Should I wait For it to be exactly six months Since you decided To change the plane of your existence? Do I not remember you Very often, never mind what date Or day, or time it is? When two of my friends Had surgery recently To remove growths You come to mind Whenever I lift a camera I often see you, Before I see the scene in front of me. When I see good planning And crisp execution You slip into my thoughts. When I laugh at jokes I recollect how you used humour to heal yourself. The determination that got you through so much, The travels all over the world The staunch affection… You are there in every thought I have About such things. Time will flow past: Six months may turn into years. My friend, you are always here Where it matters. In my heart, and in my memories.
Kiran Kannappan and I went to Shivamogga to help conduct a summer camp for 85 rural children, under the aegis of
It was still very pleasant when several of us met up at the Millennium Avenue gate of DFRS, and Harish led us, literally, up the garden path.
As I returned From an outing, back home I chanced upon this sight Of a superhero on the roam.