tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037045036790240828.post3532429186853681382..comments2017-06-08T14:49:27.915+05:30Comments on Musings and Memories: Letter to a lost soul...memorieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01593321535464029539noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037045036790240828.post-56825246627634449822012-09-14T21:43:53.749+05:302012-09-14T21:43:53.749+05:30Hey shanti,
I also remember him every now and the...Hey shanti,<br /><br />I also remember him every now and then. Remember the story of he leaving Sudheer in a hotel after eating stomach full of idlis and dosas to realize they don't have the money to pay. His quick thinking to get money from home while Sudheer is eating one more item is appreciable :).<br /><br />Remember the time we spent @vizag with you guys. Beach, dolphin hotel etc etc... Remember the time he happily said,'I got a job in infosys'. Remember the time he happily got married .... So many happy days and times...<br /><br />Also remember the day when I went to visit him,as I needed help with srikar's visa papers in infosys. He sat right next to me and asked to touch the nerves on his wrist right under the hand. I felt a strange flow of blood, flowing super fast and he explained what was happening inside. All through that one to two hours my only thought was ' how did this happen to My Cousin?' . How could this happen to a happy, healthy person?<br /><br />That same thought still lingers in my mind ....' how did this happen ?' why did this happen ? <br /><br />IndiraAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08288576622300917182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037045036790240828.post-12524421473199405782012-07-15T19:19:42.843+05:302012-07-15T19:19:42.843+05:30Dearest Shanti
I'm not a regular visitor here....Dearest Shanti<br />I'm not a regular visitor here. But am fated to read this one. Was just trying to find your phone number.<br />You told me everything and I had grieved. But after that I began thinking, during moments of remembrance - of those days together and indeed we have lots to reminisce - that he's still around, my ever dear BALMIKI! It's like a cruel joke but then he is such a beautiful memory. May be he was too good for our world! Am also sure he's very happy wherever he is. I am very proud of you - of what you have done and how you have carried on after all these. love you.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12439833744507414108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037045036790240828.post-22548642257392147702012-06-02T02:34:44.003+05:302012-06-02T02:34:44.003+05:30just stumbled upon ur blog. its beautifully writte...just stumbled upon ur blog. its beautifully written. cheers!!0rdinarily InSanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17701639533894377427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037045036790240828.post-58613228537818294362009-06-01T11:57:56.381+05:302009-06-01T11:57:56.381+05:30I don't know you at all Bhayya, but I still rememb...I don't know you at all Bhayya, but I still remember the subtle smile you had throughout when I was giving gaalis to all those stupid fools on the road. I can still see that smile, the pleasant look on your face, may be that's the only thing I know and will remember. Wish you loads of happiness wherever you're.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08890585819059812294noreply@blogger.com