For you Viksy

Today is your shradh. I feel very awkward. I don’t know what to write, how to write. But I must have to as you passed away like an every very ordinary accident that happen on a busy highway of a winter night. No one might remember you after two years as it’s the ritual of life to forget about the whom passed away and to live with the present. I does not matter how dear was they, but it’s the fate, fate of everyone, every soul who decides to be born and to die.
Heart always tries to convince me you are somewhere and still alive. I know heart never lies cause soul never dies. I could never imagined, the minute before I got the news that you were no more, that you meant so much to me. I curse the destiny for writing such fate for you. I just feel you were not destined to die like that way. I just imagined the untrained doctor giving push up to your cracked bones thinking you need ventilation.

I don’t want to remember these things. Whatever it is, your death has taught me some beautiful lessons about life. First every kid is very special for every parent. No one has the right to kill or to commit suicide, just for the sake of the parents. Second, I again feel that friends are very special and true friends are the blessings of heavens. Try to always keep contact with them. Thank you Vikash for giving me such beautiful lessons for the whole life…but it would be more beautiful if I learnt it from life not from your death. So, I decide to go to Parna’s wedding. Some friends can not be left and that is her special day. I would be there for her…