July 23rd...

... is Amit's birthday. 28th birthday I think. Grammatically, the sentence should be - July 23rd would have been Amit's 28th birthday. But who cares about stupid grammar when all you can think of is a dear friend who is no more.

For those who didn't know him - that's him.

True Punjabi. Mad about Punjabi music. And Rajma Chawal. And Chicken. And Whisky. And Beer. And yes, Onions! Play any Punjabi song and he'd break into an impromptu Bhangra. Oh, and yes, also mad about Biking! Dude went to the highest motorable road in India, Leh, on his bike.

At work, a total stud in Oracle and Java! He used to treat Oracle with the familiarity that would be second to only the creators of it.

So full of life that I still can't imagine him without any. So I think of it this way - I shall never ever be able to imagine him getting old and ailing and the other degenerations that come as a part of aging. He is Forever Young!


Oh well, I'm planning to have a party Sunday night for the life that was Amit. You're invited!



ps: Amit, I'm sure heaven is too peaceful a place for you, bro! Hope you're back on earth driving someone else mad with your antics!!! Cheers to you!!
And hey.. if you're back as a girl this time... Mundeyaan ton bach ke rahin!!! ;-)
Lotsa love,
Kali.