Showing posts with label Legend. Show all posts
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Sunday, April 5, 2026

Timeless

 A few days back when I was cleaning up my personal email inbox, one particular email caught my attention. It was from my esteemed former colleague Jerry Rosenblum, who is now enjoying his retired life. Jerry and I do not communicate often—in fact last time we communicated was during the early months of COVID in 2020, when both Jerry and I were giving pro bono advice virtually to under-resourced entrepreneurs at the Entrepreneurs’ Legal Advising Clinic (ELAC) organized by the Santa Clara University School of Law. But Jerry has a unique email address that is hard to forget, and I checked that the email indeed came from Jerry’s legitimate address.

The subject line of the email was “Save the Date.” The body of the email contained the familiar-looking envelope from Punchbowl, saying “You are Invited” and a link to open the invitation for details. Looked innocuous, but something told me that this could be a spam—all the years of corporate cybersecurity training on how not to do stupid mistakes seems to have created some instincts—and I wrote to Jerry, “Is this a spam email originating from your email address? Even if it is, at least it gives me a chance to say hello to you.” Jerry is famous for biking all around Los Altos and Palo Alto. So I added, “Hope you are still biking,”

Jerry’s reply came promptly. “Mita, you are exactly right. It is a spam email. Hope you are doing well.  I am still going on group bike rides twice a week.”

Hearing from him assured me that he is doing alright and we decided to meet for coffee in Palo Alto. I did not know how old Jerry actually is. But given the fact that he had incorporated Applied Materials (AMAT) as a young lawyer back in 1967, my guess was that he must be in his late eighties. I know he has practiced actively at my former law firm till he was eighty. That is one good thing about being a lawyer. You can keep practicing as long as you are cognitively sharp. In the silicon valley tech culture plagued by ageism, this almost seems to be a welcome anomaly. I was curious to see if Jerry would come to Palo Alto on his bike.

He indeed biked all the way from Los Altos to Palo Alto, when we met at a nice cafĂ© (“The Farm,” managed by one of our tennis friends) last Friday afternoon. Jerry was there exactly at 4 pm. He greeted me and my partner Ravi warmly. Ravi has worked at Applied Materials for more than thirty years and was eager to meet the lawyer who had incorporated AMAT. Conversation flowed freely, as all three of us are semiconductor history nerds. At some point Jerry reminded himself that he would have to leave soon because he would have to cook dinner for himself and his ailing wife, who is also close to 90. I was speechless. Completely awestruck. I am in my fifties and sometimes I feel like I am getting too old. And here is this evergreen accomplished lawyer, who knew and/or worked with the silicon valley semiconductor giants like Robert Noyce (founder of Intel), Jerry Sanders (founder of AMD), Jim Morgan (former CEO of AMAT), and Dan Maydan (president emeritus of AMAT), still living a normal domestic life at the ripe young age of 91! Meeting with Jerry gave me a whole new perspective—age is what you make of it.



And surprisingly Jerry is not the only legendary nonagenarian that I had the good fortune of meeting recently. Two weekends back Ravi and I went to Oakland to visit Ravi’s PhD advisor Adam Heller, 93, and his lovely wife Ilana, 91. Adam advised Ravi at the University of Texas at Austin in the nineties, but they have never lost touch, thanks to Ilana’s flawless management of their lives split between Austin and Oakland. Adam’s story is a true example of how fundamental science conducted at a university laboratory eventually transcends to a life-saving medical device that is a thundering commercial success. Therasense, the company that Adam co-founded with his son and which later got acquired by Abbott Laboratories, gave the world FreeStyle Libre, which is now the best-selling continuous glucose monitor available in the market. As a patent attorney, it was my absolute delight to talk about the technology behind the product, its evolution, its commercialization challenges, and the legal battle over patent rights.


And while Adam is impressive, Ilana is equally impressive in her own way. I have never met a 91 year old woman who is as sprightly as Ilana. She even baked a cake for us and shared stories from her life devoted to service as the cohesive force of the Heller family.

Meeting with Jerry, Adam and Ilana in the last two gorgeous spring weekends has taught me what it means to be timeless. As I start my journey as a partner at my new law firm, I could not have asked for more inspiration than witnessing these three extraordinary human beings living meaningful and productive lives on their own terms into their nineties. I feel immensely thankful for the connections that I have made along my professional and personal journeys.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

She Almost Makes Me Want to Believe in the Possibility of Reincarnation

She is 76. She looks 60 at the most. Her hair is still jet black (may be dyed, but it doesn’t really matter.) She danced like there is no tomorrow…literally. She said, “I’m in limbo now…not deeply entangled in the worldly existence anymore, but not quite up there either. And when you reach the limbo, at least you no longer have any inhibition about dancing.” She enjoyed her dancing so much that, at rare moments, she overlooked that her voice was cracking because of breathlessness from the dancing. She almost forgot that thousands of fans filled the auditorium to listen to the singing legend that she is, not necessarily to watch her having a good time on stage—dancing, cracking jokes, and just being a diva with the characteristic innocent but starry tantrums.

I can't believe I am writing back-to-back fan posts, as my last blog was about admiring Shah Rukh Khan, but this blog forced itself out almost at midnight after I came back from Asha Bhosle’s live concert at Cupertino earlier tonight. I already knew that Asha is a prolific singer, but tonight I learnt that she has recorded 13,000 songs in her career, and counting! I had watched her perform live back in 1998 at the Kennedy Center in Washington, DC. I was impressed even then when I came to know that she was 65, and still commanded the stage like a young, dynamic performer, who was definitely much more than just a singer. It was simply astonishing to see her tonight after twelve years, as if she has been frozen in time! She looked exactly the same. Her trademark diamond bracelet and the sequins on her brightly-hued saris still gleamed as dazzlingly as they did back then. She is still the vivacious ‘girl’ whose youth rubs off on you. That she can still sing ‘Piya tu ab to aaja,’ ‘Chura liya’ and ‘Mera kuchh samaan’ with ease was enough for me to sway with her music, overlooking the occasional off-key tonality. But, when I was coming out of the auditorium at the end of the concert, I did overhear a few teenagers complaining about being rather disappointed by Asha’s performance. I don’t blame them. They most likely didn’t grow up listening to new chart-buster numbers by Asha as we did. They may have heard her songs being played by their parents, or may have only heard the remixed versions of the originals sung by Asha herself, or some other cover-version artists. Recorded or re-engineered music often sounds more perfect, but lacks the soul of a live performance. The soul is something you connect with as a result of your collective memories and emotions associated with the songs. Unfortunately, the disappointed teenagers didn’t have that advantage. They just saw an old woman delivering an average performance and getting distracted by her own antics. My poor teenagers! One day your children will also come out disappointed from a Nick Jonas concert!

Well, for me, I did feel the soul tonight. The concert was totally worth spending more than half-an hour stuck in traffic trying to find a parking. The boom of the live orchestra resonating within my body, the wild shake-twist by the middle-aged silicon valley techie in my front seat, even Asha’s dancing, and her co-artist Sudesh Bhosle’s gentlemanly gesture of stealthily stretching his hand in case the singing and dancing diva trips by accident—every little thing worked for me. The ageless Asha almost made me want to believe in the concept of next life after this one, if I get to come back with half her talent and energy.

(photo collected from the internet)

Timeless

 A few days back when I was cleaning up my personal email inbox, one particular email caught my attention. It was from my esteemed former co...