To Chinnathatha, I remember when we first met as a young child. Knowing that I played the violin, you kindly gave me a CD of violin instrumentals and spent time teaching me clever techniques for my multiplication tables. Those moments have stayed with me throughout my life. In our final conversation over FaceTime, I had the privilege of introducing you to Chandni, my wife. Even then, you spoke so eloquently about Tamil traditions, your childhood, the importance of education, and the responsibility of preserving our Tamil heritage and passing it on to future generations. I always enjoyed speaking with you and learning from your wisdom. You carried yourself with dignity and commanded respect through the depth and meaning of every conversation. We will miss you dearly, but I will always cherish our discussions and the values you shared with me