Remebering our great Science & Maths teacher, Mr. Tiwari.
(Obituary: Mr. R. P. Tiwari 20/11/1925 - 06/12/1990) by his colleague, Mr. G. S. Manduskar.
One wintry morning, in December 1976, when cool breezes from the western coast fanned me comfortably, my astonished eyes remained fixed on a slim, bony gentleman of fair complexion. He was occupied in our staff room with underlining in red, a note-worthy article in The Times of India. I could not bring myself to ask what he was up to, but he himself confessed, "Yes, Sir! This has been my practice from my earlier years." Ah! He was a wonderful man. Was he a politician? No. Nor a diplomat. He was a literary, humble mathematician of great learning, born on 20th November 1925. This was Mr. Tiwari, exercising his profound talent.
He was rather taciturn and original in some of his notions. But he was remarkable for the firmness with which he held some definite, never changing views on culture, education and discipline. Not only was he familiar with the boys of the Academy in his capacity as expert mathematician, but he was equally at home with parents, college youths and intellectuals. He was always surrounded by students. Even at recess time, he was to be found with the students in the lobby, notes and explanations ready, without disturbing in the least his colleagues in the Master's Room. Even a visitor would a warm reception from him. Good tempered, generous and ever-ready to dispense his treasure of knowledge, he would speak confidently, in a manner appreciated by all.
Mr. Tiwari was always affable and unfailingly polite, and extended co-operation and encouragement to the young generation. He was always satisfied with life and looked back with pride on the things he has done. He glowed remembering "the good old days", the fun, the friends and the work. He enjoyed the life which his merits and reputation offered him.
Even in his palmy days, at the height of his popularity, he lived a simple and noble life, always thankful to the goodness of God, who provided all with His bounty making life pleasant and agreeable.
Mr. Tiwari was quite flexible in his thoughts and was a very convincing conversationalist. He spent most of his time attending to weak students, and the sick and comforting the afflicted. He mingled with children, was familiar with servants and strongly attached to the home and family. I was shocked to read of his sad demise on 6th December 1990. A noble man, a guiding star, an urbane well-wisher has passed away, leaving behind a large number of his admirers, friends, well-wishers, his wife, two sons and a daughter.
"Thus to relive the wretched was his pride,
And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side,
But in his duty, prompt at every call,
He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all.
And as a bird each fond endearment tries,
To tempt its new-fledged off-spring to the skies,
He tried each art, reproved each dull delay,
Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way."
I pray the Almighty to bestow peace upon the departed soul. Good-bye our dear ingenuous, serious, good master.
- Mr. G. S. Manduskar
Art Master (Retired)
St. Xavier's Boys' Academy
(Obituary: Mr. R. P. Tiwari 20/11/1925 - 06/12/1990) by his colleague, Mr. G. S. Manduskar.
One wintry morning, in December 1976, when cool breezes from the western coast fanned me comfortably, my astonished eyes remained fixed on a slim, bony gentleman of fair complexion. He was occupied in our staff room with underlining in red, a note-worthy article in The Times of India. I could not bring myself to ask what he was up to, but he himself confessed, "Yes, Sir! This has been my practice from my earlier years." Ah! He was a wonderful man. Was he a politician? No. Nor a diplomat. He was a literary, humble mathematician of great learning, born on 20th November 1925. This was Mr. Tiwari, exercising his profound talent.
He was rather taciturn and original in some of his notions. But he was remarkable for the firmness with which he held some definite, never changing views on culture, education and discipline. Not only was he familiar with the boys of the Academy in his capacity as expert mathematician, but he was equally at home with parents, college youths and intellectuals. He was always surrounded by students. Even at recess time, he was to be found with the students in the lobby, notes and explanations ready, without disturbing in the least his colleagues in the Master's Room. Even a visitor would a warm reception from him. Good tempered, generous and ever-ready to dispense his treasure of knowledge, he would speak confidently, in a manner appreciated by all.
Mr. Tiwari was always affable and unfailingly polite, and extended co-operation and encouragement to the young generation. He was always satisfied with life and looked back with pride on the things he has done. He glowed remembering "the good old days", the fun, the friends and the work. He enjoyed the life which his merits and reputation offered him.
Even in his palmy days, at the height of his popularity, he lived a simple and noble life, always thankful to the goodness of God, who provided all with His bounty making life pleasant and agreeable.
Mr. Tiwari was quite flexible in his thoughts and was a very convincing conversationalist. He spent most of his time attending to weak students, and the sick and comforting the afflicted. He mingled with children, was familiar with servants and strongly attached to the home and family. I was shocked to read of his sad demise on 6th December 1990. A noble man, a guiding star, an urbane well-wisher has passed away, leaving behind a large number of his admirers, friends, well-wishers, his wife, two sons and a daughter.
"Thus to relive the wretched was his pride,
And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side,
But in his duty, prompt at every call,
He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all.
And as a bird each fond endearment tries,
To tempt its new-fledged off-spring to the skies,
He tried each art, reproved each dull delay,
Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way."
I pray the Almighty to bestow peace upon the departed soul. Good-bye our dear ingenuous, serious, good master.
- Mr. G. S. Manduskar
Art Master (Retired)
St. Xavier's Boys' Academy
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