When I pulled up the nytimes this evening, I saw a headline I thought I would never see. To those of us who have been brought up reading Verne and Asimov, this was the man we thought we live forever. Arthur C. Clarke passed away today but his incredible legacy will live on in the minds and ideas of many generations to come.

Growing up in India, I often retreated into my books of pure utopia. Books about neutron stars and hypergates and space elevators and the worldnet. This was the man whose fertile mind spawned so many of those wonderful creations that now are beginning to morph into our living reality.

It is not often that we lose a visionary whose imagination alone has been able to move the minds of some of the most innovative and inquisitive amongst us. There will be many others who write about his books, his writings, his inventions and his musings. I merely write about the loss I feel.

There are some writers who become a very part of our DNA. Whose sense of curiosity becomes the standard to which we aspire.  Among my ACTG's, there dwells a part that will forever be ACC. Journey well Mr. Clarke.