Ranjan was to host the special Holi edition of WPP Stream Asia in Jaipur. His flights were booked. However, he chose to fly to a different destination called Heaven. And I am sure he will be watching us from there, showering his love and blessings.

I have many memories of Ranjan but there is this special one that I want to share with all of you, dear streamers-
On a wintery afternoon in Jan 15 Ranjan called to check if it was ok for him to miss the team meeting scheduled for Wednesday afternoon in Jaipur, a few hours before Stream was going to open. I wasn’t comfortable but I was aware of his seniority and hesitatingly requested if he could come earlier.

He tells me, “Apoorva, I hate morning flights so will you give me a room for an additional night and promise me that we can have a drink together once I reach the hotel.”
That was Ranjan – the legendary adman to the world, a thorough gentleman and an endearing child to me.
You can’t be missed, for you will never be forgotten, Ranjan. RIP Always.
If you have a memory with Ranjan- please do share here.

Chetan Mahajan

The gift

I was a minion (Senior Account Executive) in the same office as Ranjan Kapur, back in 1996. He was a bigshot. Our interactions were few and far between. The one thing that remains with me of his leadership was a gift. Everyone in the company received as a gift on O&M’s 50th birthday.The gift was a set of three Russian nesting dolls – one inside the other. In the smallest one was a scroll which read “If we hire people smaller than ourselves, we will be a company of dwarfs. And if we hire people bigger than ourselves, we will be a company of giants.” I have treasured that lesson ever since. From the giant himself.

Kunal Jeswani

Whisky & Mutton

I remember catching up with Ranjan one evening at Stream, over a drink or two. The conversation drifted through art, advertising, politics and origami... till we ended up talking about great whisky and great food. I remember Ranjan's eyes lighting up as he talked about his father who enjoyed a large peg of whisky every evening of his adult life (and, according to Ranjan, probably lived to a ripe old age because of it). I remember the passion with which he spoke about his favourite Indian recipes. But when we started talking about mutton, he stopped for a minute and a gentle smile crossed face. Mutton had a special place in his heart. We quickly flagged a waiter who was walking around with a plate of mutton starters and devoured them with some pretty decent whisky. It was a good evening. We both walked away happier for it. I think I will put up a Whisky & Mutton counter at the Stream Cookout this year. I think he'd like that.

Ella Kieran


An invisible dog

I'm not sure how it came to be, but the very first time Ranjan and I spoke - he convinced me he had a dog. This became a long running joke until I finally visited him in Mumbai, and realised that he had been pulling my leg. It's barely a story now, more like a moment, but for me, it speaks to the person, who despite status and wisdom, was always in for a good joke. Paternal, kind, always full of humour, busy drawing or cooking. A true hero, and I only knew Ranjan for such a short time. I was fortunate.

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