I think it was first half of 2018 when I first met Katie. She used to work in Roam – one of those co-working spaces that I have used since 2010 or so. I was struck by the fact that she knew a lot about Indian dishes and even cooked a few at home. I think “daal” is what she had mentioned.

Over the years we became great friends and even shared a few Indian lunches brought in thru Grubhub. Eventually she left Roam and move on to bigger career moves.

Was good to see her today. (second time since she left). Caught up with her passion in painting furniture and for some reason I cannot fathom now (she is much younger to me), we talked a lot about arthritis!! Go figure!!

Found out that we share a common connection too – we are both claustrophobic!!

Sharmila, Jay Jay and myself had lapped up our first drink in Truck and Tap (well, Jay Jay did not drink – he had his kibbles) and decided to go walk for a bit before we sat down for a second drink. We started milling thru the Friday evening crowd – taking in all the Friday evening folks, dogs and small kids. Jay Jay started looking for more and more “marker” spots.

Suddenly, I heard from behind – “Hey, hey! I know you!!” Looked back and saw a very sharply dressed young lady – who we had passed just a few seconds back – seemingly addressing me. Did a quick look back to see if she was talking to somebody behind me – but she continued – “I am Maria”.

I am not terribly sure how our brains put these things in a flash – but right then and there, I immediately knew who she was.

“Maria? Portland airport? That bar? You two were headed for honeymoon to Bora Bora?”

“Yes!!”

“Ryan?” – I now addressed the gentleman next to her with the cutest little baby with him.

That was simply incredulous. Usually, I am the one who recognizes people and remind them (sometimes to their regret) of how we had met before. Also, I had gotten the airport wrong – it was Los Angeles, as Ryan pointed out.

It was way back in an October 2016 evening that I had dropped down dog tired at a bar in LAX airport to grab some Hot Wings. A young couple came and sat next to me. Of course, I had to make friends with them (I said I was tired, I did not say I was out of character). I distinctly remember Maria picking food from Ryan’s plate before he could even get started – and warning Ryan that nothing would change twenty five years later. Sharmila does the same!! (You can read the whole story here).

Maria and I stitched the story together for Sharmila – who, at the end, nodded knowingly – “That sounds like Rajib alright!”

Maria (actually Maria-Angela), Ryan and I had kept up with each other on birthdays. Both Maria and I lost our fathers in the meanwhile. And they moved to Alpharetta to have their first baby! Ryan apparently had mentioned to Maria that one of these days, they were surely going to run into me!!

Well, today was the day that his premonition would come true! I did not recognize them as they passed me! But they did!! In my defense, they look even more beautiful five years later and both had shades on!

In the meanwhile, Brooklyn (their cute daughter) had taken a fancy towards Jay Jay – who was wondering what the whole commotion was all about. I picked up Jay Jay so Brooklyn could touch him and play with him.

What a memorable evening it turned out to be!!

Who knew that simply moving my chair to give a young couple some sitting space at an airport bar would turn out to be another intersection point right in our home town – literally on the other coast – five years later?

Human beings and human relationships are such a wonderful thing.

And so is serendipity!

Some of the best experiences of my life on the road have been the interesting people I get to meet while traveling. Take this evening as an example.

I was sitting at the hotel bar, catching up on work emails and enjoying Fortunato’s smoked Old Fashioned. In fact, we were all watching Fortunato at his craft, when I struck up a conversation with the gentleman and lady on my left. I explained to them a little about the drink and the smoking process.

One thing led to the other and we made an evening out of it. Turns out Bruce and Mary-Lou were in the city to watch the game and checked in to the same hotel where I was staying. Found out that Bruce has a thing for cars and a passion for retro models.

We were having a great conversation about all things in life when I finally asked him my now familiar to you question: “What is the life lesson you have learnt that you can impart to me?”

Bruce looked at me for a few seconds and said “Wait. Give me a minute. I need to think before I answer. Nobody has asked me this before.”

And then after thinking for a little while, he said “Follow your passions”.

“Follow my passions?”, I asked

“Yes. Follow your passions. Be yourself.”

“Got it. Can I take a picture of you two? I am going to write about our meeting in my blog”.

“Sure”

After the photo, the West couple excused themselves. It was getting late.

But I needed to follow my passion. So, I started blogging!!

After Chitra-masi, I had to visit another person from Durgapur who had influenced me a lot in my early childhood – Dubey-kaku! As a bonus, got to meet Kakima, Ananya and Blake. And of course little Hanae!! Coincidentally, the last time I met Dubey-kaku (about three years back), it was in the same house in Hayward and with all the same folks as in the picture. Hanae was just a couple of months old then!!

She has grown up so much!! Although still not wise enough to avoid a bespectacled bald person!!

Great chat with the whole family. I think I have convinced Dubey-kaku to do a road trip with me before he leaves for India in December!

One of the wicked smart persons I know – Jacob Zodikoff – unfortunately, had thrown his back during a run and could not make it to our meetings in office. Undeterred, I made him come out of his house and join me for a coffee near his place.

Discussions with Jacob are always incredible exercises in learning for me. I met him first a couple of years back when he was barely 22. I was two and half times his age. (I know, the wrong person is throwing his back while running). But his sheer level of intelligence and wisdom is breath taking. In the last few years, we have discussed a lot of things – some have nothing to do with work – and I have always come away realizing that there were many other angles I had not thought thru on the said topics.

Today was no different. Over a cup of cappuccino, the topic de jure was if our traditional way of thinking macroeconomics is relevant any more or have we gone past some tipping point where our theories around the interconnectedness of growth, interest rates, inflation, minimum wage etc has to undergo fresh thinking.

Good coffee. Great debate. Incredible company!

I was very tight on time with meetings the whole day. But Magesh was kind enough to ride up to my office so we could grab lunch together. Magesh and I have gone to the same engineering college (he was senior to me) and even worked in the same company in Dallas.

But the fondest memories I have – and we talked about them – were those from the couple of years he had moved to Atlanta. There were those motorbike rides during the day and evening whiskeys at Zolas with Sharmila and Priya invariably joining us.

Then there were those intense debates on whether time was a fundamental concept or a man made concept. Not to forget the one time we sat down to figure out which was greater – e to the power of pi or pi to the power of e?

Ever since he moved back to California, I miss his sharp sense of humor (“You can talk the talk. Can you now text the text?” 🙂 )

During my birthday call to Pinaki in July, we had agreed to meet up whenever we were going to be in the same city. We have way too many interests to talk about. Our interests do not necessarily overlap but we have one common interest – and that is to have a lot of interests.

I have a very vague memory of how I met this gentleman first. We were in the same company and he reminded me that my classmate from first grade – Pratik Pal – had put us together twenty years back. But what excited me most about Pinaki is all the other things he has done outside of work.

He is a mountain climber (the only person I know who made it to Camp 2 in Mt. Everest at 22,000 feet), motorcyclist (just returned form a 300 mile trip) and a marathon runner.

He joined in a Sitar class together with his young daughter five years back. Like the experience of Tom Vanderbilt in his book “Beginners”, Pinaki’s daughter too quit soon. But he continues to learn and play the sitar to this day. Additionally, he haas learnt singing (again, like Tom in that book) and, he does “natok” (Bengali word for stage drama).

He is also a bit of a photographer and an avid reader.

We had some great discussions sitting out in the cold in the middle of a street in Yerba Buena district over some hot breakfast. The topics mostly swirled around the meaning of a true pursuit of happiness in life. And how we often run the risk of losing the bigger plot.

Eventually I had to leave for my office meetings. But, I have to come back and finish up the discussions we got started on.

After a full day of meetings in downtown, made a quick dash to Menlo Park to check in on a friend from the early 1970s. Jayanta and I share a unique connection. While we were one grade apart, we always studied in exactly the same schools!

We went to Benachity Junior High School and then to St. Xavier’s, Durgapur and then to Narendrapur Ramakrishna Mission and finally to IIT- Madras!

It was good to see Chitra-masi, Amita and Onamika too!!