and I have been struggling to scribble it down somewhere.
Words were playing hide and seek for quite sometime!
It has been drizzling outside,
and a couple of drops fell on my lap.
That missed call on the mobile,
at 8.45pm..... on May 15th had ceased haunting me.
Less than a week ago we were chatting away....
...over a couple of drinks, travel plans.... silence.... travel plans....
....and I sit alone, making the travel plans, tonight....
There never was an unsmiling face, there never was a foe.....
just that friendship, unconditional and true
and that disarming smile, accompanying the rare arguments!
Those eyes had retained a glint,
even as the body lay motionless and still,
possibly the parting smile!
The smell of death hung around,
....and those blood stains on the floor...
....but I had to will myself on!
Even as the drive to the heavenly abode commenced,
that one last connect, back to earth..... at 8.45pm....
....and the one regret....
.....that I am destined to live the rest of my life with.
RIP Sunil Kumar Sir,
Will be missing you terribly, though.
