This evening Gaurav, Karishma, Abhishek, Tina and Soumya, and tiny dlightful Lavanya were here-we had a long evening listening to songs you loved and sharing times spent with you… we listened to the two-CD pack of Cohen you had bought for yourself and then you gave these away to me because you knew how much I loved his music…”Famour Blue Raincoat”, the song you loved and introduced Sunny to…but most of all we listened to “The Scientist”…
And tell me you love me,
come back and haunt me
Oh and I rush to the start.
Runnin’ in circles, chasin’ tails
Comin’ back as we are.
Nobody said it was easy,
Oh it’s such a shame for us to part.
Nobody said it was easy,
No one ever said it would be so hard.
I’m goin’ back to the start.
And last night with your dear dear friends around us, I could sense your presence, I could hear your big booming laughter and I knew you were happy in your travels, that you knew you were needed and would be here with me whenever i turned to look for you…
But Cheeku, life isn’t the same without you…and although nobody said it was easy, nobody said it would be so hard…
Dad”> Dear Anirudh,
Minutes go by and turn into months and then years…life’s wheel turns uninterrupted. People pass by and they laugh…sometimes they cry…but not many are touched by the grace of your life that has made this world worth living in.
I look at myself in the mirror. I used to look at you and then try and find a hundred ways to see myself in you. And when everyone said you looked like your mom, I would identify so many character traits in you and then proudly claim that you inherited these from me. But deep within I always knew that you grew stronger by the day and fathomed more…You touched so many lives and made them sparkle…and they are then yours forever, each one of those you touched.
Four years have gone by since you left on you galactic journey. I always tell myself that my calls don’t reach you because of poor connectivity. I am prone to believe that on your spacecraft they make you switch off your phone. I continue to convince myself that you would call whenever you land on one of the stars you are travelling through.
Why is it so difficult to be patient, to wait for you to call?
Just this morning I took out the CD you had been presented with-“Rush of Blood” by Cold Play. And since then through the day I have been to listening to your favourite song “The Scientist”. As I heard the words, the song seemed so poignant…so full of you and me, you and mom, and you and Tubby, you and your friends…and these words seem so much for you…