Today is the 100th birth anniversary of my respected father, Dr Keshap Chander Sen, PhD, born July 6, 1926.
My father was born into the privileged life of the educated, landed gentry. His father owned a large parcel of fertile land and served as a District Magistrate. When my father was a graduate student in Lahore, the brutal and bloody Partition of India by the unthinking British Empire made him a penniless refugee overnight. Despite the perilous risks of fleeing to safety, he achieved a Master's Degree in Economics from Delhi University within just two years of becoming homeless and destitute.
A proud citizen of undivided India, he served the Punjab Civil Service from Shimla for eight years before pursuing higher studies in the Netherlands, England, and Belgium, where he attained his PhD in Economics. His scholarly endeavors and published writings secured for him membership in the Royal Economic Society and appointment as a development expert in the United Nations system. It was in this time that he met and married my respected Mother, Zoë Antoinette Calvert, who was deployed overseas in the United States Foreign Service.
From his start at the International Labour Organization in Geneva in 1965, through postings with UNDP, ECA, and UNIDO in Ethiopia, Nigeria, Lesotho, Afghanistan, Austria, Zambia, Trinidad, and a dozen or more short assignments across Asia and Africa, my father served the cause of global development and prosperity for more than three decades. In that time he traveled to dozens of countries and made friendships with a dazzling variety of people from every station and walk of life.
He and my Mom raised four boys on four continents, overcoming adversity and hardship, war and deprivation, and family tragedies. In 1983, my Dad temporarily retired from the UN system and moved his family to Charlottesville, Virginia. In his time in Virginia, my father focused on putting us kids through school and became an ardent devotee of revered Sri Swami Satchidananda of Yogaville.
My father spent his later years in quiet and genteel retirement in Mysore, where he built a vibrant social circle and engaged in direct charity to those who were least fortunate. It was a highlight of our 2005-2008 posting to the U.S. Embassy in New Delhi to see him often.
My respected father was a proud Indian, philanthropist, raconteur, diplomatist, international civil servant, senior United Nations officer, global traveler, development finance expert, devoted son, husband, father, grandfather, paragon of honesty, naturalized American, humble seeker of truth, and devoted adherent to the immortal wisdom of Sanathana Dharma.
On his hundredth birth anniversary, I pay tribute to my respected father’s immortal soul. 🙏🏼