When Siri first told me you passed away, I refused to believe it.
I spent the entire afternoon in denial,working furiously.
But In the evening I could no longer keep my emotions in check.
I suddenly wanted to hear Siri's voice, to reassure me that its not some kind of dream.
I remembered the last time we met, at Polar Bear in Malleswaram.
I remember speaking the most meaningless things to you, I think I was home for the weekend
from Chennai or not yet joined work, but I had to leave early.
I did not really feel bad then, I knew we would meet countless times again,it is you, King, you always ping, you always call, you are the one who always makes the efffort to keep in touch.
But suddenly that last meeting feels precious to me.I tried hard to recollect what we spoke about that day.
But I could hardly remember.
And thats what is so special about you. The conversations with you could be full of discussions about something supposedly important or we could talk about how best to drink vodka.
You were one awesome friend king, In a place like RV, you made shy junis like me, feel at home. You were always there, I remember you even gave some very sensible advice in my seventh semester
when I was not really upbeat about things.
The sadness is there,deep and suddenly so many things remind me of you.
But for me there is not denying the fact,you were a precious friend King.
I still remember how you used to take the malleswaram bus sometimes just so that we could talk nonsense all the way and you vehemently say it was not trouble walking all the way back to rajajinagar.
You were bare, never hiding all the weaknesses that are so human, and I think that made all of us love you even more.
I will miss you. And you were supposed to give me strawberry weed and maybe ya in heaven, or whatever place that we all go to. And yea, I always listen to the Kinks whenver I think of you.
