Jai

Jai

Sometimes you have to go far away before you come back together again.
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In this case, it was halfway across the world & a decade in between. But I’ve known Jai for more than half my life. We met when our juvenescence blurred our perception of time – when summers lasted forever & trips to the pool felt fleeting. When e-cards were all the rage, when I didn’t speak English.
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And that makes Jai a second sympathetic self. Someone whose presence & perspective is steady, soothing. Who knows what you were before you were you.
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Jai landmarks my lesson of staying in touch with kindred spirits. You never know when they’ll swoop back in & add adventure.
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He’s someone who leads with action and compassion, hard work and honesty. He has the spectacular combination of supreme accomplishment and sublime humility. A believer in the power of community, in learning from everything, in greeting others with an open hand, an open heart.
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But Jai also knows the importance of taking respite.
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What started as a joyride to Windsor Castle became a cycling excursion to Cambridge, to Oxford, to Amsterdam, across Czech Republic. We’ve been drenched to the bone, utterly disoriented, spellbound by the scenery. From navigating remote villages to tinkling around Berlin, Jai carries kindness & stamina & satire.

A friendship configured on: where next?
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Over time, it becomes an almanac of stories & memories: some that make you laugh, some that make you smirk, some that make you cringe. Jai made me my first email address: masala007@hotmail.com. That same one I applied to university with.
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There’s nothing like an early morning ride: you, the bike, Jai and the day ahead. Here’s to many more.