My
memories of Badri:
Badri
Narayan was my mother’s cousin, and eight years elder to me, but my
relationship was more of a cousin and an ‘influencer’ to me in many ways.
I
was part of MSR and Badri Narayan (BN) team for six years from 1994 to 2000. Those
six years I interacted, watched and learnt a lot from BN – from ways of
dressing to talking to people to spiritual and religious induction.
BN
was witty by nature but had bouts of short temper which remained for a short
time and then melted away.
BN
was instrumental to my first induction to religious talks. I accompanied him to
such religious talks – I still remember the first religious discourse attended
by me, by Smt. Prema Pandurang ji on Bhagwatham. BN used to say that attending
such religious discourses creates calmness within (atleast during the discourse
sessions) and also will end up learning something. This is a fact. I got hooked
on to this and even today attend any religious discourses.
In
early 1995, I was at BN’s house, when he and his family with few relatives
started reciting “Vishnu Sahasranamam”. I sat down and also was listening to
the recital. Afterwards, when I said I wanted to learn, BN asked to keep a book
and start reciting the sloka with an audio of it for assistance. His point was
to make a start. I did it religiously, and even today recite “Vishnu
Sahasranamam” once a week. Thanks to BN for this advice.
BN
had a great dressing sense. One fine morning, at R&B office, he started
dressing with suits with tie. Still he continued his practice of having ‘namam’
(‘Thirumann’ to be precise) on his forehead, even while wearing the suit. And
watching him, he influenced my dressing style. BN had a pattern of dressing –
plain colors for a week, stripped shirts one week, checked shirts another week.
When much later I had been to his new home, he took me to his wardrobe and
showed me sets of shirts – plain, checked, striped, printed – all kept neatly
and separately. He said every set is for every week. Even today, I dress up
following BN’s concept – each pattern of shirt of each week.
I
vividly remember BN’s liking for ‘white’ color. For him, white color shirt
meant a bright white which should glow. Any dull white was not ‘white’ for him.
When I met him later, and I was wearing a bright white shirt, he commented –
“PV you are wearing a good white shirt”… Such was his idea of perfection.
Coming
to perfection, he was a perfectionist, in whatever he did. I remember he
correcting letters to clients more than four-five times – and in the last
version, there would have been a very small grammatical error – which any other
person would just ignore and leave it – Not BN – He would still correct it. He
was “perfection personified…..”
In
one of the discussions, BN explained his rationale on perfection – “I do not
have any bad habits – no smoking, no drinking. How can you let out? For me
being under pressure from my professional work and trying to achieve perfection
– gives me the satisfaction and also acts as an outlet” A very different theory
– I still remember this thought process of BN.
I
have watched BN in office with a “Things to do” List writing pad on his table.
He had the habit of writing in any small papers available with him when he was
travelling in his car or outside on pending work or work to be done. When he
reached office, he used to take all these small bits of papers and write them
in the “Things to Do” List pad. And he used to execute each of the tasks and
striking it as “Done”. I have just copied this way in my professional life, and
got printed a “Things to Do” List writing pad and use it even today.
BN
had a great quality of returning calls before the end of day. I used to see him
take the list of unanswered calls at office, and return each and every
unanswered call before end of day. I imbibed this quality in my professional
life.
BN
was also a perfectionist in his eating habits. Once when I went home with him
for lunch, there was a silver plate for him. He was served rice which had to be
‘absolute right cooked’ – which meant the rice should not be sticky but should
be like flowers and also hot. Jayashree understood BN very well and served the
best for BN. I was lucky to also get the best that day!!
When
my sister, Rama and cousin, Radha visited Bangalore in 1996, one of the night
stay was at BN’s house. BN was at his witty best – and then planned a trip for
them on what and how to visit places in Bangalore. His plan was executed to
perfection. BN had this quality of charming everybody and very good at
preparing plans for anything – and to perfection.
BN
had great memory. In office, he started the practice of celebrating birthdays
for every staff. We used to sing and cut a cake in office, with BN and MSR
present for the celebrations. BN used to remember and definitely call me on my
birthday to wish me and also called on my wedding anniversary. I used to definitely
call BN on his birthdays and wish him.
On
his birthday in 2016, I had called and wished him. Then I was asking him about
my interest in learning “Thiruvai mozhi” written by Nammazhvar. His immediate
response – “PV, learning Thirvai mozhi will take lot of time and will be
difficult. You start reciting “Kovil Thiruvai Mozhi”, a condensed summary and easy
for a beginner”. Immediately he advised me to download the audio from the
internet and start reciting it along with the audio. His advice has resulted in
me reciting “Kovil Thiruvai Mozhi” every week. He was truly an “influencer” to
many.
In
Feb’18, when BN was being treated for cancer, I went to meet him and was there
with him for the full day. We were discussing about many anecdotes during my
days in R&B and also about many funny incidents with clients. He was in
pain due to the treatment, but was still cheerful and with positive energy. A
client had come in the afternoon that day for advice, and I saw him giving
solutions and options to the client for the problems, despite his personal ill
health. His positive attitude is something one should learn and I have
definitely learnt it.
Sadly,
he is no more with us today, but his memories will remain with me till my last
breath...
- Venkatesh
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