Gone for 2 years now,
Yet I speak of you, to you almost everyday somehow.
Your presence even in absence is immense
The legacy of values and attitudes you instilled is your essence.
K and I reminisce at times,
Your razor sharp wit and the impact of illhealth and time.
Just last week we spoke of how you let us bunk school
To laze in on a morning, to eat pani puri of your making, to just chill, since you were so cool.
And yet, you ensured we learnt, the essence of lessons,
For you wanted most for us health and education
Not those that come as degrees,
But that are rooted in sense and sensibilities
Perhaps we don't live up to it as much.
- Written on 20 April 2024.
- Self-Explanatory
- Written on 20 April 2024.
- Self-Explanatory
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