Losing Someone

                   "Life is full of surprises."
                      "Live in the moment."
"You don't know how life is going to treat you                                  tomorrow"

We all have heard these lines many times in our lives and many of us apply them. But what if some dark meanings are hidden behind these, like what if these meant
       
                            "Kal ho na ho."

People die, people born, according to some believers, people reincarnate. All this seems so simple until one has to deal with these emotions. How can people just go the very next moment you have talked to them, or you just saw thier instagram, snapchat stories the other night and today someone is telling you they are no more. Someone who's not even close enough to you. There are so many categories we divide people into- acquaintances, classmates, friends, best friends, family, love and so many more. What if suddenly you realise that even though they were not significant for you, losing them is not what you wanted. What if you haven't talked to them for years because you don't care but suddenly you do because now it does matter, now you wanna call them and make sure that they are OK in some part of this world. 
 
       "The trouble is you think you have time"
                                                                  -Buddha

How does someone who has someone major goals for their future, someone who used to inspire you has suddenly no future. You used check their instagram, snapchat, WhatsApp stories and used to think " Iske to maze hain yaar." And now you can't believe that their life is over. Their friends are telling you about their plans of next week, you have imagined them getting success in their life and now all that planning is nothing but hallucination. How losing someone reminds you of that friendship band they gave you on your last day of school and you haven't taken it out and even gave it a look once afterwards. You have neither talked to them for years, no contact except for social media and even sometimes telling yourself "He's changed." But nothing has changed just a person less in your feed but then why it feels like you have lost something very special. You can call it one minute part but still that "minute" of your this huge life is gone, they are never gonna be there. I guess that's what life is.
I just wish if he would have known that these are his last moments and could do whatever he wanted to- telling someone what he never said but wanted to, telling his loved ones how much he loved them, knowing him- perhaps he could have some neat whiskey shots of his favourite brand. 

Miss you Vinit. I wish you rest in peace. I know you cannot read it and it's too late to say this but you were a really nice and charming guy and I will miss you and I'll wear that friendship band now.


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