2011-01-25 19:03:38
I write this as I am sitting on a flight from Holtsville, NY. It’s the second week of january and ajay has been gone almost a month. I’m struggling to write something because I believe I have not done enough. And I cannot let him just go past into the distance…
What do you do when a friend dies? Feel sad, say life must go on, get on with it…
Of all the poems that I studied in school there is one that always sticks with me. It’s a pretty haunting poem because of the reality it has always talked about. I kind of remember reading somewhere that the poem’s line were the last words of Jawahar Lal Nehru, Prime Minister of India…
Woods are lovely dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep…
I want him to be remembered, I want to remember him, as somebody I look up to. As somebody who held me to a higher standard than I held myself.
In 1998 I was introduced to Maslow, and I think he got it right. If you want to look him up look for Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs. Right up there was Self Actualisation…at the end that is where Ajay was.
By writing this I want to do something, anything, raise a shrine for somebody who stepped outside himself and was there for me.
Ajay, you make me want to be a better man.
Samyeer Metrani 