He didn’t just score films—he scored lives. His songs slipped into everyday moments until they became unforgettable: bedtime lullabies, road-trip sing-alongs, the soundtrack of growing up. His music gave animated stories real emotion, showing generations that a simple, heartfelt melody can say what words alone cannot. In a world that rushes and roars, his work remained quiet, sincere, and profoundly human.
Those who knew him recall brilliance without ego, discipline without distance. Awards mattered less than the child in the audience who, for three minutes and thirty seconds, felt less alone. Now, as tributes spread worldwide, his legacy is measured not in trophies, but in memories. His work is complete, yet his presence lives on—every time his music plays, he is there, beautifully alive.
