There are so many memories, it’s difficult to choose. He was like my principal, mentor, and teacher. I first met him in 1998, when I came down from Kolkata to try and be a journalist. In those days, you called on the landline. He picked up, and called me to Magna House in Prabhadevi. It was the shortest interview, because he told me, “There is no vacancy”. Then why did he call me? He said, “There is a person working here, who is not built to be a journalist. If he quits, you can come in a few months and be a journalist.” Three months later, his assistant Mario called me.