A dear colleague and one of the best human beings I've ever come across is no more. As I write this, he is being taken off life support. Ironical that the most talented, intelligent and genius of a man has been declared brain dead. A recent father, a great intellectual, a dedicated professional, a huge talent and more importantly a fabulous man, is no more. Stories of his talents, abilities are sort of urban legends within his alma mater, at his workplace, someone all others know deep inside to be the next big thing to happen to not just us but to the whole of corporate world. But the promise of his professional career would easily be eclipsed with the persona that he is. Ever efficacious and attentive, he is what I'd consider to be a role model if I ever had one. Nothing but his memory remains - an idea, a memory, a life - all enclosed in a figment of thoughts, pictures, words - of his idea with in the conscience.
And it all happened out of the blue, just like a blip in the fabric of existence. All it took was a couple of seconds. It hit like a bullet, but once the realization dawned, it brought with it more than just the obvious. Yes, a life is no more, affecting lives far beyond his own or of his wife, or his 6-month old boy, of his parents with an only son, of his friends, his colleagues and even beyond his known for his circle was immense, as a man with a magnificent personality would.
It all brings questions on the frailties of life, of its vulnerability, of his insignificance, of its mirage. All it takes is a small piece of metal, even smaller amount of a poison, and even lesser mass of stress. For something so incidental and week can never be significant, can never be permanent, only a small peripheral incident. The truth, the omnipotent, the permanent is far beyond.
Krsna says its your soul and the only role you play is to fulfill your duties or Karma. Maybe or maybe just another figment of our imagination and ever-yearning desire to fulfill egos to achieve significance. Whatever it is - its a debate for a later date.
But right now, Aseem Chaturvedi, you'll be dearly missed. Your life, however few moments we shared are and will be cherished. For all the things that you are and you were, may your smile and your memories remain forever and ever. But most importantly may your family find the strength and your soul find the peace that you deserve.
2 comments:
Beautiful & heart rendering tribute to a good soul, really miss my bro, prayers are all we can offer, guess God likes to take the good young.
First person I met on campus and i developed an immediate liking for this brave, confident and friendly man. With time I found out about his extraordinary creative and intellectual capabilities and would refer him in my conversations as if he was right there in front of me. Reading this heart stopping piece from Mayank made me feel as if I was standing on a beach with sand slipping beneath my feet while a large wave recedes into the ocean. I will miss you dear friend.... always.
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