HOW HE MUST HAVE FELT

Recently I lost a “Near and Dear” One , lost to the reality of life i.e Death . I was aggrieved at the hand of this reality, a detached so to say “emancipated soul” individual like me couldn’t withstand this “irrecoverable loss” . I have seen so many people depart to the eternal abode but never felt similar feeling, a void, a feeling inexplicable, beyond expression. Every time those excruciating feelings were moving up and down within me , my mind used to make a journey to two events which my friend had faced earlier . First let me talk about this friend , ( not sharing his identity since he is a very private person , might not like sharing this in public ) , we have grown together from the early days of our childhood of Malapora ,Srinagar to infatuations at sarwal jammu , to working together at Mira road , Mumbai , to our struggles in liver pool ,United Kingdom . About the two Incident s, he was just in 7th standard when his father passed away, another cruel incident was when he was doing his MBA and his mother passed away . During my recent tumultuous times, when I was mourning the demise of my “near and Dear” one, my mind used to transcend to those times, how he would have felt, how he would have reconciled with those moments of Mourning. It must have been painful, even though I vividly remember how i felt bad during those two events but perhaps now after so many years I can connect, relate and identify what he must have gone. In retrospect, I again want to condole, albeit, with a different feeling. A feeling, which even my thoughts cannot express, let alone talk of Pen. Let those remain sublime, occult, unexpressed... Rgds