“The only thing certain was the uncertainty. All I could do was to realise my strength and play my game better. This realisation made me submit, surrender and trust, irrespective of the outcome, irrespective of where this takes me, eight months from now, or four months from now, or two years.”
That was June 2018. Irrfan was summing up his sentiments as he battled pain and cancer in London. Two years. Two years, the upper end of what he had said, is what it turned out to be.
When he was discussing the rough draft of his 2018 note, he explained why he wanted to share how he felt.