I have many friends, some from from my child hood days. There are others whom I met at various points of my life. Few from school days and few from college days and few worked with me in the college and the bank. But this post is about a friend who is not like others.
I met Ragavan in 1963 as a class mate in my first year at Agricultural College, Annamalai University.Our names brought us together in the class, laboratory and field work . In the attendance register names were in alphabetical order- after Ragavan it was Rajasubramanian. He had his room mates and i had mine in the college hostel in the first year and we concentrated more on studies.In the 2nd year he was my room mate. We had lot of occasions to know each other's view point and soon we found that we were in the same wavelength. We had so much in common as we found with passing days. With every day we found that our line of thoughts and values were the same and the differences if any were trivial. He was a vegetarian and i was non-vegetarian.Both were non smokers.
During the 3 years -2nd,3rd and4th year of the college we spent lot of time together exchanging thoughts, discussing personal problems and sharing joys . Many days we used to sit in the lawn and talk till late in the night.
After graduation we had to separate. But th bondage was strong that we wrote letters to each other, expressive and emotional. Because of his affable nature he became a family friend soon after my marriage.He had a vision of the future and analyse things deeply and from varios angles. He would say,'u dont know, this is like this.'I would understand. So also he would discuss certain issues intimate to his heart with me as he knew that I was reliable and responsible.
We had meetings whenver and whaever possible and spend the time on talking and talking for hours.People used to wonder what is there to talk for so long in the beach or in the terrace or in the park. Can a time limit be set for thinking? It was sharing of thoughts and we had so much ,each of us. Our families have a bondage running to decades.
All good things come to an end.
A good friend is a God's gift.HE has chosen to take the gift back.
I am sorry that Ragavan is not here to read this blog and pass his unique comments. He passed away on 26th April 2006. His absence has made me a loner and blogging is an emotional outlet.
I met Ragavan in 1963 as a class mate in my first year at Agricultural College, Annamalai University.Our names brought us together in the class, laboratory and field work . In the attendance register names were in alphabetical order- after Ragavan it was Rajasubramanian. He had his room mates and i had mine in the college hostel in the first year and we concentrated more on studies.In the 2nd year he was my room mate. We had lot of occasions to know each other's view point and soon we found that we were in the same wavelength. We had so much in common as we found with passing days. With every day we found that our line of thoughts and values were the same and the differences if any were trivial. He was a vegetarian and i was non-vegetarian.Both were non smokers.
During the 3 years -2nd,3rd and4th year of the college we spent lot of time together exchanging thoughts, discussing personal problems and sharing joys . Many days we used to sit in the lawn and talk till late in the night.
After graduation we had to separate. But th bondage was strong that we wrote letters to each other, expressive and emotional. Because of his affable nature he became a family friend soon after my marriage.He had a vision of the future and analyse things deeply and from varios angles. He would say,'u dont know, this is like this.'I would understand. So also he would discuss certain issues intimate to his heart with me as he knew that I was reliable and responsible.
We had meetings whenver and whaever possible and spend the time on talking and talking for hours.People used to wonder what is there to talk for so long in the beach or in the terrace or in the park. Can a time limit be set for thinking? It was sharing of thoughts and we had so much ,each of us. Our families have a bondage running to decades.
All good things come to an end.
A good friend is a God's gift.HE has chosen to take the gift back.
I am sorry that Ragavan is not here to read this blog and pass his unique comments. He passed away on 26th April 2006. His absence has made me a loner and blogging is an emotional outlet.
