CN & V Kasan

Miracle Couple …Life is beautiful A dynamic individual passionate about entrepreneurship and people development, a true passion for robust manufacturing of men’s tailored formal suits, MY beloved dad Mr Chandoo Naran Kasan. A charismatic human being with innate leadership and management skills and an eloquent personality that mesmerized his family, friends, colleagues, leaving precious memories based on superb personality and a kind and innocent heart of a child.It has been 37 years since my dad has been paralyzed from 8 major strokes and 16 TIA’s and my mum has been his pillar of strength ever since my dads’ health took their lives by storm.

My parents got married in 1968. My dad was a director of a trouser manufacturing company at the age of 29. The company was called SA Tailors craft. In 1974 during a Business trip to Durban my dad felt ill and was rushed to hospital. My mum was living with her in-laws at that time and my elder brother was 4 years and sister 3 year’s old. My mum was pregnant with her third child waiting in anticipation for my dad’s arrival from his business trip, she got the news that my dad was ill and had to be rushed to hospital. My mum’s beloved husband was diagnosed with a stroke and this was the challenge my mum had to face. Today she describes that tragedy as a crack in the mirror. On the 19 of September 1974 my Second eldest brother was born, my dad was in a coma for three months – my granny told my dad in his ear that god has blessed him with a son – it was a miracle as my dad said the word “Ram” (which means Lord in Hinduism) and my mum named my brother Ram. My dad eventually recovered from the coma and was sent back home. He had lost his speech and senses and became like a child. My mum had to deal with this but took the greatest care of my dad by giving him the best treatments she could find with the little money that she had to survive on. Times were hard as the manufacturing company went insolvent and my parents had to survive on a government grant. I was born in 1982 when my dad was slowly recovering and walked with a walking stick and started talking in broken speech. I am so blessed to be born in this abnormal yet normal family.

As years went by my dads friend Mr. Naik played an important role in our lives and stood with my mum through thick and thin and always assisted in transport to and from the hospital.

During the past 37 years my dad was admitted to hospital several times for m