The story that Gogol had gotten his entire life about how he was named after famous Russian writer Nikolai Gogol was indeed true. However, there was more to this story than meets the eye. Ashoke reveals to Gogol:
He tells Gogol the story of the train he’d ridden twenty-eight years ago, in October 1961, on his way to visit his grandfather in Jamshedpur. He tells him about the night that had nearly taken his life, and the book that had saved him, and about the year afterward, when he’d been unable to move (123).
After hearing this story, Gogol begins to regret the whole Nikhil thing. He now understands that he wasn’t just written about a famous Russian writer but, after the story of his father’s survival. His name is no longer seen as just a silly, foolish name. The final culminating point of Gogol’s journey comes after the death of his father. Gogol begins to realize something very important.
Without people in the world to call him Gogol, no matter how long he himself lives, Gogol Ganguli will, once and for all, vanish from the lips of loved ones, and so, cease to exist. Yet the thought of this eventual demise provides no sense of victory, no solace. It provides no solace at all