An Ode to Rohit-

Bad things happen to good people they say...and for once they are not wrong...What did he do wrong?? Or is it because he was just too perfect...You ought to know some people to know what life is...and how it is to be lived...for others and yet for yourself...

I found him when I was vulnerable...trying to find priorities...trying to hold on to everything I knew...and letting go of those that I didn’t...I would not speak to him initially...because of reasons I realised later...and maybe a bit too late...But he would come and sit next to me while I had beer, all by myself...He would say nothing...but smile...give me a pat on the back, and walk away...I envied him for the guy that he was...careless and free...likeable to all...and yet so humble...so unassuming that it took me 2 weeks to come to know how rich he was...He could do anything that I could...and was better...I never saw him depressed...or dejected with life...never saw him cribbing...about life or about people...The world seemed perfect when around him...He transcended time... and hence eternity...


It was when I talked to him for the first time, that I got to know a guy who was to stay back with me forever...He was someone who I idolised for what he was...from whom I learnt to be worthy of success...worthy of being what I wanted to be...It was because of him that I realised the value of ambitions...and desires...the fallacy of expectations...and of conditions...He would tell me not to let go of people I loved...ever...he would tell me never to let my ego come in way of friendship...and I would tell him I had none...He would laugh and tell me its universal...just that some people call it self -respect...He would tell me to be wary of jealousy...and its then that I realised how much time I had wasted not knowing him...He inspired me to let go of a part of me I had held on for a bit too long...He made me careless...and free...he taught me to live for the day...and not for the future...He inspired me to lao others and yet not demand of them to lao me back...He taught me what unconditioned reality implies...and inspired me to be what he was...If there was anything perfect in this world, he was someone who would come as close to it as is possible...

This is for you Rohit, to let you know that you are missed...and always will be...I remember the promise you made me make to you...and it will always be upheld...I still can’t forgive myself for having not known you before...for having wasted such precious time, whose value I realise now...for having never realised how important you were to me...Let this be an ode to a person who made a large part of me as it is today...an ode to someone who is an inspiration to me in whatever I take up in life...who will always remind me of life being ephemeral... time being the most valuable possession.. and friendship being the worthiest ambition