Remembering a friend
Some people
dream only. Others work hard to fulfill
that dream. Yet at times those dreams
never come true, not because of lack of effort.
It is the invisible arm we call destiny that takes a person away robbing
his or her dream almost as a cruel joke.
It has been
over 33 years since I lost my dear friend Satyesh (Banikya) and the love of his
life, Manjuma in a freak accident in the snow-covered road of Ithaca, NY. They had left behind a gift of their love, a
6-year old daughter – orphaned. That’s
when one wonders if God is love why such things happen.
posted by Red River at 1:59 PM
1 Comments:
Thank you for honoring my parents' memory, Lohit Uncle. This anniversary evoked a lot of emotions- it being the thirty-third and them having lived only thirty-three years...
I look forward to meeting you soon and hearing about the happy memories you have of them. It would mean a lot to me.
Love,
Momi
Sunday, January 26, 2014 8:49:00 PM
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