I'm 27 now. I am not a person who dwells a lot on death or worries about it. In fact, I have never thought about it at length... I just heard the news of actor Sridevi's death now, a legendary star I grew up watching. I was shocked beyond words when I read about her early demise at just 54. I have received news about deaths in all these years but it never struck me dumb like this. I was wondering why... All these years, even as a child, I had heard deaths about people, most of the time, people I have not spent a lot of time with or probably it is that the mortality rates among children are relatively less. Now that I'm older, when I hear about deaths of older people, actors for instance, who were a significant part of my childhood or my peers who were with me all along, it just strikes me hard and makes me realize that I too am moving closer to death with each day. It calls my attention to all the things left to do, all roads that will go unexplored, all experienc...
I am starting with the day i left my college.. giving that memory an eternal life through words.. It was April 25th, 2012. I woke up with a wailing heart. I had slept away my last night at my college hostel. The four of us, who stayed back in the nearly empty hostel, had slept on a single bed. I had woken up and gone through the daily chores as if in a trance. I was to leave my dearest place on earth at 6.30 am with Navaneeth to a place what seemed like a hell-hole ( New job induction program the day after graduation ) I had kissed my best friends good bye, with a heart about to break any moment and walked through the familiar path to the gate - the way out. I remember waiting for my friend to arrive, and looking around the blocks, where i had spent my best four years, thinking back along those times, every memory flashing through my mind with perfect clarity. I hadn't realized that my eyes were brimming with tears until it overflowed. What I didn't expect was, feeli...