Birth date: Sep 13, 1966 Death date: Feb 2, 2026
Afterglow I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one. I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny d Read Obituary
Till we meet again brother.
Nitin Saini will always be remembered for his infectious positivity and terrific attitude. No matter the circumstance, he brought warmth, optimism, and a genuine smile to those around him. I had the privilege of being his IBM manager a few years ago, and it was clear that Nitin approached both his work and his relationships with professionalism, enthusiasm, and positivity.
One memory that stands out is our time together in San Francisco during a client visit. Beyond the formal meetings, Nitin truly shined in the way he connected with the client on a personal level. We spent time together outside of meetings and Nitin understood that strong relationships mattered just as much as the work itself.
Nitin’s happiness was authentic, and his presence left a lasting impact. He will be deeply missed by myself and the rest of his IBM family.
I am deeply saddened by the loss of one of our nicest teammates. We worked together on the same product years ago and I always admired Nitin's technical expertise, willingness to learn and contribute. The entire team will miss him tremendously.
I feel fortunate to have met him in person when he visited Toronto.
My heartfelt condolences to his family.
Dear Nitin,
Though you were my uncle, growing up, I always saw you as an older brother I did not have.
You were Neetu to me.
I remember how, at my mum's urging, you tried to be my math tutor, then told my mum they should just let me be. I will be most grateful for that advice. I remember the rotten ghost pranks you and Paras used to play on me during the nightly loadshedding era in Delhi, just to tease me. You were kinder and gentler and would often stop the prank before I actually got to a howling point.
Thank you for being there for me when I was a little girl who wanted a big brother because everyone else had one, and since you were 10 houses away, you had to step in. Thank you for listening to my silly stories and not running away. Thank you for sharing the Tintin, Archie's and Commando comics. My father and mother, Umesh bhaiya, and Veena Bhabhi to you, are devastated since the news came.
Sonali and the girls, we can only offer our prayers. This is too big a loss.
Seema
Nitin, my friend, my brother
The past few days have been filled with memories of all the time we spent back in St Columba's School. The mind went back to us sitting in class. The teachers would be doing their thing, but our minds was on food! You would bring a tiffin box with parathas and ande ki bhurji and I would have idlis or dosas. Not a day passed where we did not exchange our lunch. Not a day. This obsession got us to hang out at each other's homes.
While we were not in class or each other's homes, we would be hanging out in the Green Park or Safdarjung Enclave markets.
We would be on the bus, laughing at some silly joke about teachers, or cheering if we saw a pretty face from the neighboring school, playing dumb charades or 20 questions, singing songs, mouthing dialogs from the latest movie...how fun!
As we grew up, we ended up being in different continents, but the roots of our friendship ensured that we always wished each other on our respected Virgo birthdays. We would rib each other about Tampa Bay Bucs and the Green Bay Packers. We talked about meeting up either in the US or India, but didn't get to do that much.
I saw you in 2018, after nearly 30 years, when work brought me to Tampa. We met for dinner. We had pizza, but the smiles on our faces suggest it might as well have been ande ki bhurji for me and idlis for Nitin. It was like we were right back in 1983!
Nitin, buddy, will miss you. You left too soon. But, you will forever be in my heart.
Rest in peace, brother.
Ashok Vasan
Nitin, my friend, my brother
The past few days have been filled with memories of all the time we spent back in St Columba's School. The mind went back to us sitting in class. The teachers would be doing their thing, but our minds was on food! You would bring a tiffin box with parathas and ande ki bhurji and I would have idlis or dosas. Not a day passed where we did not exchange our lunch. Not a day. This obsession got us to hang out at each other's homes.
While we were not in class or each other's homes, we would be hanging out in the Green Park or Safdarjung Enclave markets.
We would be on the bus, laughing at some silly joke about teachers, or cheering if we saw a pretty face from the neighboring school, playing dumb charades or 20 questions, singing songs, mouthing dialogs from the latest movie...how fun!
As we grew up, we ended up being in different continents, but the roots of our friendship ensured that we always wished each other on our respected Virgo birthdays. We would rib each other about Tampa Bay Bucs and the Green Bay Packers. We talked about meeting up either in the US or India, but didn't get to do that much.
I saw you in 2018, after nearly 30 years, when work brought me to Tampa. As it turns out will be the last time. We met for dinner. We had pizza, but the smile on our faces says it might as well have been parathas & ande ki bhurji for me and idlis for Nitin. It was like we were right back in 1983!
Nitin, buddy, will miss you. You left too soon. But, you will forever be in my heart.
Rest in peace, brother.
Ashok Vasan
I am deeply saddened to hear of Nitin's passing. We shared our days in graduate school, and even then, his presence stood out in the gentlest way. Quiet and unassuming, someone who went about his life with grace and purpose. I never once heard Nitin speak ill of anyone. Instead, he carried himself with kindness, a genuine love for life, and a smile that always seemed to come effortlessly.
Some people don’t need to be loud to leave a lasting impression—Nitin was one of them. His calm demeanor and warmth are memories we will always carry with us.
My heart goes out to Sonali and the two daughters. Nitin was far too young, and the loss feels profoundly unfair. He will be always be remembered for being a good, decent human being. Rest in peace, my friend.
Hitpreet Kang.
We are deeply saddened by this loss. Our prayers and thoughts are with his family during this difficult time, and we wish them strength, comfort, and peace as they navigate the days ahead.
Shuchita Gupta
I loved hearing about Nitin’s trips and experiences traveling. It was always a joy to see him light up with a smile when talking about his most recent trips or favorite journey. My most sincere condolences to his family during this difficult time. You all are in my thoughts and prayers.
I am deeply shocked and saddened by the passing of Nitin. My deepest condolences go out to his family during this incredibly difficult time.
I will always remember Nitin as a kind and talented person, always willing to share his knowledge, teach others, and offer help without hesitation. His presence made a profound difference, and his absence will be deeply felt by all who had the privilege of working with him. May you find comfort, strength, and peace in the days ahead as you grieve this tremendous loss.
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