Lose Yourself

Dear Jogi,

Here's another one for you.

"...Je bhabe drishyo anek gilchhe amay roj,
Shekhane adaal peyle, bhangchi aami; hochhi je nikhoj,
Jekhane dak pathale mrito deher bhide,
Shekhaane tulchhi chhobi, dolchhi neshay, aaschi abar phire..."

You have heard this in fact. But then there was this certain portion which I liked and thought you would like it too. Remember the day when you had called me up, distressed and out of all bounds? That was some day, wasn't it ? What happened Jogi ? Where have you been since?

Remember buddy, the first day ? A shadow walking right up to your room and you not being scared even for a moment. Phew !!! We almost talked the entire night out.

Remember the day when you had come back home, and the days that followed ? Remember Day 1 at Kharagpur ? You were ecstatic. You were such a talkative little soul. Remember when you had explained me the principles you stood by? You almost had me do the same for myself.

Remember that vacation buddy, when every square inch of home seemed like heaven ? Remember that morning at Kharagpur when you had woken me up just to whine about not being at home ? Remember that morning at Kolkata when you had gone berserk shooting and talked about it for one full week ? Remember those Vellore days last year ? You didn't mind the hospital so much, as long as we had the time to talk.

I know I wasn't there that day Jogi. But does that make things so difficult ? Why haven't we spoken in many days Jogi ? Do you not miss me ? You have a life Jogi, I don't. I need you for my sheer existence. I need you to be me. You complete me all the time.

Come back Jogi.

Ciao.