A Lost Friend

Hello there,

Isn't it mesmerising how sitting and staring at trees makes our heads swim? Memories that had almost sunk to the deep abysses of my mind; and had disappeared amidst the hustle and bustle of daily life... come back in deformed shapes. As I ponder more...they grow stronger and clearer--almost bordering on the edge of nostalgia. And for the last few days, I'd been thinking of a teacher, a counsellor, a guide but above all a friend whom I lost. How?... I still wonder.   

  

You were a good friend. Despite everything.

    

The meeting was plain fate. I needed someone to help with my studies. My parents hadn't majored in science; therefore it was getting harder for them to assist with my homework. We were on the lookout for someone with a scientific background, someone who could tutor me at home. And likewise started the most valuable and important phase of my life--the shaping of the person I am now, begun right there.

I can't list down all the ways in which she helped me...there are too many. All I can say is that whatever minor or major feat I have achieved till date, has been influenced by her--directly or indirectly. The fact that I am writing right now is a testament to her influence. The influence which drove me forward and made me a better person. 

Thanks. For inspiring me to write. 

                   

Complicated multiplications during maths class. "Whoah...how did you get it so fast?!"  Vedic technique. Can you guess where I learnt that? Or my consistent good grades in English essays...how did I suddenly learn to be better at these things? How did I come across PG Wodehouse? (My forever companion in times of sadness.) Or learned to write fast? Or approach a maths problem whose answer is not clear to me the moment I lay eyes on it? She taught me to just scribble something--make an attempt, with the information I already have...and the answer comes to you; eventually. So many tiny and major traits of mine; influenced by this woman. But, what happened?

Why did she not respond to our messages and just chose to forget us? It's hard to tell. Was I hurt by her strange behaviour??? Yes. Very much indeed. I wanted to share my achievements in the school certificate exams with her. I wanted to thank her for everything she had done for me. The person she made me. 

                           

And all that's left now are just memories.

                                                  

It's really heartbreaking to watch or read, movies and books about friends who drift apart. And to experience it in flesh and blood is one's own story. But you simply have to learn to move on. It wasn't particularly hard for me. I couldn't at all be mad at her...simply because I didn't want to. I am ever so thankful for all the things she had done for me...unknowingly even. I couldn't have asked for a better tutor. She will always remain my favourite teacher.

So thank you, dear friend. And for wherever you are in your life and whatever it is that you are pursuing...I wish you luck from the bottom of my heart. I'll always remember you.

                    

 

Dear friend, I'll remember you. Always.