An Elegy- better late than never

You talk with someone whom you know but not really very much but still you know. You also know that that someone knows you but not at what length or depth. Both of us know each other from childhood but the friendship remains at the same level. Nobody ever tried to reach out but for one day when that someone did that and I never followed suit. I was wary of it, I would say. But then, you know I was like , alright, you are not gonna lose anything, its gonna be friendship after all. I just followed my instincts. I followed suit and kept talkin with that someone and you find that that someone is more like you and you never know if that someone pretends or really is because you just talk and do not see. You talk like you talk to everyone else and that someone laps it up and you think that someone is not so open but so good to you. You feel your friendship with that someone is getting thicker but that someone puts you in a bigger volume eventually reducing the thickness. But you never knew this. One day that someone suddenly disappears, out of this world she goes. Oops, I blurted out the gender! She's gone for things that she didn't get in this world, forgetting things that she got here. She's gone in search of bliss. She's gone forever. There was no god's play in that or may be there was. May be for me she was a friend, a good one, for her I do not know where I stand because she never shared anything of sorts that I did. May be she was pretty confused, may be I was her outlet for joy, or may be it is otherwise, may be she is onna of a kind, a rare breed though. Onna of a kind. She made me think! She made me think about what others think. Really she did.

For you Divya. God bless this world and worldly affairs.