He was just 23. But the passion he felt for India was already burning bright. He didn't speak to impress, he spoke to stir something. And he did.
Years later, even as cancer closed in, he asked for the national anthem to be the last song he’d hear. That was Amit — to his last breath, a believer in the promise of this country.
I miss Amit every day. And I often find myself thinking about what InCred could have been if he were still around. I’m a madly passionate builder, and I’m lucky to be surrounded by some incredibly talented people—but Amit was one of only one, irreplicable and irreplaceable. I can only imagine the magic he would’ve brought to everything we’re building.
Sharing this because I think it deserves to be seen. Hope you enjoy his words as much as I always did.
P.S. He was a poet at heart—his Hindi had a rhythm few could match. You’ll hear it here.
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