Hope you are smiling down on your daughter and granddaughters swimming their hearts out today in first swimming relay race together xxx Miss you Prags

Scared and excited to be doing half-marathon in your memory Prag - hope I can do you proud x

Happy Fathers Day Prag from your loving children and grandchildren xxx

"Yoo hoo! " After 3 years, I can still hear your dulcet tones, as you came in the door. Love you and miss you Priya

Dearest Prags, wherever you are, sending you a laugh and a hug x

Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London... Could imagine you smiling down on me today Prag in the dappled sunlight coming through the trees as I passed the iconic landmarks.

You were so much more than a father to us. Friend, comedian, artist, driving instructor, handy man, super nanny, life coach and man who knew everything. Missing you x

Proud Grandparents. I treasure those times we spent together looking after the grandchildren. Prags was so gentle and attentive and had unlimited patience. I can still hear his greeting as he came in the door "yoohoo, back-up here!"

“People do not die for us immediately, but remain bathed in a sort of aura of life which bears no relation to true immortality but through which they continue to occupy our thoughts in the same way as when they were alive. It is as though they were traveling abroad.” ― Marcel Proust

Majid has set up a blog about Pragyan's work: http://acmeart.wordpress.com/

From Tom, London, UK on www.midsummermorning.com In Memoriam - Deva Pragyan - September 1947 - December 2011 - He went as peacefully as he lived.

From Maha in London, UK: Thank you for all you have done And all you have shown us And for all that you held dear And for the many blessings on our journeys you wished us Thank you for being You and being sincere Because in our hearts, you are still here!

For most of the 70s we-Barbara and Kelvin (as they were then) Sandra and Tony, and ourselves-Doulla and Jos-were close. All making our way and starting families. Those early days in Ipswich now have a golden glow. Of all of us Pragyan was the nicest, most tolerant, most even tempered and easiest to be with- a huge smile and a pair of glasses. An important part of our lives goes with him. "What will survive of us is love"- Philip Larkin

From Arpana Greg in California, USA I'm devastated. I've tried a couple of times to reach him unsuccessfully over the past few months. Now I know why. I last saw him about 2 years ago for a short but great visit. I'm glad I had that time with him. There is now a hole in my heart that cannot be filled. "The life of the dead is placed in the memories of the living... The love we feel in life keeps people alive beyond their time" - Cicero

From Kiran in USA: Hello dear Priya, The news of Prags parting is indeed a shock, though I didn't know his health condition and only have kept up through Arp. It brought back fond memories of London and the 3 of us (Prags, Arp and I) walking all over the neighborhood and beyond all day going to markets, the park and hanging out. I still have a circle 1 he made and I put it on my altar in Quan Yin's arms and sang a blessing for his transition out of body. He is a big spirit and big heart and I send you, Majid and Majida hugs for his physical absence in your life. I miss you all and it has been such a long time...

From Trinda in Byron Bay, Australia: Priya thanks for letting me know. Yes a big big grin is what I remember most clearly about him. That and his committment to osho of course. Glad it completed peacefully. I have spent some few months this year making a shrine.. part of a project to celebrate death more fully that several of us were part of. It has a few people from the last year's names in. I had to add another old friend last week (Sadhya Rippon let me know) and now I will add Pragyan.

I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.