Farewell, My Neighbour...

I will be leaving in another few days’ time to another hostel and it’s a mixed feeling. Though there is so much of hope, joy and excitement about the new prospects of bringing about a difference to my life that seems so mundane right now, I am nonetheless filled with grief that I would be leaving the presence of a good friend, Mayank Mishra, my ever cheerful neighbour who doesn’t fail to evoke a smile on my face whenever I run into him. This is a sort of eulogy for his cheerful demeanor which has proved to be infectious in my case.

He is that ideal friend of yours, who could be counted upon as a trustworthy, noble soul. I am glad that I could have whatever brief moments of interaction I was able to manage to have with him over the past one year. Unfortunately, I regret that I couldn’t actually BE his friend.. You know what I mean??!! ..though I am very very selective about choosing people who could be branded as my ‘friends’, considering the very sacredness it means to me, I, for one moment am not hesitant to be honoured to consider him my friend… Agreed, we didn’t hang out at all.. we didn’t sit together hours on end that could have made us know ourselves inside out… we didn’t have any thing in common… we couldn’t spare time for one another… In fact, I rarely get to see him. Technically speaking, he ought to be in the category of acquaintances… but NO WAY.. Such is his provocative innocence that he circumvents so many general norms to find a way into my heart as a special person, a gentle and warm human being who is worth remembering!!!............. Thank You.. Mayank, for being what you have been… May God Bless you and shower all his blessings upon you for your peace, prosperity and contentment…. Au revoir….