‘A top mind’ is what is said of him by his peers. Getting into the best engineering college in India - IIT - on a full scholarship turned him into a mini celebrity in his small town of Balasore and the ‘blue-eyed boy’ in his family. True to his name - Adhir - meaning restless, he never settled till he was forced to. As was practiced by many of the post-partition generation, he journeyed from India to the UK to find work in his profession leaving behind his wife and daughter who joined him a year later. He made a home for them in a sweet little town in Kent for a few years which he then left for a bigger, better home in London. He got restless again and made the jump to the US - specifically Houston. Again,as before, he left first to scope out his new environment. His wife and daughter followed a year later. Since being in the US, he and his wife lived in Pennsylvania and California for a few years at a time but it was finally Houston - his first port of call in his American Dream - where he ultimately stayed put for the last thirty plus years. For the last twenty years and more he battled and beat major health conditions. Perhaps illness was the only way to keep him in one place. Huge support from his incredible community of friends in Houston was a constant all the way.
Throughout the various illnesses, he remained a fighter, determined to conquer anything. And he did. He overcame every single one of those bad boys. Stubborn as a mule, he never gave in … to anything. But ultimately he surrendered after the passing of his wife thirteen days before. To his surprise, it was she who took this last journey first and this time he was the one to follow. He is survived by that daughter who had to make those many moves with him as a child and young adult till she finally took control of her own destiny and headed back to London to call it home. She prays that this man of steel - her father - has found his ultimate resting place and now wholeheartedly appreciates that he, through his toughness with her, also turned her into a woman of steel … a kind of steel he’d never encountered before.
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