We lived in a joint family, and all my cousins – though they’re all settled abroad (mostly US) now, are like my own brothers and sisters, and our bond has remained intact over time.
Was awakened to the news on Saturday that my cousin brother Dinesh, hardly 41 – has expired in a fatal car accident.
A succesful enterpreneur running a chauffered service, he was one of the most precise careful and smooth drivers (I myself have experienced this reputation when he’d taken me around a tour of DC while I’d visited him there). He leaves behind a distraught family including two wonderful daughters aged 2 and 4, too young to comprehend the implications and consoling their Mom saying that their Dad would be back soon.
He’s the kind of guy who if one regrets about some stupid thing one has done, says that well atleast it is done and here is what we can do to fix it.
This was a kind of reminder of the fragility of my own existence.
About page of Deluxe Transportation. I might’ve felt it just looks like an advertisement, but knowing him I know he really means what he’s said here and has really worked hard and lived his dream.
Founded by Dinesh Ganganna and Mary Davis in 1990 upon the idea of providing the finest chauffeured services to clients in the Washington DC area, Deluxe Transportation began with a modest fleet of one stretch limousine.
We have steadily grown into one of the largest and finest fleets of luxury vehicles in the area. We have now expanded it throughout the world.
We attribute our success to our commitment to providing the finest service available and a dedication to the art of chauffeuring. Integrity and loyaltly are the top focuses of our company.
We have enjoyed enduring relationships over the years. Whether you’re a first-time client or an old friend, you can always count on our superlative five-star service.
After my Dad’s death, I’ve faced quite a few deaths of close ones in my family but without that much regret because I felt that I had given everything of myself while they were there. But in case really it left a vacuum because I had really drifted out of touch with him off late. My grief may have been more of my own self-pity at the vacuum he leaves within me, but when it subsided I signed his guestbook:
Dear Dinianna I’m the most fortunate guy on the planet to have been blessed with a brother like you. I cherish your sensitive nature, thoughtfulness, your outstanding sense of excellence and professionalism, your cheerful affection, your love for the whole family’s children as if they were your own, your deep care and concern – and I hope to inculcate atleast a little bit. With deep gratitude for being a part of my life, and wishing you peace and happiness wherever you are! Thank you for all your time you shared so generously with all of us.
– Yours affectionately, Sanjay
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