In Memory of Nitu...

All great men should have some place where near and dear ones can visit and walk away with the feeling of having met the person.

I am very pleased today that such a place has been made. A statue of our beloved Dr. Nitu Mandke has been established at his dream project, the now Kokilaben Dhirubhai Ambani Hospital.

The bust was unveiled yesterday at the hands of Padmabhushan Dr. Raghunath Mashelkar in the presence of Shri Manohar Joshi.

Dr. Mashelkar, an eminent person who has dedicated his life to Research and development and nation building, is an advisor to many corporates and the winner of innumerable prestigious awards from around the world. He spearheaded the successful challenge to the US patent on the use of Turmeric for wound healing and also the patent on Basmati rice. Dr. Mashelkar and Nitu met on several occasions mainly during 20 minute flights between Mumbai and Pune and discussed various topics. (It has always amazed me how Nitu could talk to any person of any stature with equal ease and knew just what to talk about too.)

I felt it was befitting that Nitu's statue be unvield by such a great man. Dr. Mashelkar had wonderful things to say on the occasion. Coincidently he had also given a speech in the IMA building named after Dr. Nitu Mandke in Pune just the previous day.

Shri Manohar Joshi, the guest of honour, was extremely enthusiastic about honouring my invitation and made a remarkable speech that lightened the mood and my heavy heart.

The function was in the Dr. Nitu Mandke Convention Centre on July 27th 2009.

Any such function brings a great amount of bittersweet joy and I would like to thank all who came to share these emotions with me. As also I would like to thank all those who provide constant support to me throughout as I walk forward....

When in the Hospital, I can picture Nitu walk with pride in his flamboyant style and I am sure he is very proud of the facility, its quality and the level of service provided there.

About the book...

The original Marathi book, Hridayastha, was published on 23rd May 2004, and the first edition was sold out within the first two months. The second edition did even better. So far twelwe thousand copies have been sold.

I never thought even in my wildest dreams that I would be called upon to give an account of Nitu and my life together, spanning more than three decades. However, looking back I realized that the minute I fell in love with Nitu, life took a strange and beautiful turn. One surprising event after the other kept unfolding. I was the one who got the most of this wonderful human being who tied so many people in the delicate bond of his love. I got the unique opportunity to see many innate facets of his personality, some tender, some rough, some humble and some aggressive.

As Nitu grew in stature, popularity and fame I basked in his glory. He never let go of my hand. It was as if he was drawing his energy from me. He was uncomfortable whenever I showed my displeasure over anything. Whenever he found me in a happy mood his heart seemed to soar, rather like an eagle towards his goals. I had a special place in his heart, an unwavering presence.  Aware of it, I used to draw great comfort and security from that feeling. I was always shy, unsure and defensive about my abilities. However, Nitu never failed to give me encouragement and praise me publicly. I was a willing companion to Nitu at every step of our life together. He was by my side as I grappled with my family issues and problems relating to my medical career. His mother had warned me in my first meeting with her, “He does exactly what he likes, he doesn’t like anybody to interfere with his decisions and nobody should try to do that.” I lived the truth of her statement till the very last minute. Come to think of it, I was not the kind who would be swept off my feet, but love is a tremendous energy. It helped me to counter a virtual hurricane called Nitu. I was not capable of understanding how soaring his ambitions were; however, when I saw his attempts to realize his dreams I became conscious at every step about his extraordinary qualities. I have the greatest regard for Nitu. I was constantly nagged by the feeling that while trying to reveal all facets of his colourful personality I would end up doing injustice to him and to the respect so many felt for him. But this book has been compared with the books of famous authors who have written about their life partners and that in itself is an acknowledgement of its merit.

After Nitu’s sudden death, my father, Kaka, wrote me a letter. He expressed a wish that I write about and reveal the various facets of Nitu’s personality and life. I realised that I too wanted to tell everything about Nitu, who had left for his journey into the next world without a word to anyone. When a close relative suggested that I am the right person to write Nitu's biography, I was shocked. I was not a writer. Moreover, I may not remember everything. I was plagued by self-doubt. I was in a trance for the first few months of writing about each aspect of Nitu’s temperament. It was as if I was meeting him again and again. It was as if he was preparing me for this moment all his life. The inspiration that he had given me during his lifetime will last me till the end of my life.

Many people told me that once they started reading the book they could not put it down until they reached the very end. The main reason for it is Nitu’s attractive personality. This book is a description of my life together with Nitu and the experiences I had gathered over the years.

If Nitu was alive he would have been happy with the response. The thought of his roaring laughter amuses me. He would have said, “Look, didn’t I tell you that mine was an extraordinary life, but you wanted to be a shy lily, bending your head all the time to the ground with embarrassment at the thought of somebody watching you. Now you are realising your own strength.”

I sincerely hope that through my efforts, our story inspires readers across the globe. In keeping with this thought, this year I resolved to reach a wider audience through this blog.

Dr. (Mrs) Alka N. Mandke.