Mohan gave me 54 wonderful years of my life. I am extremely blessed! I got married and came to the United States with someone I had known for only a month. He turned out to be a partner anyone could only dream of! He was the sunshine of my life!
Beyond his kindness and generous heart, Mohan moved through the world with humility. He treated everyone with unwavering respect and never held a grudge. Despite his many successes, he was a man of deep modesty; he never boasted about his career or his achievements, preferring instead to let his character speak for itself. He was a gentle soul who would never seek to hurt anyone.
He lived by the principle from the (Baa-ga-vad) Bhagavad Gita — to do one’s duty without expecting anything in return. He truly lived that every day. He didn't just believe in this; he embodied it every single day. He moved through the world with a meticulous, gentle grace—to Mohan, duty was never a burden; it was simply his way of life.
We were a team in everything. Together, we planned, organized, and embraced all that life offered. We were bolstered by the love of relatives and friends who stood by us—especially through his journey with cancer. We could not have done it without their love and support.
As a father, he was devoted—offering guidance, patience, and immense pride in his children’s achievements. As a grandfather, he was a source of pure joy, whether he was focused on a board game or sharing in their latest activities.
My sister once said that Mohan and I were 'two bodies and one soul.' We were deeply connected in everything we did.
It is not only our family who has lost him; the world has lost an extraordinary man. But his immortal soul will continue to enrich and guide all of us whose lives he has touched and made a difference.
I'm sharing the prayer and principle he's followed since his early days ...