Thursday, April 5, 2007
Death is not a pleasant thing to write about. But when you think about it, the unpleasant feeling, changes to shivers down your spine. The old saying, “death lays his cold hands even on the kings”, came flashing into my mind when I heard the news of a classmate’s death. Bhuvan studied with me from the age of 3, when we joined preschool together. Then we passed out of 10th grade from the same class. And after 6 six years I met him again at office as a coworker. I never did miss this guy in all the time we separated in search of our careers.
On the 1st of April 2007, when I heard the news of his death, I did not believe it. It could have just been a “fool’s day prank”. How I wish it was just a prank! He died while rappelling down a waterfall cliff.
There were mixed reactions on hearing the news of his death ;some friends frantically crying for a couple of days, some talking continuously about the rappelling incident, some people made communities in memory of him and some others tried not to talk the painful topic. But I just decided to dedicate this post to him.
Signing off S.. Diva at 9:39 AM