Meeting Satha again in Canada after almost 50 years felt like life had given me back a piece of my youth. Time had passed, our lives had taken different paths. Yet his smiling face, gentle nature and effortless way of talking to every one remained exactly the same. it was as if no years had gone by at all. Just few weeks back, Satha planned for our 12B classmates in Canada to meet before the summer ended. None of us imagined that he would leave us so suddenly - before we could share that long awaited get together What I always remember is his kindness. his warm smile, and the- making every person way he spoke to everyone without hesitation, without preference, without ego. he had a rare gift-- making every person feel valued . That is the Satha we carry in our heats.