Interestingly, in an interview to a website in 2002, he was asked, “Where do you see yourself 10 years down the line?” Narang had replied, “Given the amount I smoke, I should be dead.”

If the smoke didnt take him down, something else did. Sourabh passed away on June 26th, after battling stomach cancer for more than 7 months, ever since it was discovered (on Nov 17th, ironically his birthday). An award winning film-maker, his entire life lay infront of him, which is what makes this loss even more tragic. He not only leaves behind memories of being the perfect son, husband, brother and professional but a lot of things undone that were waiting to be touched by him.

I find death as a rather (for lack of better words) fascinating…something. While most people leave this earth in a normal manner, some of them leave me baffled. Sourabh and his entire family travelled to Sri Lanka, in search for an alternate treatment to his cancer, when all other standard allopathic means had failed. He was already quite weak, maybe even knew that the end was near, and yet the journey was undertaken. Only to be his last. He died not in the country where he belonged, but miles away. As if he went there only for that! As if some previous birth unfinished business had to be taken care of!

Plus the interview above. I am sure he was fibbing about it, but was he really? Did he really know. Or even if he didnt, did someone else within him know? And make him speak?

When you lose people who had so much of talent and potential and who were one of the best humans you have met, it hurts a lot. A lot.

But he is gone…and now it remains for his family to muster the courage to live on. Time is a healer but it doesnt always heal fast. The time till then will not be easy!

Even though you couldnt fight the cancer, Bhaiya, I know you wanted to, till the last minute! You are a winner!