The Goa trip that never happened.

Last year during Christmas when I said this on FB, ‘So many in Bangalore, but not even one company for Goa. My life sucks.‘, he was the one who silently messaged me to take leaves during this precise season for a Goa trip to experience the Goa Carnival. He would make it from Hyderabad and I would travel from Bangalore. Unfortunately, he passed away this morning and leaving a question mark to the Goa get-together, forever…

As many as 5 people have conveyed their gratitude to me for being an Inspiration to get into Blogging but the one who urged and pushed me to Blog (seeing my GTalk one-liners) is no more on earth to accept my gratitude in person. I could not but confide to my friends that he was the reason, apart from Himalayas, but all I couldn’t do was to convey my heartfelt thankfulness to him. I was late.

Now, I feel that emptiness in my life, online or offline for those witty/humorous comments on my FB/Blog posts, those LIKE hits, those FIFA discussions, the request for movie ratings n reviews, the Oscar follow-ups and those unabashed admiration and appreciation for me, have just ceased to appear. And won’t come anymore. Never.

But then the above isn’t as shattering. What couldn’t be endured is the loss of the only son, worse, the only child of his parents, at just a tender age of 29…Inexplicable and unbearable grief.

His last few overwhelming updates on Facebook :

And what he last wrote on Orkut:

He’s my goodwill friend, Sandip Sarkar.

Circa 2008. (2nd from left)

Of all the hits on my blog till date, I owe every single one of it to you mate. May your soul rest in peace.

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