On The Memory of my Friend
His name was Aasis.
A cherished fellow,
And a cool mate,
We used to call him by his nickname Bakkhe
We were in school days
And my neighbors had held Saptaha Puran.
It was a religious ceremony for others,
And a party time for us.
It was a winter night,
I, Bhupal and Subash got drunk.
It was that very day,
When I even smoked cigarette for the first time.
Since we were out of control,
There was no sign of returning home.
Hence we all decided, and went to his home,
Shivering in the cold night.
His house was about 15 minutes away from mine.
His room was on the ground floor.
We went and called him,
Silently by his window.
He opened his window,
His window had no metal grill,
And we crawled inside,
Quietly- like the thieves.
I was so drunk,
I even drank the antiseptic Dettol,
Confusing it for alcohol,
And he had controlled me.
Oh! What a memorable day it was.
Later, when Subash made noise,
His mom called,” Aasis, Who’s there?”
He replied by telling his other friend’s name,
Protecting our identity,
And pretending as if everything was okay.
I used to be a brilliant student those days,
A role model for my friends.
Though I used to drink occasionally,
I was vegetarian at that time.
And many other times,
We had drunk Tongba together.
Among my few friends,
He always discouraged me from drinking.
Last year he got married,
To a beautiful lady,
And how happy he was?
I was unable to go Janti,
And he was even annoyed with me.
Those days seem just like yesterday,
And today, he passed away,
Making a suicide.
“Sorry!! mate, I didn’t post on Facebook.
Was that necessary?
To show the rest, how much I miss you,
For I didn’t want people to hit like,
On your pretty smile.
Few may have called you a coward,
But I can feel,
The mental dissonance, you might have gone through.
You hid those hard feelings,
Even I have bad habits,
Of limiting many things to my pen and paper,
For few things are always better left unsaid.
The mind is a wonderful servant,
But a terrible master,
And once it commands, the orders are mandatory.
You did wrong!
I must speak honestly.
But now, the things can’t be changed.
So sleep cold, Rest well,
For you’ve to make the long voyage to the stars.
Stay happy, wherever you shall be,
Rest In Peace.”