark lanes at those very late hours in the night. His favorite brand, the Charminar Gold (guess its not available anymore), his flask of coffee and his ghost stories remains eternal in my mind. I can still see him standing in a classroom, with his left limb resting on the table, his mesmerizing speech on life science or the two great stories ('Shuorer Bachchha' and Beshya Barir Maati') for class 10 students remains immortal for ever. I didn't meet him since I went out of school, never. But he remained in my mind always and for ever. Sadly enough, on June18th evening itself, I was citing one of his ghost stories to my friends naming Ajit'da and of his persona , without having the knowledge of his passing away. Am sad, am really very sad. He never believed in spirits, though on one occasion he did admit he could not analyse and understand the one ghostly incident, which happened in Saradananda Bhavan during a summer vacation. But whatever be, he remains in our minds, the spirited soul who taught us not only life science, but timeliness, honestly, analysis and courage. His earnings as a teacher is the love and respect from thousands of students like me who live in different corners of the world today. He will be with us as long we are there and the legacy remains beyond the boundaries of one school.

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  5. He is quite simply the best teacher I had ever had. He made me love Life Science, which I was very poor at. His sense of humor was extraordinary. I managed to get a last glimpse of Ajitda when I visited Narendrapur after 9 long years. It was a solemn occasion and brought back a lot of memories.

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