Random Thoughts: Pleasures of Thinking Wonderfully

By KAN D. MARIWALLA

Amazing life experiences, joy, love, disappointments, and despair, does not bring the spirit down but makes you ride high up on the successful horse to rectify the difficulties, and create great memories. Find friends where you did not expect and did not go searching for new loyal friends and affectionate philosophers without desire to prove yourself.
Trends and culture of the past and present and their long lasting challenges and implications are delightfully described.
Diplomacy and politics at home and internationally was not at all stressful, instead thrives with exchanges of opinions, emotions and gratitude.
Realities of aging graciously and not traveling far reflects strong light on the physical challenges of wear, tear, growth and disintegration of various body parts, and accepting them without fear or unhappiness. This life is precious and delicious to experience.
This genuine elder statesman has poured his heart and emotions to describe experiences of life without reservation and some disappointments, and handling them with gracious diplomacy till the end of Life.
Towards the end when the mind is very much Alive and the Body (physically) declines with normal aging process as known at present, his thought process is crystal clear for Love of Life and many Friendships. His social connections live on beyond his physical beingLife.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Oct 12, 2012
• ISBN: 9781477152553

KAN D. MARIWALLA

-For those who knew Kan, his death will not end our relationship. - For In the end, Longevity and success depends - Not on the length of his years - Nor on the peaks of his performance - But on the multiplicity of human contact and interactions. - On how many lives he touched, and per chance helped. - And whether he gave more to the world than he took from it. - And certainly our friend Kan touched many lives and gave much to the world and connected with our spirit.

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Contents

Grateful Acknowledgments

Introduction

A Tribute To Kan Mariwalla

For Lawrence High - School Leadership Group Class Of 2003

Lost In Time Exiled In Existence

Whispering Shadows

Autumn Leaves

Love Poem

Birthday Reflections

Autumn Of My Life

Letter To A Dear Friend

A Victim Of Time And Technology

Ascent In To The Depth Of My Heart

The Professor

A Night’s Journey

The Son

Important Letter

My Friend

Guyana

Bangkok - An Old Friend

6Th Year Of Unsound Mind

Because?

A Love Poem To Volunteers Of National Council Of Jewish

Women At Five Towns Senior Center

Picture Postcard From Home!

Revelation

Tyranny Of Symmetry In Modern Science

Remembering The Future

My Dearest Old Friend

Guide To Schools, Churches & Community Organizations

Five Towns Senior Center Rummage Sale

Individual Liberties

Nomad Wanderer

Cosmic Voyage

To Take The Time To Dream/To Come Back To Still Water

A Tribute To Gopal Chetanram Mariwalla

As I Live I Learn

Youth Beauty And Justice

A Brief Encounter, An Abiding Impact

Old Fashioned! Who Me?

Creation Of A New Universe

From Calculus To Computers

An Enchanting And Enticing Personality

For The Incredible Friend…

I Don’t Celebrate

My Birthday Any More

Invitation

Matrimonial Column Ad

Why - Oh Why - Why

Skationary

From ‘Tonight’

Compassion And The Competitive Society

Sunset -

The Bare Tree At Atria

The Eleven Commandments

Proposal And Marketing Plan

Look To This Day!

A Lost Language

The Previous Occupant

Parting The Rain Curtain

Stray Thoughts

You Can Choose Your Own Future

Vanishing Rainbows

Shadows

Vacating An Apartment

When Driving On Route 80

There Are Women

This Is Our Last Hour - Together,

I Asked God -

Walk Along Lido Beach: Some Reflections

Caste Culture And Creativity In The Indian Subcontinent

India 50 Years

For An Extraordinary Man

A Short Walk Now Takes Me Far

Pegasus Guyana

Kan Mariwalla In Memoriam By Ms. Irene Levy

This book is lovingly dedicated

To the ever lasting memories of

My generous loving parents

Ami and Babu,

Who devoted their entire life nurturing me.

Grateful Acknowledgments

To all my wonderful friends and family

For typing, editing, compiling and

Printing Random Thoughts

Introduction

Kan Dharamdas Mariwalla was born in Sehwan, Sindh, India

Grew up in Karachi, undivided India, till 1945.

Traveled extensively the World as Chairman, and Managing Director National Industrial Development Corporation of India, Chairman Executive Board: Standing Conference on Public Enterprises (SCOPE) of India, Director, National Research Development Corp (NRDC), India, United Nations Industrial Development Organization (UNIDO), United Nations Development Programme (UNDP), ESCAP, ECA (Economic Commission for Africa), ICPE ( International Center for Public Enterprises), multiple positions UN: Economic and Social Commission for Asia and the Pacific and finally settled in Hewlett, New York. Most of his work in this book was created in Hewlett NY, his ultimate Home away from home.

A Tribute to

Kan Mariwalla

By Mr. Donald Newman

(As paraphrased from his own words)

On January 19th 2012 a wonderful and noble man, we all called our friend, Kan Mariwalla, was gathered unto the gods.

We are assembled here today, to bid him farewell, but also to celebrate our own good fortune in having known and loved him.

Many of us had only known him for a few short years, but yet we feel as though we had known him all our life. We were dazzled by his wit and his wisdom (indeed his knowledge was remarkable). But infinitely more important than his mind, were his many acts of kindness and the generosity of spirit that we all experienced. He had a wide, large, heart, which reached out to all who crossed his path.

But eventually his heart broke out of the earthly boundaries imposed by his body and merged with the Great Universal Heart.

Kan believed in the duality of things. Honoring this belief: Here is Kan’s eulogy in his own words.

On the bright sunny afternoon 19th of January 2012, my life’s journey ended on this earth.

But did it really end?

And why do the few hours since my death appear interminable, while the years that I lived seem to have gone by in an instant?

This enigma makes me meditate on time and eternity and on Life and Death.

And I continue to ask myself Where am I now?

And I soon realized the folly of our thinking:

For Time and Space are but constructs of the human mind,

And what the human mind may create,

The human heart can erase.

And in the span and reach of the human heart, days and distance disappear, like the mist in the morning sun, over Hewlett Bay.

I am a cultural schizophrenic

An evolving product of 2 different cultures - Oriental and Occidental - 

with differing views on life and death.

And I oscillate between the two cultures constantly

Given my background, I cannot help but view Death

Not as the end of life but rather as the Beginning of many Future lives;

Not as a journey into the unknown, but as a voyage to other planes of being -

Other universes - other worlds;

Death as an affirmation and validation of continuity of life;

And finally, Death as Human birthright.

Rather than challenge this view point, I find it comforting to embrace it; and to think that those who are no longer with us, are also moving in some yet undiscovered dimensions: residing in different coordinates of space, and resonating to different rhythms of time.

Mystics and Poets have long speculated and subscribed to this view.

Now in our age and our time - when the dominant paradigm comprises science and reason - Quantum physicists seem to agree with Mystics and Seers, and provide Revalidation for this long - held belief.

Death may be the end of Life, as we know it;

But not the end of relationships.

For those gone away never really leave,

As long as they abide in our memory

And are cherished in our hearts

With love, gratitude and remembrance.

And a departed person does live in our hearts, and shall forevermore.

What then is death?

As a Lebanese poet has said:

What is it to die, but to stand naked in the wind and melt into the sun?

And what is it, to cease breathing, but to liberate the breath, from its restless tides, so it may expand and rise unencumbered to meet the infinite.

Only when you drink from the sea of silence SHALL YOU INDEED SING.

And when you have reached the mountain top

Then shall you BEGIN TO CLIMB.

And when the Earth has claimed your limbs shall you truly dance.

And yet we do feel the separation, the absence, the unbridgeable distance, and the vacuous void.

And we feel the moment of death of our loved ones, as infinitely precious, because it seems so inexorably terminal.

Mystics and Seers say that this is because of the ILLUSION OF TIME.

The illusion that