Sasha. Evening walk.

Met Sasha a few days back.
I like the fact that in our friendship we are able to pick up and start from where we left off no matter how many days or months it has been since we talked to each other.
We walked. And we talked. About everything. Jobs. Careers. Comic Con. Food. And what not.
We met for like 45 minutes yet it felt like we had been talking all day.
I love how Sasha effortlessly makes people like him. Wish I was more like him.

Sasha. Evening walk.

Death.

Death is weird. We don’t want to think about it. We are awkward talking about it. Even knowing for a fact that it is inevitable.

Kree’s grandfather passed away yesterday. He was ill since a long time. Kree did not come to class yesterday so I casually called her up. She told me about her grand dad’s demise. I was caught off guard. I am especially weird when it comes to condolence. Words of sympathy coming out from my mouth feel wrong even to my own self. Maybe because I hold up a facade in front of people that is completely non-emotional.

And it was there. She had given me the news. And “it” was supposed to be done. I tried being emotional but words were failing me. And I told her exactly that, “I don’t know what to say”. She smiled. Even on the phone I knew she was smiling on the other end and she said, “I know. I understand. I know how it is for you.”

She UNDERSTOOD. Some people are too good for words. So I’ll end this here.

Death.