Memories of a Friend

Memories of a Friend

On Thursday night I had gone out for a walk; returning back to hostel my mind was engrossed on what I can munch upon for dinner. Full of hope I ra

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On Thursday night I had gone out for a walk; returning back to hostel my mind was engrossed on what I can munch upon for dinner. Full of hope I raced onto the hostel mess, but to my dismay my hope was short lived… Chewing and munching, I was engrossed in countless thoughts. What I was thinking?  Well, simply put While the rest of the world counted sheep’s before they went to sleep I counted chicken :P.  Finished my dinner rather quickly and ascended up the stairs rather lethargically. Upon entering the room “that never sleeps” I saw one of my roommates who had their eyes glued onto the screen and the other glued onto a book. Before I could open my mouth my phone beeped. Going through the notification from Facebook I noticed a picture of an old friend of mine.

Abey

Since the day I passed out of college I have not maintained regular contacts with most of my colleagues. Every now and then I used to hear what everyone was up to but had never heard of him. It did not occur to me that I should ask anyone about him. Maybe he  was having a hard time in his work or maybe busy with his new hobbies.

He was diligent and I admired on his ability to be assertive to get what he wanted so smoothly. Nothing bothered him. He was confident and I have never seen him get bogged down in front of anyone. He was always a happy chap and had an innocent smile. As my thoughts swirled around the goodness in the world that my friend Abey had brought into our small world of engineers, I quickly pressed onto see what new mischief my friend from Allepey had done now.

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A feeling of numbness and shock filled me up for the next five minutes. I couldn’t believe that the only thing I will remember of Abey will be the memories from the past. No one would have ever thought this would happen to a boy who was always happy, walking giddily across the corridors of St. Joseph’s. Speechless I sat down on my chair recollecting and recalling all my memories of him. As the numbness within me faded away it was replaced by a feeling of nostalgia and gratitude.

Abey you shall be remembered. You have taught me to enjoy the smallest and simplest joys of life. You have been an inspiration to me as well as the sixty six men of St. Josephs’.

You will be remembered.

Rest in peace.

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