The news that my best friend is no more came as a rude shock to me. Best friends stay always in touch, not in my case. The last I met him was 6 years ago in Mar 2013. That visit happened after almost 12 years if I am right. With him goes so many pages in my life. There are so many firsts that happened with him. He was like a pillar of strength during the school days. Even though we had to go separate ways right after eleventh we managed to keep in touch, that is till 2013.
Not a single day goes without me planning a visit to meet him but now when I know that the visit is never going to happen it is indeed painful. I curse myself for not making that visit. So many unspoken words will now remain unspoken.
Nungambakkam was the connecting point for us. How many times I have walked through Loyola to his home. The last time we met he dropped me at Nungambakkam station. I never knew that will be the last time I will see him. I was going through a rough patch at that time and he spoke so many encouraging words.
The times we roamed around in his BSA SLR are still fresh in my mind. The Lacto King candies we shared. The adolescent teenage talks we did. These will never go away from my mind. From now on only I will carry those memories as you are not there.
We know the bitter truth about life that everything should come to an end but still when it happens it hurts.
I know his family is going to miss him more than anyone else.
There are so many things to write. I don't know what to write.
My dear friend I am sorry I didn't make that visit. Wherever you are I hope we will meet again once more.
Not a single day goes without me planning a visit to meet him but now when I know that the visit is never going to happen it is indeed painful. I curse myself for not making that visit. So many unspoken words will now remain unspoken.
Nungambakkam was the connecting point for us. How many times I have walked through Loyola to his home. The last time we met he dropped me at Nungambakkam station. I never knew that will be the last time I will see him. I was going through a rough patch at that time and he spoke so many encouraging words.
The times we roamed around in his BSA SLR are still fresh in my mind. The Lacto King candies we shared. The adolescent teenage talks we did. These will never go away from my mind. From now on only I will carry those memories as you are not there.
We know the bitter truth about life that everything should come to an end but still when it happens it hurts.
I know his family is going to miss him more than anyone else.
There are so many things to write. I don't know what to write.
My dear friend I am sorry I didn't make that visit. Wherever you are I hope we will meet again once more.
