August 1,1985 is the day he was born, 11 months before me. That additional time is what gave him the edge to act like the superior one ALWAYS. He has been the elder brother to me, my friend, my best friend,my philosopher and guide from the time I have gained my sense. We stayed very close to each other,went to the same school, same tuition and had the same friends. My god he was one popular kid! In school, college and the places he worked. His parents had named him Sudeep VP but he was rarely called that. VP for less intimate friends, Pundu for close friends,Swarna for family and Annan for me.
October 29,2011 would have been an ordinary Saturday if it wasn’t for that one phone call that changed everything. 5:40 am is when I received the first call. It was my friend Anoop who was mumbling quite a few things all at once. He said Annan had an accident then he said get ready then he said annan is no more. 5:45 am I called annan’s mobile and his brother picked up which was very unlikely. He told me annan is gone. He died.
Everything else that happened that morning is still a blur for me. From one hospital to the other. Taking calls, answering messages all the while trying to convince myself that he was still around and that he was just fooling all of us. We got his body at around 1:00 after the post mortem.
It was an accident, a car accident. A nasty one that killed two in the back seat. Yes it was the result of drunken driving. Nobody’s fault. Fate that’w what everyone seems to be saying. Whatsoever I lost him..forever.
I want to write but just can’t seem to do it. All for another time.
To mybest friend forever….You will always hold that position in my heart. Forever. I will remember you as my own angel for the years I have left in this life without you.
Wherever you are may you find happiness and peace. When you look down you will see that everyone has only fond thoughts about you and you will know what you meant to a lot of people.
Love you always….