Tribute to Kishore Saint

TRIBUTE TO KISHORE SAINT

Yet another supporter of people’s movements and sanity in India’s political, social, ecological life, passes on ... a tribute by his colleagues:

"Kishore Saint passed away on the morning of the 15th of August in his home in Udaipur. He is survived by his wife Sudesh ji and two children, Tarun and Amita, son-in-law Roopen Arya and grandson Karan Arya (14).

He was 90 years old. He came to Udaipur at the behest of Dr Mohan Sinha Mehta to head the Vidya Bhawan Rural Institute in 1972. He then went on to be the chief executive of Seva Mandir, a voluntary organisation in Udaipur, for many years. He left Seva Mandir in 1983 to create a tribal-led institution called Ubeshwar Vikas Mandal.
Kishore bhai was a nationally and internationally known Gandhian thinker-practitioner.

He was friends with people like Ashok Chatterji, a pioneer in the field of design and development communication, Ashish Kothari, an innovative environmental activist and author. He was a close member of the Lokayan/ CSDS group that consisted of public intellectual like Rajni Kothari, DL Sheth, Asish Nandy, Smitu Kothari and Vijay Pratap. He brought Kamla Chowdary, head of the National Wasteland Development Board, Chandi Prasad Bhatt, Sundar lal Bahuguna and Anil Agarwal to visit Udaipur to support a peoples movement to afforest degraded lands.

He spent his life implementing Gandhian ideas, advocating for local self-governing institutions of tribals and local people. He was a patron of local culture and spiritual practices. He deeply respected their ethical outlook to nature. He would host the performance of “Gavri,” a 40-day tribal dance ritual in praise of Shiv-Parvati, in Udaipur City to make urban people aware of the richness of tribal culture.

Despite many odds and disappointments in his life, Kishore bhai never gave up his faith in the wisdom and integrity of local communities and Gandhian thought. He bore no bitterness towards those who had wronged him. He was a man of great refinement and compassion.

Towards the end of his life he wrote his memoirs. He was born in India in a village in West Punjab that is now in Pakistan, lived through the Partition almost losing his brother, grew up in Kenya, studied in England, taught at Friends World College, a Quaker college in New York City running global programming. In 1972 he came to India to keep alive the traditions of Constructive Work and Gandhian thought. He was fluent in Urdu, Hindi, English and Punjabi. He was deeply interested in Urdu and would often quote couplets as per occasion. In his last years, he taught countless students about Gandhian thought.

People gravitated towards Kishore ji for good reason. True to his name he displayed a child-like curiosity towards life and this showed clearly in the way he always showed a genuine interest in every person he met. He had an infinite capacity to give of himself and shared of himself to everyone alike. Each person would know and feel that they were important to him and that he valued them.

He belongs in the league of Sarla Behn, Chandi Prasad Bhatt and Sundarlal Bahuguna as pioneers in protecting the environment and believing that grassroots work is the key to making our society decent, self-governing, and democratic. His legacy in Seva Mandir of seeing development in ecological terms and self-governing communities endures.

In the last few years, he increasingly turned his energies to the urgent problem of climate change at the global and local level, a theme that embodies his lifetime concerns regarding nature and communities. Well into his old-age, he engaged and challenged as many youth as he could to think with full attention and engage the world, to understand and act.

He was a person ahead of his times. A tragic hero in some ways. He has left us all with a great responsibility – to feel the crisis that is on hand and face it with all our best efforts.

Bichhd? kuchh is ad? se ki rut h? badal ga?
ik sha?hs saare shahr ko v?r?n kar gay?

Khalid Sharif
Translation:
"He parted in such a way that the season has changed
A whole city stands deserted by one man’s departure"