Roop (shortened version of Roopnarine) was the son of Seukeran (commonly known as Driller) and Phooljarya.  Driller was a good friend of Madan and discussed the possibility of a union between Roop and one of the jewels of Madan. Roop paid a visit to the home of Madan, fastened his eyes on Romasha, and indicated his choice.  Roop was six years older and already experienced in the ways of women.  Roop was a tall, dark and handsome man who was extremely hard working and diligent.  He possessed a solid sense of family and was committed to the home. The actions of his father scarred Roop’s psyche. Driller inherited much wealth and lived by two cardinal principles: “You pass this way but once” and “Eat, drink, make merry, for tomorrow, you may bury.  Driller, together with Phooljarya, fathered 11 children, with Roop being the eldest boy. Roop left school at 12 years old and started to engage in activities to look after his younger siblings. He was an industrious teen (in the later 1940s and early 1950s, which made him a man) who went to great lengths to provide food for his family. He was a man with courage and an insane ability to deal with pain; one of his favourite stories involved the self-infliction of a machete wound across his knee, which he patiently stitched with thread and needle, of course, without anaesthetic. Later in life, my siblings and I observed that Roop and his siblings all possessed a flawed sense of love. Roop cared but never expressed love. His view of love was providing food, clothes, and education. Perhaps this was enough.  In later years, Rajendra grew to understand and appreciate the unrelenting love of Roop for his family.

When Roop took his young bride home, she met her sisters-in-law, some younger and others older than her. As was the tradition in Indian households, she quickly assumed the role of a servant, being at the beck and call of her mother-in-law and sisters-in-law and walking long distances to fetch water and wash the clothes of the extended household, even their underwear. It was a life of much hardship.  Roop was helpless to act as he had ingrained respect for his father. Finally, with great courage, he ran away with Romasha to Penal, where they set up a house.

The strain on the family resources grew with the arrival of two children within three years of marriage. Fortunately, a friend of Roop gave him some old material from a house that he had dismantled, and one day, Roop and other friends built his first home. With his penchant for hard work, it was only a matter of time before Roop found a way to improve his financial lot. He purchased a taxi car and commenced the trade of a driver for hire. He moved his small family back to his home area of Siparia Old Road into a three-family barrack typical of that occupied by former indentured labourers.  He built a village grocery which led to an increase in family wealth. Roop later became a petty contractor with Texaco. With the departure of Texaco, he lost his contract, and he moved on to new economic activities, namely becoming a lottery vendor and an agricultural feed supplier. Roop was a man who mainly expressed himself in sayings. Roop is the father of  Rajendra Ramlogan, the founder of  Traum House Lodge.