His presence was golden, radiant and sunny. When you sit beside him, you felt a little taller and a little more composed. Words flowed from inside him, rich with experience gathered over the years, just like water or oil come out from inside the earth. His words were useful, comforting and convincing. I met Samarjit Kar for the first time in the seventies when I was at Bose Institute and he was the Assistant Secretary of the Indian Science News Association (ISNA), the office next door to Bose Institute. At that time he was at the peak of his activities, writing a science article every week in the Bengali magazine Desk. And he wrote it uninterruptedly for twenty four years. I considered it a privilege to spend time with him then. When I met him again after about thirty years in the same office as a member of the Editorial board of the journal Science and Culture, I realized that his association was more of a pleasure than a privilege.
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