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Sunday

These Sundays are becoming really emotional these days with farewells to friends and family members. First it was Hrushikesh, my younger brother who went to Ahmedabad for Tata Motors. My parents were actually against sending my bro “so far” from Mumbai, but my brother was firm on his decision to go there. I spent a day with my family on Saturday helping them to pack things up for him. The train was at 5.45AM next day. Once they got into the train and settled down, I asked my bro to come out of the train and had a small chat with him. I told him what I should have, being the elder brother. After, the last tight hug, I bid him a Good Bye and wished him all the best for his future journey at TM.

Last week we, school friends, gave Susmit a small farewell party at “5 Spice”, Fort. It was pretty emotional at the end while parting. I had prepared a speech which I wanted to say at the end. Unfortunately, we got the table really late which meant we came out of the hotel at 12 o’clock. It was pretty late for even me (as I got a call from my dad who was particularly unhappy about me staying out so late), so I just went to Susmit asked him that I have a speech to give. He said why not. With phones ringing continuously, and emotions running high I made my maiden speech among friends. I really can’t believe I did what I had actually planned almost a month before. After the second paragraph it was hard to read and I just spoke whatever I remembered. I almost skipped half of what I had written and even could not make the final request of asking Susmit to say the Poem which he told me (I guess it was his birthday on that day) – his own creation. I returned home at 12.30, but it must have been almost 2 when I actually slept.

I really can’t forget these people and these memories!

Comments

Nikhil said…
i selpt @ around 3:40 am. झोपच येत नव्हती.
Siddhesh said…
I doubt if others were able to sleep early!

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