I will miss you forever; my first friend
ever on this virtual space, from you I
tried to learn how to write, and if things
went wrong, how to make them right,
I will never ever forget the long and
varied conversations I had with you,
be it about India, during the time of
pre-independence when you were
in my city of joy as a governor, or about
those sumptuous cakes your spouse
would bake for you; ‘husband at home’
the summary of yours on LinkedIn
that made me laugh, and realize the
depth of the statement, I have no doubt,
my friend that you must have been the
most ideal of husbands; your sharp sense
of humor clearly came from your enormous
range of knowledge, but what touched me
the most was your willingness to accommodate
the non-English writers like me, an outstanding
ability; your suggestions, corrections, and appraisals
of my texts buzz around me still, they’ll remain,
as it were, you will continue to be the Bozzz;
O wordsmith, the master of rhymes, dear David,
such a deft poet, and a remarkable person I will miss.
A loving testimony to everlasting friendship; and isn’t it friends that we find ourselves?
Oh, I am so glad you liked it. I didn’t see your comment until this evening. Yes, I have made many friends here, lost many as well. All a part of the plan. Yes, David was a mentor and a friend. We had very meaningful conversations over a wide range of subjects.
His last work (reportedly) was “Musing on the Threshold” which displayed humility, and homour, as well as skill. You were fortunate indeed, Supratik, to have him as a friend and mentor. I’m drawn to wondering where he is musing now? Perhaps upon his ne’er forgetting friend?
I missed reading the poem, so went and read and reread. I am sure you must have heard of Tagore. Tagore also wrote his last poem (also made into a song) where he imagined himself as dead, so he was handing over all his keys and other responsibilities to his family members and followers.
“I’m drawn to wondering where he is musing now? Perhaps upon his ne’er forgetting friend?” Gratitude.
I am so happy this one got a nib! Bozz will be remembered as a master of the craft when rhyming was concerned, also as someone who could motivate others to write. Thank you.
I adored him. He was a one off.
A lovely tribute.
Thank you, I adored him too.