Today I said goodbye to a friend. A friend I could talk and complain to about life. A friend who would hear me through, and tell me, “have you really thought this through?”
I remember walking into Coco, and bumping into him, and he the busy person would still find the time to come and check on how I was, how the baby was doing, and complain about how I keep going MIA ever too often. Every time my number changed, he would still find me online, and check whether life was well, I was sane, and things around me were intact.
I will miss you Sarath. Specially on those coffee days, when your smile won’t around.