On Christmas morning, Dominique and I had breakfast in bed and watched a film on Charles de Gaulle. It specifically focused on how, as the French President capitulated to Hitler, General Charles de Gaulle went to Churchill to reverse that decision and keep fighting in World War II. In an unorthodox, typically Churchill way, he
Our last free-flowing conversation was on November 14 in our garden. I didn’t know that this would be the last time I would cook for him. I specifically cooked a lightly spiced Indo-French meal so as not to overpower the wine we were going to drink. Like many Indians, Naren and I didn’t grow up
After we received our vaccines this year, we started getting together in person once again. One August evening, we spent five hours on Naren and Vinita’s lawn. Conversation flowed, tumbling effortlessly from topic to topic. We had originally only planned for a socially distanced, masked, one-hour of catching up. We ended up still physically distanced,
Naren was very close to his brother. They used to speak everyday. Sometimes several times a day. I always found it beautiful to hear him talk about his brother and how much he meant to him. How they went to Madagascar, just the two of them. One of their most recent trips was to go
I have been writing for almost four hours. The rain has stopped. It is sunny outside. There are fewer golden leaves on my pear tree. The ones that are left now glisten as the soft winter sun touches them. I am unspooling reels of memory. I am playing recordings of conversations. Naren loved to travel.
In the Spring of 2020, as we were each trying to understand the pandemic, the six of us started doing Zoom calls regularly. In addition, we were sharing a lot of notes that each of us unearthed. Science. Politics. History. Anthropology. We looked everywhere for clues. Politics, in particular, was a highly contentious subject. Dominique,
Yesterday, as I cried in Dominique’s arms, he said, gently, Naren was a father figure for you. Naren was a father figure for a lot of people in the industry. What he was to me was more than that. Naren was my friend.
Naren and I met in 2010. My Vision India 2020 book had just come out. We were invited to be on a panel together at Stanford. The Indian startup story was just starting to find some traction in Silicon Valley. The Indian startup story, by the way, is different from the Indian entrepreneur story. Indian