You were too close to your loved one. You were breathing her air and let her suffocate. The happy life you were enjoying was a gift. Your mother had gifted you the life. From nowhere to here, from no name to her name, from homeless to her home, from nothing to everything, your life was changed. Now, her life is changed, as you are gone.
This Diwali had nothing new. The noise of crackers was same, the bulbs were spreading the light as they always did, the lanterns were touching the sky as they were again flying for the first time, the rush in the market was same as it used to be. But there was something unexpected, the darkness at your roof. There was no light, no happy faces, no crackers and no more you. I was looking at the side of your room, wishing if the door will open and you will scare me with a loud noise of crackers. Nothing happened. You were no more there to show me your face.
You are gone. Your mother is alive but her soul is dead. The day since you haven’t shown your face, her face is covered with wrinkles. The day she saw your dead body moving away from her, she is unable to walk. You left her. She had adopted you and with all the care and love, she had raised a 20 years old boy, with well-grown muscles and height. That grown-up boy said goodbye once and never came back. A mother lost her child and a girl, I lost a best friend.
I remember, there was hardly any fellow in this new city. You were my friend since the day one. That friendship was grown so strong till August 8,2017, the day you left us. Say because we were neighbors or we had roll numbers together, we were always together. We used to fight, we used to play, we used to eat all together.
I might have never said, but you were my strength. From choosing a boyfriend to teach me about the boy’s mentality, you had helped me a lot. You were the one who taught me each and everything about the ADULTS. My teacher in other words, who always told me about the right and the wrong. Sometimes you have misguided me too I know, but I know this as well that you have always wished the best for me. I won’t forgive you ever for what you have done to me, but just so you know, you are being missed. It’s been so long I haven’t heard about your shitty love stories, I haven’t seen your ugly creepy face, no one has thrown chocolates on my roof when I’m angry, no one has asked me to listen to the nonsense talks and all the crap about life. But never listened to anyone. The result is in front of you.
I know you might be looking at my idiot mistakes, I wish you come and laugh at me again. I want to listen to all the nicknames you have given to me. Your family is missing you. Your best buddy is missing you.
I am so afraid to walk upstairs now. The silence at your roof is killing me. It’s all silent, your music system, your home, your voice, your soul and you. Every time I look at your home, it reminds me of you, it reminds me of our childhood, the memories we had created. Now, I am walking on a quicksand. Every castle we had built with memories has fallen down. All that will stand till ages is your love in our hearts.
I miss you, buddy.