14th NOVEMBER

I went to Gurudwara not so much because it was Gurpurav, but more because it was 14th november already in India. I had to go to pray not for myself, but for a dear friend lost in the twilight of life, for his family who has lost more than they could ever gain......

S.T is getting married, it is so emotional to even hear about it, hopefully, I shall witness that wedding, for that is what I owe to him and that is what I would have want to do if he were around. Hopefully, God will grant me this opportunity.

For once, if I could, I would want to ask Him, like each person who has lost someone would ask, why him? He was just so young...I wish there was something I could do to change the current situation. But alas, life at times is given and we have constraints as given, nothing can be done, all that is possible is to live with those conditions....

I miss him, but the pain is less now. I miss him when I am with any guy in this world who cracks a joke that does not make me laugh. I miss him when I play badminton. I miss him when I take the bus. I miss him when my cell phone does not ring...And worst, I cant even do anything about it, just go down the memory lane, refresh those moments, feel what I had and also feel what I dont have...

One day, I believe, I will surely meet him. Someday, I will get to tease him again of how insensitive he is and that day, I shall know will be the day when I would have achieved the greatest wish of my life.....