A Goodbye

Moving on... is what you say but for me it was a 'bereavement'. This is what happens to me when I get connected. Is connection good or bad? Depends... how you take it. For me connection comes from heart. I came here with a friend and when I left I had so many people around me who brought tears in my eyes while saying goodbye. Being a man I had to control my emotions and move on without tears in my eyes... 

MOVE ON.  

This is the second time when I felt like moving away from family... 

Nitin Sir you became a father figure for me.

Prashant Sir that calmness you carried, you are a gem.

Ketan Sir practicality and compassion... my first PM.

Prem Sir for being there, a brother whom I never had, a brother who fought with me, debated with me.

Sudip, Vinit, Sid for being the friends who kept me alive, my naughtiness going... you smiled at my first imperfection, I adopted that imperfection as a part of me, and captured your smiles.

Yogesh, Jaspal, Giridhar, Kolan for being my teammate.. I learnt how to be good at what I do.

Julius, Parinita, Anna, Prakash, Anthony, Shama, Pratibha, Jacob.. a very short, a very short duration but OMG why could I feel my heart crying while saying a goodbye and I rushed off, I wear specs and my eyes are weak, they fail to control the water flow.

And ohhh so many more names, you got my mail... yes I got connected, I could not meet all of you and I could not describe all of you, but trust me.. when I'll be THERE I'll come to you and we'll celebrate. Yet another reason for being there because I want to come back to you. The spark of simplicity and innocence which I missed in this cunning world, I saw it there in you. No masks, no pretensions, JUST YOU in a SIMPLE way BEING YOU... You made my world beautiful and if you at any time need a friend, I'll be there at one call... do call me.

I am still fighting off my tears while writing this... and no, not emotional but being me, the way I am. 

I'LL MISS YOU.