In Memory of Seema

Yah, I thought i will give another title to this note, but finally decided to write about her as a continuation of my past memoir. She was the girl I grew up with from childhood days and yet had a very good love and hate relationship throughout my life. I can call it a 'love and hate'relationship ' because at so many points of time we have confronted with eachother with opposite ideas, groups and gangs but have always come back as good friends.

I have not met her for last fifteen years ! Long since 1993 summer. I got married in February, 1993 and then i think we went to their house few times and then suddenly something happenned due to her younger sister and i stopped visiting their house and then i assume she got married in 1994 and then i have no meeting with her. But i have her news and know that she is Zambia and also flew last time over her country to Mauritius but never ventured to meet her. in 2008 January her elder sister told me that she has come to India and after so many years I wanted to speak to her but in vein as i could not connected to her sisters home when she was around.

I think lots of things in life are pre-destined and so also my relationship with her. At some point of time she was very good friend and in the next couple of days she turned to be one of worst crtics. I have never minded her words and neither will be evr in life but it seems the confusion continues in life forever. If i could have met her sometime in last fifteen years, probably i could have clarified lots of things and tried to bring back my relationship normal with her. I know that she is mother of a son and so also i am father of a smart and intelligent boy !

i wish i could ever meet her in my life before i die and speak to her. If she happens toread my blog in this life or after my death, may be she will get some idea about my relationship with her. If i dont get a chance, may be i will clarify her in the next life.

I need to clarify her about so many people, her own sister Jhuma, my freind Sudershan Nadda, our job at Media World, My meeting with her and family in the dense forest of Similipal in that eventful night, my marriage to Julie and so many things in life.....

But I wish I could meet her some day... if I die then may be this will be one of the things that I could no do ' meeting her' and explaining things to her.

Lets pray together that i meet her at some corner of the world and spend sometime over a cup of coffee and explain the meaning if life... wish I could do that today and now... But horses dont have wings... You wanna know about her role in my life ? continue reading my blog