The real meaning of loss...

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It's been a long time since I last blogged. Trust me guys, I was not finding time at all. Regular classes, mundane schedules and pathetic life was preventing me from reaching out to you. Today, this optimistic person for the first time in his blog goes pessimistic. Life is something that will certainly turn any happy and optimistic person sad and pessimistic. Does anyone truly know the meaning of loss? I don't think so and I have my own reasons for this. Everyone thinks losses are temporary or are so unimportant that we tend to rather evade it or cover it up with something or the other. But, some losses can't truly be recovered. Just think for a while and you will come to know of which loss I'm talking about. I won't take the name, but sadly he was our best friend, kind, helpful and motivating. He never said "No" to anyone. A person who had an ever so happy face, a laugh no one can forget, love for each and every fellow mates as though they were his own brothers and sisters. He was someone special for us. He was our only reason for whom we were alive. The time that we spent with was really precious. Today with his silence, everything has got silenced, the laughs, jokes, the lovely moments spent with him, in short, every single reason for our existence has been silenced and terminated. I just wonder, why he had to leave us, couldn't he live a few more days...Huh...I know he won't come back but the loss we are at with his absence is something I really call as loss.....I know, many of you will be annoyed after reading this, but if I have hurt anyone, I earnestly apologize and pray that his soul reats in peace.....

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