Its winter in London here. White snow, slippery road, gloomy sky and lifeless bare trees in this dull nature after autumn, did not really reflect anything in my mind apart from a little season change. Reason, "running after money" doing some jobs, saving money to make bright future gaining some "foreign degrees". Life looks very boring just going to work coming back with heavy headache and going back to school the later day. Very honestly, thats why we learn how to have fun from a simplest joke. a stupidity, a little care or a little most sacrifice.
Living so far away from family, I always had to look for people, who can comfort me and live with me as flatmates. Toha bhai was the fist person to build a good circle of friends. Mizan came along later 2006 and he was the person, I'd rather say, a true star, who filled our life with joy. He introduced me to Aador bhai who came in accidentally and then had good time with us. Then I was introduced to Raiyan, then Azim and loads of people who really comforted me time to time and all happened for Mizan and Toha bhai. We had really good time together, always. Aador bhai inspired us in photography and Raiyan hold the trail. I was barely a follower. We learnt so many things together, had arguments towards learning. And learnt so many things, which lot many people wouldn't even think of.
None of us was any of a good cook apart from Raiyan. Each days he cooked, we ran out of rice although he cooked more than others! lovely looking, delicious mouth-watering foods. Very organised pal he was for sure. Oh his creepy dances with manipulated songs. Everytime any of us was hungry, he found some money from the middle of no-where and bought food for all of us. We had so many thoughtful chats being drunk, well the day later we found them stupid! Sudden photowalks, working on photos, being shouted at for deleting RAW images ... was all only for him.
He was a true admirer, a selfless, true honest person, who used to believe no one harms him, unless he doesn't. He was the jewel of us.
But life had to go on. Aador bhai left, we were alone again but his memories and inspiration for photography were the things which gave us cozy hugs of loves everytime. Toha bhai took an abrupt decision to leave and left. And now its Raiyan, who is leaving. Heartfelt, broken into pieces finding everyone leaving us, leaving me. Mizan will be leaving very soon. We had one more person who came in recently, Mitul bhai another true gentleman with a good sense of humour! He has plans to leave us next year and going back Home. Other day, Azim was telling me, "end of the days, it will be me and you who'll be left alone bro" guess thats true. Raiyan was telling me, once, "I know, you dont like me, I know, I know" and he was sad. I couldn't say a little thing to answer. Only thing, I was thinking, "I wish you could say, we have been friends for 17 long years and will be forever, like you say it to Azim". I wish I could say that.
Separation, thats what we call it, its just a life's rudest part to bid goodbye to welcome others. Yet I hope to re-unite them once again when we are home, a true home.
Well, he is not leaving very soon, so lets enjoy Christmas together ...
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