The sun was setting in the horizon. I watched it and wondered should I walk towards it or wait back sitting on this lonely yet serene place, that I called home.
It was late afternoon when I received the news. I didn't know how to react at first, whether to mourn or to just ignore. But of course, I couldn't ignore. Not him. I tried that in school, did that work out?
In fact, when I heard it, I simply left my cabin and went out, skipping lunch and taking the bus to my place, for the first time in years. It's been a long time, since I came back here. Visited my early years of life here in Chennai. A town that shaped me, a town that even a native will laugh at pronouncing, so I will spare you the name.
He, my friend from school, was at first annoying. I was the studious guy and he was the fun loving loafer, who just didn't care. And sitting near me, he began nagging at me, without pause. I hated him at first, but as months passed, I developed his habits and once a class loner, soon I became part of the notorious. Till date, I don't exactly know how, but it just did. That was the kind of guy he was. Now a full fledged member of his group of friends, I was the only odd one out, who despite doing all the monkey business, managed to obtain satisfying grades. But that's the thing. None of them were jealous. They didn't bicker like the others in my class and if they did, it was a sight to see. Most of all was Him. That guy was an audacious little bastard. Never settled anywhere. The teachers had a tough time with him, I'm sure. Though he maintained this aura of happiness around him, he never talked about his own family and what he went through daily, before arriving at school.
I wonder now,...