"He was one of the nicest persons I've ever known. Cheerful and always willing
to give a helping hand at any point in time, he had this uncanny knack of
winning over people with his disarming smile and pleasant demeanour.
We had some of the best times together - all those trips as a big, noisy
group to Mercara (jampacked in a van!), then to Kemmangundi (where we
slept in some decrepit bungalow) and later to Ooty which was so impulsive
as we just decided to leave one Friday night.
Manish, being the localite was always forced to be the organiser - and
he sure did a great job.
Then ofcourse all the day-to-day activities we shared : the numerous movies,
dinners at C-mess, the gossip at PD-Block reading room - the list
is endless. The hospitality he used to display at his Jayanagar residence,
proved a haven for all those craving for some delicious home food. Surely, his
parents did not deserve this cruel blow for being the sweetest people around."