L. G. Deshpande - Avid Swimmer and lover of rivers, lakes, waterfalls and sea :
His love of travel and love of nature had no end. There are so many stories about how much he loved the water and how many lives he has saved while swimming. He taught many children and adults to swim. His love for swimming was so genuine that in his latter days he built a swimming pool on the ground floor at his school called Taranagan and built a 5 story building over it. This was in 1965 and those kinds of concepts and buildings were just not there in India at that time. He was always ahead of his times when it came to thinking and getting things done that sounded impossible to achieve.
He was an avid swimmer and so natural in the water. He was the most powerful swimmer in the Pune Scout in those days. He would come to Tilak Tank and as a tribute, all swimmers would go to the side of the swimming pool and he would shout come on lazy people start swimming. As a joke whoever would not come to the side of the pool he would jump in and take him underwater and make him grasp for his breath.
( Dubbi in Marathi). Many people took the challenge to give him a dubbi but no body ever succeeded.
There was a group of wrestlers in Pune they decided that they are going to go to the Tilak Tank and make sure that they will give a Dubbi to my dad. Many of them tried in vain and it was frustrating for them to accept the defeat. My father once told them that they were wrestlers on the ground but he was the best wrestler in the water. In the end, they gladly accepted the positive spin to their defeat.
He used to select 12 teenage students every year and train them in swimming. Every year for 12 years he would take these 12 students of his to the fully flooded river and jump with all of them in the roaring waters from Lakadi Pul in Pune. He would stand on the middle pillar with 6 students on each side and jump in the muddy red waters of the flood.
Here is some idea of the Mutha River Floods
My mom with the other moms would be waiting with towels at the other side of the river near the Bund Garden Bridge praying to the God that everybody should be out safely. As I already told you I was born after 20 years of marriage and that time my mom would really get frustrated and scared. Her heartbeat would go up and she would almost hold her breath until everybody returned safely. She would say to my dad we don't have any children but they are so precious, I don't want us to be responsible for such an unwanted episode if something goes wrong. We will have to live with it all our lives. Really she was so right in her thought process.. but my dad was my dad a dare devil but will always say that until he is not confident, about the student he would not let him jump.
I think about this now and feel wow what an insane adventure and taking risk with the youngsters. But his students believed in him so much that with his one signal all of them would jump in those roaring waters.
It amazes me that all of them, 144 students survived to tell this story to the world and I am sure they will never forget my father and the deep impression and courage he gave them. Many of them tell me that was the changing moment in their lives. A new horizon of what one can do opened for them with that experience.
His teaching was so different he would say life's experiences are really learning. When you learn about nature, about how huge the universe is, it makes one humble and realistic. It teaches you respect. When you take a challenge then you thrive to succeed and work hard to achieve that and that builds your personality.
What a great teaching lesson for all of us.
I will be writing more swim stories that I remember but if you have one please add in comments or send it to me.
His love of travel and love of nature had no end. There are so many stories about how much he loved the water and how many lives he has saved while swimming. He taught many children and adults to swim. His love for swimming was so genuine that in his latter days he built a swimming pool on the ground floor at his school called Taranagan and built a 5 story building over it. This was in 1965 and those kinds of concepts and buildings were just not there in India at that time. He was always ahead of his times when it came to thinking and getting things done that sounded impossible to achieve.
Old Tilak Tank
New Tilak Tank
He was an avid swimmer and so natural in the water. He was the most powerful swimmer in the Pune Scout in those days. He would come to Tilak Tank and as a tribute, all swimmers would go to the side of the swimming pool and he would shout come on lazy people start swimming. As a joke whoever would not come to the side of the pool he would jump in and take him underwater and make him grasp for his breath.
( Dubbi in Marathi). Many people took the challenge to give him a dubbi but no body ever succeeded.
There was a group of wrestlers in Pune they decided that they are going to go to the Tilak Tank and make sure that they will give a Dubbi to my dad. Many of them tried in vain and it was frustrating for them to accept the defeat. My father once told them that they were wrestlers on the ground but he was the best wrestler in the water. In the end, they gladly accepted the positive spin to their defeat.
He used to select 12 teenage students every year and train them in swimming. Every year for 12 years he would take these 12 students of his to the fully flooded river and jump with all of them in the roaring waters from Lakadi Pul in Pune. He would stand on the middle pillar with 6 students on each side and jump in the muddy red waters of the flood.
Here is some idea of the Mutha River Floods
My mom with the other moms would be waiting with towels at the other side of the river near the Bund Garden Bridge praying to the God that everybody should be out safely. As I already told you I was born after 20 years of marriage and that time my mom would really get frustrated and scared. Her heartbeat would go up and she would almost hold her breath until everybody returned safely. She would say to my dad we don't have any children but they are so precious, I don't want us to be responsible for such an unwanted episode if something goes wrong. We will have to live with it all our lives. Really she was so right in her thought process.. but my dad was my dad a dare devil but will always say that until he is not confident, about the student he would not let him jump.
I think about this now and feel wow what an insane adventure and taking risk with the youngsters. But his students believed in him so much that with his one signal all of them would jump in those roaring waters.
It amazes me that all of them, 144 students survived to tell this story to the world and I am sure they will never forget my father and the deep impression and courage he gave them. Many of them tell me that was the changing moment in their lives. A new horizon of what one can do opened for them with that experience.
His teaching was so different he would say life's experiences are really learning. When you learn about nature, about how huge the universe is, it makes one humble and realistic. It teaches you respect. When you take a challenge then you thrive to succeed and work hard to achieve that and that builds your personality.
What a great teaching lesson for all of us.
I will be writing more swim stories that I remember but if you have one please add in comments or send it to me.
Jayashree,
उत्तर द्याहटवाI read your 'swimming'accounts with great interest. My father, Baba as we call him, was his student at Gopal School during his middle school days.
During those early years, 'LG' was a huge influence on him and Baba was his favorite acolyte too. This went far beyond school life and taught him how to view life with curiosity and lead a full rich life with multifarious interests. He remained close to 'LG' and called him 'Sir' all his life. All of us in the family knew him as Deshpande 'Master'.
We lived in Delhi but visited Pune during the summers. Meeting Deshpande 'Master' and spending time with him was always a major part of my time in Pune. He used to be an avid photographer too and had his own 'Dark Room'- I was initiated in this skill by him.
He was Family....more than most others actually related to us. He visited us in every home we had, including in Bangalore and twice in the Philippines. He used to create travelogue photos and describe his visits thru slide shows.
I would readily admit his strong influence over my personality too and shaping my interests in Gliding, trekking, photography, outdoors.....creating an insatiable zest and passion for life. I can recount so many more areas of his influence that affected me.I am sure he has influenced hundreds of other people too who were touched and inspired by him leading richer lives
Best....Sanjay
Thanks Sanjay, I thought I will create this blog as a tribute to him. His philosophy of life can help us even today and to the next generation.
हटवाI plan to collect more stories from his students, scouts and family
Jayashree