My sister, Ranjana Smetacek, passed away on September 1, 2023 after a four year battle with Ovarian Cancer. Her body betrayed her. Period.
Ranjana was a doting mom to Bianca and Kartik, and was smitten by her grandchildren, Shaira, Sara and Dhruv. She had a wildly successful career, but her accomplishments and global contributions went way beyond her professional accolades.
She was a brilliant communicator, and fiercely independent. And as Kartik reminded us, she had a pretty good record in winning arguments — 1 million to zero.
As her primary caregivers, Rohini and I had the front seat in her battle with her disease. She was tenacious through her multiple sessions of chemo and scans. She fought with every ounce of her being so that she could live to see her family blossom. She fought for life — why is that such a difficult ask?
During her final days, she was admitted to hospice and in one of our final chats, she held my hand and told me that she was no longer in pain, that she was comfortable, and that she was at peace. Her downward spiral was a shock to all of us.
Her daughter Bianca, spent the last week with her, holding her hand and loving on her, as only a daughter can do. She passed peacefully, way too young and way too tragically. The void she left will stay with us in perpetuity.
I silently wished that she was less brilliant and less well read. She devoured books as if her thirst for knowledge could never be satiated. She read everything and had a deeper intellectual curiosity than any one else that I know.
She often told me that my writing was terrible — thanks Sis — and would often correct my English. Oh well, I never really stopped being a kid brother to her. The last four years, she bought me golf balls for Father’s Day, symbolic of our evolving relationship, and our bond.
To say that our family is heartbroken is putting it mildly. We are learning to cope and live through the grief that never seems to abate. The past few weeks, we have painstakingly disassembled her life and converted her home into a house. More on that later.
For now, we grieve and we relive the memories of a disciplined, brilliant and a one of a kind lady. Our hearts are broken and we miss her dearly. Rest in Peace Sis — till we meet again.
A little bit of your sister will always live in you. A truly heart felt tribute to a well loved sister that gives us an insight into her beautiful life.
So sorry for your loss. Heartfelt condolences. I’m not sure whether time heals or you just get used to the pain. Hugs. Take care Rohini and Hemant
It pained me to read this. Passing on my deepest condolences on your loss. No words can heal the pain but I want you to know I am thinking of your family and sending my love.
James Caparosa.
I remember Ranjana fondly. During the time she lived around Nainital I met her often. Her smile and warmth lit up the room. I was in Junior school when Ranjana was the Head girl in All Saints so we didn’t really know each other in school but whenever she saw me she spoke to me like we went back ages. Ranjana was one of the first girls I admired and looked up to. Her legacy does not only live in her children but also in people like us whom she taught by example. I am sad to hear that she is no more.
So sorry for your immense loss, Ro and Rusty Deepest sympathy. May Ranjana’s beautiful soul rest in eternal peace 💐
My deepest condolences. I am so sorry.
Hopefully time will heal your wounds.
Regards
Markus
So saddened and sorry for your loss. May she rest in eternal peace. 🙏🏻💕🙏🏻
Rusty, So sorry for your loss – our sincere condolences