The death of my brother

When I came to college it felt like I was in an another world. I met this guy, tall, funny and he had a mood like always glowing one. The first day in class was nice as I had Fun with that guy. As time passed we became friends then roommates. I spent 3 years of college with him. For me he was more than a friend now, he was my brother. He was part of my family for me. With being the funniest guy in my friend circle he was most sensible one two. We together had baheved like a 2 year old and like a fully grown up guy when we had to make decisions. His habits were most amazing. He never had bad intention for anyone. He was the first person i been to class with. He was the first person to give me first college party. He was the first person who shared his love life with me. He was the first person in college with whom i dont have to wear masks. We knew eachother. We knew eachother’s habit. We knew when we will wake up and when we will sleep. We knew what We like and what we dislike. We had so much fun together that i dont think the way he made me laugh anyone can ever do that. We had laughed together for hours. We had time when we had been together for eachother in those tough times. Its actually hard to believe that he is gone. Suddenly a news came that he died. I didn’t knew how to react. I didn’t knew if this is true or not. I was like shocked to hell with this. The feeling you get when you lose one of the most amazing and closest friends. He was my brother, he been there when I needed him. He been there when I wanted to have fun. We heated eachother, we fighted in fun. We had most amazing time together. I don’t even want to believe that he is no more. I still think that I will call him and he will pick up and answer and say that we all fell for his pranks. 16th August 2017 was the day I had received worst news of my life till now. I never been in this much shock even when I lost my grandmother. But he, I was attached to him. He was the one who wake me up in the morning to study. He was the one to kept me from sleeping in the time of exams. He was the one I was dependent that he will teach me during exams. I wish I can go back in time and tell him not go to that river. I wish I can just do anything that might get him back. I wish this is just a dream. He tried to get me in right track. He was a well wisher. He was a brother. He was a family. Just want to tell him 

“Dude, you’re totally idiot. You can’t leave me like this. You have to get back and teach me in exams. Tease me with my height and my big round cheeks. You have to come back and open my almira and take things without asking me. I want you to come and push me down my bed so that you can sleep. I want you back brother. You were my brother from a different mother. But you were a true friend, a true brother. I will keep missing you everyday. I guess here still everything is related to you somehow. Sorry I wasn’t there to save you!”

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10 thoughts on “The death of my brother

  1. Abhay bro….. Now who will provide us notes during exams……his writing was too good as his nature…. It’s unbelievable for me that he is not with us. He was our first roommate, the tall boy with hear n there going hairs n beard…… missing u kartik too much….😭😭

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  2. I’m so sorry for your loss. Friends (family, brother) like that are hard to come by. I’m sure he’s still by your side everyday, and everyday whether you’re progressing in your life or career, he’s with you every step of the way.

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  3. Abhay bro….. Now who will provide us notes during exams……his writing was too good as his nature…. It’s unbelievable for me that he is not with us. He was our first roommate like, the tall boy with hear n there going hairs n beard……miss kartik too much….😭😭

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