It was my second language exam.. as always i hadn't bothered to go through the texts.. my quest to mug up before the bell would ring was further doomed.. i saw myself relentlessly crying.. yet unintentionally.. tears filled up and almost everyone started asking me what was wrong... i hate these people.. they don't let me live alone.. the news was from a bolt from the blues.. grasping me.. devouring me... how was i supposed to know that he would not be there this 1st Jan 2011 unlike last year.. the movie... 3 idiots.. , the pranks.. the tuition bunks.. how am i supposed to forget them??.. true! god did send him to be a comfort for an year.. little did i know that the days were numbered.. i had loads to share.. i remember him cracking a joke.."ishi.. u and owning a boyfriend never complements",,... how i loathed him then.. with a heavy heart i had defended myself.. hit him hard for his remarks.... the brotherly feeling.. his position in my heart is irreplaceable by anyone.. i remember his mad funny ways.. the bitchy stuffs we told.. and everything...
That heinous bike accident of his which let him slid into confinement of the beds.. and eventually having left me with nothing but some invaluable memories to cherish throughout...
SOURISH MITRA.. love you forever bro.. thanks a lot for being an integral part of my school memories.. and u needn't worry brother.. u are living through us.. through me.. your friends.. who miss u always.. every time... every moment.. idiot..
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