it is rajat gupta at the start of his life. it tells you about him and his father who was a prominent freedom fighter to spent many years in jail. a cousin of rajat told me jail was like a house to him. i am going to start with that. every since he was born, rajat gupta was likened to his father. he had the same jaw line and it gave both men a sense they had privilege that went beyond health and skin color. both rajat gupta and his father were clear skin. a clear advantage that afforded them a natural superiority. they had friend and loyal followers, but beneath the surfaces, the similarities ended. rajat gupta came of age in an occupied country. as a descendent of one of indian's oldest blood line he was one of the chosen one and was chose to perform like a foe english one. he received a proper british education, rajat gupta respected servitude. on the morning of 1964, november 5th, his son dressed himself and draped his best white outfit over his body. the youngest born after the family moved to new dehli he was used to helpi