To my Dearest Friend, Kavith

It’s been a long day, and the lavender to one’s joy—a soul that has the world to offer, yet constrained with time and other things. I have known you, (Kavith and to the world, ‘kaka’) for a long time, yet feel that I do not know anything.

It is as if my heart were a plastic coated attire, but a gemstone to you—in the dimmest of my days and the fiercest of my nights. You stood only a feet away from me—2013 it was and that is when I started walking, so much for the little mind to comprehend.

Times get intentionally tough, and the flowers start gossiping about our fall—autumn that never reciprocates or what is joy if it isn’t your presence. You shine today, above all the pigeons that doubted on you, and with the tenderest of your touch, you fill everyone’s mind with such positive vibes.

I still remember the conversation we had, a night before I was about to leave—and with so much comfort, eyes could barely feel or skin that always melts. And you waited patiently, counting the stars over the endless sky and calling me, texting me like the only person who cared for me.

“Is everything alright Yogesh?”

“Have you had anything to eat?”

“Please talk to me!”

And I knew right away, for nobody ever cared for me like you did. There is no one who knows me for who I am, but you—playing with the fires yet painting it with silver coating of happiness to my life every single time.

And today, I know that we are both fighting with our lives, this gift that no longer shines—tides that no longer wait. Times are tough, and so is the will to live. I still remember, the room filled with estranged people, and everyone who had all hopes on you. With just a glitter of charisma, everyone smiled and you are the sole reason behind that, please know that.

Words don’t reach, but the thought that you have always stood beside me when no one did. It’s the greatest epiphany of life, in conquering everything that is not, but a friend who never leaves. I once thought that the stars were the most attractive, but your soul which is placidly appealing—shaking mountains and building bridges to new breaths.

And as we walk the tragic mile, I have but a thought—for the world will be yours today and tomorrow, and every book will have been read, in this endless loop of time and tide—but never a friend like you who cared so much.

You are a true friend, forever will be one. Best wishes in everything that life presents you with tomorrow. And continue making people smile, it’s the one therapy that we all lack.

-Yogesh Chandra