I am penning this heartfelt message devoted to the memory of Pt. Ramashanker Choubey (1921-1998), my loving and most understanding grandfather. He was, without a doubt, the most focused, vigilant, and scholarly man I have ever come across in my life.

My Dadaji, Pt. Ramashanker Choubey, was loved and admired by his family and everyone who was fortunate enough to know him before his demise. He was a prominent disciple of Swami Akhilanand Puri, a distinguished intellectual of Astrology from the Shri Kailash Ashram, one of the oldest and first spiritual ashrams, situated in the Himalayan foothills beside the Ganges River in the city of Rishikesh. Eventually, he dedicated himself to the art of astrology and remained committed to its knowledge because of his passion. He never desired any recognition in his practice and ultimately immersed himself in his devotion to celestial science.

Like an delicate flower blooming in the deep forests or a precious stone unmined at the bottom of the sea, his work may not be seen or known by many, but it is nevertheless phenomenal for those who knew him.

My Dadaji was a true gentleman with compassion and modesty and represented the man I wish to be. As i was transitioning through my teens he seems to have spotted my hidden potential & has been the constant influencing force in nurturing my skills around astrology from basics to the core.

Having my grandfather in my life opened my eyes to my inner strength and has motivated me to become and do more. For me, he played the role of a divine angel who provided his blessings and guidance at all times and much more than I deserved. Though he is no more with us on this earthly land, he left fingerprints of grace on our lives, and his teachings will continue to inspire us forever. His love and memory shall never pass away and will always be in our hearts and our prayers. So, I have always cherished & admired my Dadaji as my secret Guru.

I thank my grandfather for helping me grow and planting the seeds of wisdom inside me. I salute him every day of my life and will do till the end.

Following his foot steps