Dear Aravindan,
I think it has been three years since we spoke. it was exactly a day before my birthday when I came across your number and called you. And today, I hear that you are no more. I cannot tell you how much I cried over this. But what good is it? would it bring you back? if only it would. I remember how we use to take on each other those math tests and how every time you used to win. I remember the silent geek you were always trying to grasp perhaps every breath the teachers exhaled. attention. that was something i learnt from you in the short while we were together. and a smile that ran from ear to ear. how it would radiate your kind hearted nature.
were we good friends? of course not. for if we were, I would be able to give your mom comfort at this hour. I would help her overcome the worst feeling in the world - of outliving her own child. For if we were, I would have known your unlived dreams and helped her live through it. for if we were, I would have had the guts to tell her you breathed last doing something you were so passionate about.
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once
tears,
Hopie
