Monday, November 2, 2015

Brothers Forever

Last picture of Vishwam taken on thursday evening, 29th october, when he came to see me off.


For most people in the world, their first journey out of country brings in a lot of beautiful memories. Mine are scarred forever.
Hardly a day after reaching the US, I came to know that my friend Vishwam was no more. He was the last friend to meet me before my flight. He was not just a friend, he was more of a big brother to me, who broke his promises of visiting me in the US. 
Have known him for about two and a half years now. The first day i met him, He was freaking out on top of the Bhongir Hill, because he was terribly afraid of heights. That day at breakfast, Vishwam was pleasantly surprised with my voracious appetite and was among the select few who could match it with his own. He founded and made me a part of a foodie group aptly called " We live to Eat". He fell asleep waiting for our order to be served at a Chinese restaurant on my birthday.
Vishwam stretched the boundaries of physical endurance. From being unable to swim for ten metres to swimming 1.5 kms at a stretch, it took him mere weeks. Running long distances in terrific timings, the speed with which he progressed was unbeatable. So much so that when people accomplished something incredible, we would say that the achievement was Vishwam-level. 
He still keeps inspiring me to look at life with fresh percepectives and that everyone has the right to represent their perspective. "Even if we can't agree, we will learn something from their view." 
Have heard many times when people say " I lost a part of my soul with him" but this is the first time I could completely relate to it. Will be meeting him in heaven after a long time. 
I could keep going on about him but it doesn't matter. Life will never be the same without him.
Am pretty sure that right now he must be freaking the hell out of God in heaven because of his fear of heights and his comments on the food there.
Love you Vishwam.