Sanatan Ghosh: An Obituary

Now, I don't expect you to have known him. But let me tell you that he deserves more than the passing tribute of a sigh. Though all nature would not stand up and say 'There was a man', he was great in his own way. Most of his days were spent in teaching (free of cost) the poor boys and girls of Rajhaati, a remote village in Hooghly, near Khanakul where Rammohan Roy was born. He inculcated in the local boys and girls a taste for literature and other cultural pursuits. He was one of those 'communists' who could express his views without consulting the party office. And he was humble only before those who were worth it. His death has virtually orphaned hundreds of poor students. I cannot express how much he loved me and how I esteemed him. I cannot help writing a few words about him, knowing it well that words are, after all, inadequate vehicles of emotion. Long live 'Shonakaku'!