Hi Sweety,
How are you? Hope you taking good care of yourself…..you better do that…..You know what, in this whole span of time, which I have spent with you, many Things went unexpected…..So let us have a walk, down the lane of memories.
The first time I saw you was in the biochemistry lecture Hall No 2, time 2pm (16-09-06) occasion being BPT 2006 batch orientation, and you were wearing a Green checked shirt with a brown pant…. (You were such a fatso at that point) After that I spoke to you was in the interact lecture hall when a stupid insect bit Me and I had to go through a very painful surgery…You came and asked me how was I feeling…Then slowly days passed by and our first class of Anatomy Dissection Hall came. I was so scared looking at the dead bodies and was almost on the Verge of crying and that's when you came and started talking to me about your Camp which you gone through Malaysia, just to divert my mind. THANK YOU SO MUCH..
Then slowly time passed by and we became more close. All of us (You, me, Alisha ,Mezh Avantika, Neeraj, Druv, Jino and Tricia) used to spend time together, from morning Breakfast to dinner. We just use to talk, talk and talk and giggle away to glory. Then slowly slowly we both became close each other. Your mum always used to call Me and ask me to make you study.(Sorry if I was ever rude unknowingly)For all the Time you have been admitted in the hospital, the amount we all used to run, From getting food to medicine to what not!!!!! And remember the time you fractured your leg we have given you a trip of almost the Manipal on a wheel Chair.Oh God, life was so full of energy and enthusiasm……. Oh yes the make over of jishnu on your birthday……though I only smiled looking at you, and didn't say anything, but you were actually looking hot. Then came the university times….. I was literally behind you to get some work done…..Remember till 3 in the night.
That too in the hospital (When you were suffering from Gastro enteritis) I made you Study the whole of Anatomy.
All this and many more never ending, countless, memories I have, the time spent with you each day, every hour, every minute, each second of it was beautiful. Those big sexy Eyes, with long eye lashes, the million dollar smile, you spreaded happiness where ever you went. You always shine like a bright SUN. You brought in a new energy, a beautiful spirit in my life. You taught me how to live life.
Today without you, I feel so lonely….But I promise you that I will always smile and keep the lamp of life lighted, the way you did. I also promise to be with your family. Because I understand the pain and agony they must be going through. MISSING YOU DEAR, KEEP SMILING. LOVE YOU, MISSING YOU LIKE CRAZY And iam so sorry for all those times I have been rude or I shouted at you.
With Tons of love, Hugs and Kisses.
Kirthi Srinivasan.
The first time I saw you was in the biochemistry lecture Hall No 2, time 2pm (16-09-06) occasion being BPT 2006 batch orientation, and you were wearing a Green checked shirt with a brown pant…. (You were such a fatso at that point) After that I spoke to you was in the interact lecture hall when a stupid insect bit Me and I had to go through a very painful surgery…You came and asked me how was I feeling…Then slowly days passed by and our first class of Anatomy Dissection Hall came. I was so scared looking at the dead bodies and was almost on the Verge of crying and that's when you came and started talking to me about your Camp which you gone through Malaysia, just to divert my mind. THANK YOU SO MUCH..
Then slowly time passed by and we became more close. All of us (You, me, Alisha ,Mezh Avantika, Neeraj, Druv, Jino and Tricia) used to spend time together, from morning Breakfast to dinner. We just use to talk, talk and talk and giggle away to glory. Then slowly slowly we both became close each other. Your mum always used to call Me and ask me to make you study.(Sorry if I was ever rude unknowingly)For all the Time you have been admitted in the hospital, the amount we all used to run, From getting food to medicine to what not!!!!! And remember the time you fractured your leg we have given you a trip of almost the Manipal on a wheel Chair.Oh God, life was so full of energy and enthusiasm……. Oh yes the make over of jishnu on your birthday……though I only smiled looking at you, and didn't say anything, but you were actually looking hot. Then came the university times….. I was literally behind you to get some work done…..Remember till 3 in the night.
That too in the hospital (When you were suffering from Gastro enteritis) I made you Study the whole of Anatomy.
All this and many more never ending, countless, memories I have, the time spent with you each day, every hour, every minute, each second of it was beautiful. Those big sexy Eyes, with long eye lashes, the million dollar smile, you spreaded happiness where ever you went. You always shine like a bright SUN. You brought in a new energy, a beautiful spirit in my life. You taught me how to live life.
Today without you, I feel so lonely….But I promise you that I will always smile and keep the lamp of life lighted, the way you did. I also promise to be with your family. Because I understand the pain and agony they must be going through. MISSING YOU DEAR, KEEP SMILING. LOVE YOU, MISSING YOU LIKE CRAZY And iam so sorry for all those times I have been rude or I shouted at you.
With Tons of love, Hugs and Kisses.
Kirthi Srinivasan.
Dear Sasietta
I have been meaning to write about my beloved nephew, Jishnu, for some time now. Thinking about him took me back a good 17-years. Most of my memories are from the time when I used to visit my parents in Doha during holidays while I was still at Coimbatore, pursuing my Medical degree. As Sasiettan and Chechi used to work, they would drop Jishnu at our place. My mother had the good fortune of being his ‘grandmother’, an experience she is much thankful for. And during the holidays I would have his company the entire day.
During the second holidays, when he was only 3, I remember being woken up from sleep regularly by this fellow who pretended to be superman. You see, I used to lie on a mattress on the floor and he would climb on to a near-by sofa and spring on to me, literally shaking me from my sleep. And to be honest, with his sweet smile and nature, it was very difficult to get angry with him, or if I did get annoyed, to let this emotion linger on for long. The next time I went over, he was five years old, a bigger boy; I still recall him at the Airport waiting to receive me with the others and then insisted on joining us on our drive home. He was attending a play school by now and would come home a little later after the school was over; he would have lots of tales to tell us about his school and his friends.
What takes the cake is this particular incident. Jishnu enjoyed shadowing me around those days. One of my favourite pastimes was calling my old friends (mostly girls); one day I was talking to one of our family friends, Daya, who is now a dentist in Doha. Jishnu came along and after listening to me talk for a while, wanted to have a go himself!!!. He caused quite a ruckus to talk to this person. She heard him and asked me to give him the phone. The rest can only be imagined.....I was by now out of the picture and they were having a hearty talk as if they were long lost friends. What is more, each time I spoke to her afterwards, she would actually ask to talk to him, which he only too happily obliged.
I didn’t see him for a few years until after my marriage. Maya and I had gone to Palavoor (Manuettan and Lathachechi’s place) when Sasiettan, chechi and Jishnu were also visiting them. This was in 1996, when he was 8-9 years old. He took an almost instant liking to Maya. That afternoon when we were resting, he followed us upstairs and lay down on her lap, with his legs over me, so that neither of us could move or leave him and go down. We were talking about him and knew that he was only pretending to be asleep. We played along with him by saying aloud, how sleeping boys would lift their hands and legs. Almost immediately, he raised his arms or legs. As soon as we stopped talking, he couldn’t keep up with his act any longer and insisted we continue to talk about him, again that beautiful smile on his face. It was so nice to see that innocence.
The next day we left for Palani and Kodaikanal. He sat on my lap for most of the journey and that night insisted that he slept between his Anumama and Maya amayee. In Kodai, he wanted to go horse riding with us and was very happy to sit with Maya. When we went boat-riding, I being the largest had to sit on one side to balance the weight. I remember Jishnu echoing the boat-man (you know what I mean) trying to help him decide where to sit whom.
We then saw him a few days later at Tanur and one should have seen the joy on his face when he saw Maya. He called out loud, ran over to her and jumped over her and cuddled so close. For this reason, Jishnu is still the playful loving eight year old in Maya’s mind. We saw him once more during the Millennium new year’s eve and I remember this 13 year old boy, run up to me and sit on my lap, telling me that my moustache did not suit me and showing off his small sprout of facial hair. We later played a few games of make-shift cricket, badminton and soccer with Rishi, Sasiettan and him. There was so much happening that day that we couldn’t spend more time with him.
Although we didn’t see him afterwards we spoke to him on a few occasions, especially after he joined Manipal, the most recent being on his 19th birthday and afterwards when he fractured his feet. I got a few scraps from him on Orkut, the most recent commenting about my photograph. Despite the passing of years, these memories are still so fresh and something to cherish for a lifetime. He will always live in our memories as a very loving and special little boy. We thank God for giving us all those happy times
By Anoop (Australia) (Jishnus Uncle )
During the second holidays, when he was only 3, I remember being woken up from sleep regularly by this fellow who pretended to be superman. You see, I used to lie on a mattress on the floor and he would climb on to a near-by sofa and spring on to me, literally shaking me from my sleep. And to be honest, with his sweet smile and nature, it was very difficult to get angry with him, or if I did get annoyed, to let this emotion linger on for long. The next time I went over, he was five years old, a bigger boy; I still recall him at the Airport waiting to receive me with the others and then insisted on joining us on our drive home. He was attending a play school by now and would come home a little later after the school was over; he would have lots of tales to tell us about his school and his friends.
What takes the cake is this particular incident. Jishnu enjoyed shadowing me around those days. One of my favourite pastimes was calling my old friends (mostly girls); one day I was talking to one of our family friends, Daya, who is now a dentist in Doha. Jishnu came along and after listening to me talk for a while, wanted to have a go himself!!!. He caused quite a ruckus to talk to this person. She heard him and asked me to give him the phone. The rest can only be imagined.....I was by now out of the picture and they were having a hearty talk as if they were long lost friends. What is more, each time I spoke to her afterwards, she would actually ask to talk to him, which he only too happily obliged.
I didn’t see him for a few years until after my marriage. Maya and I had gone to Palavoor (Manuettan and Lathachechi’s place) when Sasiettan, chechi and Jishnu were also visiting them. This was in 1996, when he was 8-9 years old. He took an almost instant liking to Maya. That afternoon when we were resting, he followed us upstairs and lay down on her lap, with his legs over me, so that neither of us could move or leave him and go down. We were talking about him and knew that he was only pretending to be asleep. We played along with him by saying aloud, how sleeping boys would lift their hands and legs. Almost immediately, he raised his arms or legs. As soon as we stopped talking, he couldn’t keep up with his act any longer and insisted we continue to talk about him, again that beautiful smile on his face. It was so nice to see that innocence.
The next day we left for Palani and Kodaikanal. He sat on my lap for most of the journey and that night insisted that he slept between his Anumama and Maya amayee. In Kodai, he wanted to go horse riding with us and was very happy to sit with Maya. When we went boat-riding, I being the largest had to sit on one side to balance the weight. I remember Jishnu echoing the boat-man (you know what I mean) trying to help him decide where to sit whom.
We then saw him a few days later at Tanur and one should have seen the joy on his face when he saw Maya. He called out loud, ran over to her and jumped over her and cuddled so close. For this reason, Jishnu is still the playful loving eight year old in Maya’s mind. We saw him once more during the Millennium new year’s eve and I remember this 13 year old boy, run up to me and sit on my lap, telling me that my moustache did not suit me and showing off his small sprout of facial hair. We later played a few games of make-shift cricket, badminton and soccer with Rishi, Sasiettan and him. There was so much happening that day that we couldn’t spend more time with him.
Although we didn’t see him afterwards we spoke to him on a few occasions, especially after he joined Manipal, the most recent being on his 19th birthday and afterwards when he fractured his feet. I got a few scraps from him on Orkut, the most recent commenting about my photograph. Despite the passing of years, these memories are still so fresh and something to cherish for a lifetime. He will always live in our memories as a very loving and special little boy. We thank God for giving us all those happy times
By Anoop (Australia) (Jishnus Uncle )
Dear uncle,
I was pre-occupied with my pre boards and practicals. I would like to share one incident that happened
in Doha.
One morning, i had woken up late and as a result i hadnt any time left to =ie my tie. I had to rush for my bus. I used to sit with Jishnu and 12th standard students behind the bus. Without me asking anybody, Jishnu offered to help me with the tie. Since i had already started considering him as a big brother, i was quite happy to find out he felt the same about me too. Then whenever i was late, i never was afraid that i might end up without a tied tie at school, 'cause he was always there for me.
One day i was late and my Mom was worried. I said "dont worry, Jishnu is there", and thats how she came to know about him too. we met him once in Lulu Hyper Market and my Mom recalls seeing him with Aunty in Lulu too.
One day, in April, we saw you and Aunty at the gift wrapping counter. We were waiting just behind you to wrap a gift.
There are many memories to cherish about him which should keep us going.
With love and regards,
Suraj
in Doha.
One morning, i had woken up late and as a result i hadnt any time left to =ie my tie. I had to rush for my bus. I used to sit with Jishnu and 12th standard students behind the bus. Without me asking anybody, Jishnu offered to help me with the tie. Since i had already started considering him as a big brother, i was quite happy to find out he felt the same about me too. Then whenever i was late, i never was afraid that i might end up without a tied tie at school, 'cause he was always there for me.
One day i was late and my Mom was worried. I said "dont worry, Jishnu is there", and thats how she came to know about him too. we met him once in Lulu Hyper Market and my Mom recalls seeing him with Aunty in Lulu too.
One day, in April, we saw you and Aunty at the gift wrapping counter. We were waiting just behind you to wrap a gift.
There are many memories to cherish about him which should keep us going.
With love and regards,
Suraj
STARTING FROM THE LEFT : RAKHEE (Jishnu's senior-she was doing MPT at the time), TRICIA (Jishnu's classmate),SAMEER ( he played the guitar for us), VANESSA (Jishnu's senior), JISHNU , VIDUSHANA (Jishnu's batchmate and close friend), DAMIEN (Myself), DIVYA(Jishnu's senior)
Dearest Aunty,
I received the "Website" and was in tears going through it. I would not say I knew Jishnu very well but whatever time I have spent with him has made me feel so much sorrow for the loss of a wonderful soul as his. I have seen him in college now and then and always thought he was a happy going kind of person. Then we interacted when we were in the same Singing group to perform from our college in the University's inter College competitions. He was always a good listener, would give suggestions here and there but was always attentive. I could also notice that he would always make sure that he would cater peoples' needs first and then look for his. He would make people around him feel comfortable and they would feel easy in his company. I remember when he would come late for practice, all he would do is flash his expensive innocent smile and all of us would just pull him in and forgive him, keeping on telling ourselves that we'll let him go this time (but this would happen the next day again). But what struck me was not his ways to escape but how he had the image knowing that he is guilty and how he should make things better for us. It was more of a 'selfless approach' to mend things. Our times spent during practice was unforgettable. Apart from learning how to sing, we learnt how to 'know' each other. And trust me he was the best from all of us. I still remember asking him to lend me ties for the Final performance and he came with a bag stuffed with loads of them. He had a flashy red tie, yellow, blue and what not. I saved myself with the red tie he suggested. Overall we came out of the competition not thinking of winning or losing but of how we came to 'know' each other. We went to Dollops after that to celebrate our performance and we clicked pictures and recorded videos. I would send them to you if you want me to in fact. We ordered for burgers, fries and juice and we hogged our way to celebration. Then we all made comments about how bad we performed and Jishnu was trying to make the girls feel better. He always had this air of innocence around him all the time. When we finally paid the bill and left, we exchanged goodbyes and how we are going to miss our sessions. I would bump into him very often after that. Then when I finished my internship and left for my job in Mumbai, we would keep in touch over the internet. One fine day, the 1 st of November 2007, the first thing I did after logging in was to wish him a happy birthday. I later got a message from a friend telling me about the unexpected tragedy. Many things went through my mind at that point of time. The whole birthday happening, his trip to Gokarna that I already heard of, it all couldn't register a static feeling about 'the event'. After a few days I realized that it was all God's plan. It was God's plan all along. He made sure that Jishnu touched hearts before He would call him home. And I was among those whom he touched. I strongly believe that God always has a 'reason' for what ever He does. And it is we who need to have the faith to trust His reasons. I pray that His reasons have touched all of us and may god bless and protect your family.
My heartfelt sorrow and prayers to you and your family.
Jishnu look after us
My heartfelt sorrow and prayers to you and your family.
Jishnu look after us
I have attached a pad where i have collected a few songs.They are songs i would like to dedicate to Jishnu.
I'm not sure why i am sending them but something tells me that it will ease a little of your pain, if not all.
Remember that we are here for you.
Dedicated to Jishnu
(extracts of lyrics from three songs):
I'm not sure why i am sending them but something tells me that it will ease a little of your pain, if not all.
Remember that we are here for you.
Dedicated to Jishnu
(extracts of lyrics from three songs):
WISH YOU WERE HERE -- PINK FLOYD.
... So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange
a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
running over the same old ground. What have we found?
The same old fears,
wish you were here.
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange
a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
running over the same old ground. What have we found?
The same old fears,
wish you were here.
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WINTER -- BAYSIDE.
When Winter falls
Next year, I'll be holding on
To anything nailed down
As for being patient, with fate and all, it's getting old.
And my mind is slowly changing
I'm calling all my oldest friends,
Saying "sorry for this mess we're in,"
And I'm waiting, waiting
For the Sun to come and melt this snow,
wash away the pain, and give me back control, control.
An angel got his wings,
And we'll hold our heads up knowing that he's fine.
We'd all be lucky to have a love like that in a lifetime.
Should we still set his plate?
Should we still save his chair?
Should we still buy him gifts?
And if we don't, did we not care?
It makes you think about the life you've led,
Things you've done, things you've said.
And it's grounding, grounding.
I've been feeling three feet tall this month,
hardly indestructible.
But the snow melts, and the rhythm still goes on.
Friends stay side by side,
In life and death you've always stole my heart,
You've always meant so much to me, it's hard to believe
So much to me, it's hard to believe
So much to me, it's hard to believe this.
Next year, I'll be holding on
To anything nailed down
As for being patient, with fate and all, it's getting old.
And my mind is slowly changing
I'm calling all my oldest friends,
Saying "sorry for this mess we're in,"
And I'm waiting, waiting
For the Sun to come and melt this snow,
wash away the pain, and give me back control, control.
An angel got his wings,
And we'll hold our heads up knowing that he's fine.
We'd all be lucky to have a love like that in a lifetime.
Should we still set his plate?
Should we still save his chair?
Should we still buy him gifts?
And if we don't, did we not care?
It makes you think about the life you've led,
Things you've done, things you've said.
And it's grounding, grounding.
I've been feeling three feet tall this month,
hardly indestructible.
But the snow melts, and the rhythm still goes on.
Friends stay side by side,
In life and death you've always stole my heart,
You've always meant so much to me, it's hard to believe
So much to me, it's hard to believe
So much to me, it's hard to believe this.
........................................................................................
TEARS IN HEAVEN -- ERIC CLAPTON.
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you feel the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong and carry on
cause I know I don't belong here in heaven...
Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way through night and day
cause I know I just can't stay here in heaven...
Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees
Time can break your heart, have you begging please...begging please
Beyond the door there's peace I'm sure
And I know there'll be no more tears in heaven...
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you feel the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong and carry on
cause I know I don't belong here in heaven...
Damien Marwein
Jishnu's College mate
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you feel the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong and carry on
cause I know I don't belong here in heaven...
Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way through night and day
cause I know I just can't stay here in heaven...
Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees
Time can break your heart, have you begging please...begging please
Beyond the door there's peace I'm sure
And I know there'll be no more tears in heaven...
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you feel the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong and carry on
cause I know I don't belong here in heaven...
Damien Marwein
Jishnu's College mate
Hey Dude,
It’s been a while eh? Hope you’ve been doing well. Hope you’re watching over your parents and taking care of them. How I wish I could sit back with you n catch up on old times, but all I can do is sit here alone and reminisce.
I remember the first time I met you, Physics tuitions! You, with your ear-rings n that crazy hairdo. I remember talking to you for the first time, “I’m Malaysian” you said proudly with that glint in your smile! “Nice Earrings” I said “Yeah thanks;” you said, “the guy in the shop kinda liked me so he gave me 2 piercing for the price of 1!” then I revealed to you that a right ear piercing meant you were gay n you were like “No Way! Elton John got such a big right piercing!” “Ermm… Elton John is gay” I laughed!
Man, those were the days! Sitting n dreaming away, while Mrs. Khusumam talked about Transistors n Light n what not! And who could forget those stupid tests, damn; I remember how I used to copy straight out of the book, placed strategically on my lap while you couldn’t copy for nuts (and I always thought I was bad)! That’s something I’ll always remember you for, your innocence. I remember once, I called your place to ask a doubt n you had friends over and I was like “I’ll call back later” n you said “no man, I’m not that kind of a friend” n you solved it right there, thanks man, it made me feel real good, I wouldn’t do that for anyone. You were one of the first friends I made in that god-forsaken place (Qatar).
You were a good friend man, so diplomatic n considerate. I remember once it was my birthday, n I bought you a mountain-dew as a treat, n you were like “Why didn’t you tell me before???” n the next day you got me a cologne! Dude, we hardly knew each other! But I guess that’s what made you so special. I remember your birthday, we all went to pizza hut, I still have those photos.
I remember talking to you about music n MOVIES! Damn; what a movie freak you were! Your favorite was SAW, I remember reading the movie spoiler on the net n screwing up the ending for you!
Then of coarse there was the auspicious BOARD EXAM time! The time you studied so much that you wouldn’t have time to shave, or did you just do that for effect? And I used to call you “Al-Queda Operative”. I remember you were so scared about chemistry, but luckily you cleared. Then you went to Malaysia, n I remember chatting with you n your little cousin, Mahija, from there.
Why’d you have to go? I’ve asked myself this so many times but I can’t think of a good enough answer. They say “God picks the best fruits first” but that jus makes him selfish, to take someone who everyone loved so much at such a young age. I know I’m being hateful, but I can’t help it. That’s life I guess, just keep dragging through till one day it gets so colourless that you yourself leave everything n go away. I wish I was in touch with someone who knew you like I did, so we could talk about you, I’ve told so many of my family and friends about you, just so that I can talk about you, it makes me feel better.
I’ll never forget you n all those times we had, in tuitions, hanging out at City Centre. Thanks so much for everything, right from the Music to Russell Peters to all those episodes of The Family Guy n everything in between, but most of all, for being my friend. I’m so glad I got to meet you after my first year, but I should’ve stayed in touch, I’m sorry for that. I hope that wherever you are, you’re at peace.
Miss You a lot
Saneth
I remember the first time I met you, Physics tuitions! You, with your ear-rings n that crazy hairdo. I remember talking to you for the first time, “I’m Malaysian” you said proudly with that glint in your smile! “Nice Earrings” I said “Yeah thanks;” you said, “the guy in the shop kinda liked me so he gave me 2 piercing for the price of 1!” then I revealed to you that a right ear piercing meant you were gay n you were like “No Way! Elton John got such a big right piercing!” “Ermm… Elton John is gay” I laughed!
Man, those were the days! Sitting n dreaming away, while Mrs. Khusumam talked about Transistors n Light n what not! And who could forget those stupid tests, damn; I remember how I used to copy straight out of the book, placed strategically on my lap while you couldn’t copy for nuts (and I always thought I was bad)! That’s something I’ll always remember you for, your innocence. I remember once, I called your place to ask a doubt n you had friends over and I was like “I’ll call back later” n you said “no man, I’m not that kind of a friend” n you solved it right there, thanks man, it made me feel real good, I wouldn’t do that for anyone. You were one of the first friends I made in that god-forsaken place (Qatar).
You were a good friend man, so diplomatic n considerate. I remember once it was my birthday, n I bought you a mountain-dew as a treat, n you were like “Why didn’t you tell me before???” n the next day you got me a cologne! Dude, we hardly knew each other! But I guess that’s what made you so special. I remember your birthday, we all went to pizza hut, I still have those photos.
I remember talking to you about music n MOVIES! Damn; what a movie freak you were! Your favorite was SAW, I remember reading the movie spoiler on the net n screwing up the ending for you!
Then of coarse there was the auspicious BOARD EXAM time! The time you studied so much that you wouldn’t have time to shave, or did you just do that for effect? And I used to call you “Al-Queda Operative”. I remember you were so scared about chemistry, but luckily you cleared. Then you went to Malaysia, n I remember chatting with you n your little cousin, Mahija, from there.
Why’d you have to go? I’ve asked myself this so many times but I can’t think of a good enough answer. They say “God picks the best fruits first” but that jus makes him selfish, to take someone who everyone loved so much at such a young age. I know I’m being hateful, but I can’t help it. That’s life I guess, just keep dragging through till one day it gets so colourless that you yourself leave everything n go away. I wish I was in touch with someone who knew you like I did, so we could talk about you, I’ve told so many of my family and friends about you, just so that I can talk about you, it makes me feel better.
I’ll never forget you n all those times we had, in tuitions, hanging out at City Centre. Thanks so much for everything, right from the Music to Russell Peters to all those episodes of The Family Guy n everything in between, but most of all, for being my friend. I’m so glad I got to meet you after my first year, but I should’ve stayed in touch, I’m sorry for that. I hope that wherever you are, you’re at peace.
Miss You a lot
Saneth
Jishnu..
Jishnu was my only dear cousin in Doha, who I have been seeing since childhood....
Since Childhood...he was a very smart guy with lot of substance...was a guy with with lot of manners and politeness...rather an admired boy I would say!!!
He always used to be a regular member at my house as my brother was his batch mate.....Both were dear and near to each other!!!!
I myself haven't got to know him so closely....But the last time we met was at a restaurant in Doha, with Valsala aunty and Sasi uncle, where we got to talk after so many years.... We spoke so much that we even promised to meet up the next time I went down to Malaysia....
The day I got to know about the shocking tragedy. I was literally stunned and was not able to digest the whole news at all...For the very first time I had realized how much I missed my dear Jishnu...As the world speaks about Jishnu.."He was a boy who used to mingle with anyone and everyone and someone who gave away so much love to his dear ones"...that day I sat back and thought what a big loss it was to our entire family. The very same day myself, my wife and my parents went over to meet Valsala aunty and Sasi uncle....We could see the entire crowd in Doha there...the near and dear ones were all present mourning over the big loss...I wasn't able to tolerate the amount of emotions going through over there....It was really the most sad and shocking day I have ever had in my life...
We all love you Jishnu and we all miss you so much from the very bottom of our heart...We all pray for your soul to rest in peace...Miss you my brother....Love
Abilash , Nitha , Ajay, Chandrika Aunty and Mohan Uncle (Doha,Qatar)
Since Childhood...he was a very smart guy with lot of substance...was a guy with with lot of manners and politeness...rather an admired boy I would say!!!
He always used to be a regular member at my house as my brother was his batch mate.....Both were dear and near to each other!!!!
I myself haven't got to know him so closely....But the last time we met was at a restaurant in Doha, with Valsala aunty and Sasi uncle, where we got to talk after so many years.... We spoke so much that we even promised to meet up the next time I went down to Malaysia....
The day I got to know about the shocking tragedy. I was literally stunned and was not able to digest the whole news at all...For the very first time I had realized how much I missed my dear Jishnu...As the world speaks about Jishnu.."He was a boy who used to mingle with anyone and everyone and someone who gave away so much love to his dear ones"...that day I sat back and thought what a big loss it was to our entire family. The very same day myself, my wife and my parents went over to meet Valsala aunty and Sasi uncle....We could see the entire crowd in Doha there...the near and dear ones were all present mourning over the big loss...I wasn't able to tolerate the amount of emotions going through over there....It was really the most sad and shocking day I have ever had in my life...
We all love you Jishnu and we all miss you so much from the very bottom of our heart...We all pray for your soul to rest in peace...Miss you my brother....Love
Abilash , Nitha , Ajay, Chandrika Aunty and Mohan Uncle (Doha,Qatar)
Hey J
How are u doing? It's been so long since I saw u.I m really missing you a lot. I consider myself blessed to have a friend and a roommate like you. The rooms been really quiet without you. I can never forget the days of my life with you. We have known each other for a very long time from school till college. We became good friends after u got here. I still remember that afternoon when I saw you. I was on my way to class and then you appeared all of a sudden right in front of me. I was so excited to see one of my friends from Doha. We got along so well. You always had so much to say. You would come back to the room and tell me everything that happened on that day. It was you who always woke me up early morning. You always took such good care of me. Once I fell really sick. You were the one who took me to the hospital; you got me food and medication. I have never met or known someone like J.He was someone so gentle and innocent who always stood up for his friends. He would anything to keep his friends happy. He never complained about anything. He never spoke bad about anyone or anything. He was passionate about movies and music. He was a fun loving person. Anyone who was blessed enough to know Jishnu loved him. The room and this place are filled with your memories. Always feel like you are somewhere here. I know it's been really hard for uncle and aunty. I am sure J is in heaven. I know you are up there watching all of us. I just want say this to uncle and aunty: Please be strong inside. I know it's really hard for you. But Jishnu would never want to see you cry. He was like a brother to me. I am praying for him. I am really sorry uncle and aunty that I could not stop this from happening despite being his room-mate.
Anoop Achanaril
(Jishnu's Room mate)
Anoop Achanaril
(Jishnu's Room mate)
Hello Uncle
last year around this wen our exams were going on we use to come & study together in the lib.. j use to sometimes sit in the group study area or sometime he use to come on the 5th floor lobby & study wit alisha , mehz , kirti & me.. . he had explained one topic to alsha.. he had also done well in his sessionals last year.. we all had passed in anatomy .. that was a big task.. then during our study leave holidays.. we use to study like this eveyday.
During this time he also use to go to snack shack.. one of his favourite eating place & he use to eat some chicken burger.. dont knw the exact name, & we also use to have mango milkshake from our mess i.e bq common mess , use to waje him up everyday around 7 & ask him to be in the lid by 8;15 to 30 .. not to be late & he use to try his level best & come at that time since he use to hate getting up early. One day (dont remember the exact date) around 27 th may or so i was upset about something so he gave me a red rose since i liked red rose's alot , to cheer my mood up, i was so touched by that.
any other memories will write again uncle... luv u tc bye uncle
Avantika Kant
(Jishnu's Class mate)
During this time he also use to go to snack shack.. one of his favourite eating place & he use to eat some chicken burger.. dont knw the exact name, & we also use to have mango milkshake from our mess i.e bq common mess , use to waje him up everyday around 7 & ask him to be in the lid by 8;15 to 30 .. not to be late & he use to try his level best & come at that time since he use to hate getting up early. One day (dont remember the exact date) around 27 th may or so i was upset about something so he gave me a red rose since i liked red rose's alot , to cheer my mood up, i was so touched by that.
any other memories will write again uncle... luv u tc bye uncle
Avantika Kant
(Jishnu's Class mate)
To my one and only one Ettan, Jishnuettan
Etta………………………..
Why did you go away from me Etta leaving your sister alone in this bleaky world. Do you know how much I longed in my life to get an Ettan, with whom I can share all my feelings…………..Who gives me advices on all occasions………who cares me so………….much…………who rides me in his motorbike every where in the cities…………….All lost Etta………….Whenever I got an opportunity to be with you, I prayed to God to lag the time sooooo much so that I can be with you for a long time. I also prayed to give me an opportunity to experience all the love that a sister can experience and of course God granted my request. You were sooooo loving Etta….You were sooooo loving…..
YOUR VISIT TO KERALA AFTER A LONG TIME
Your visit to kerala – to mathur after a long period when you completed your 12th std -------I was thrilled with sooo much of anxiety because I was going to see my Ettan after 8 years. How happy I was at that time!!!! I got my one and only one Etta back. I had the picture of a cute little boy with a naughty smile in his lips, in my mind. I was really shocked to see you then. With your hair completely cut ---with earrings dangling in your ears –a chain in your neck----altogether I was really shocked Etta….Then we had our dinner which was followed by the photo session…How funny those moments were…….Do you remember all those things Etta…….
That night was so deep...Achacha forced all of us to go to bed and to sleep….When everyone was sleeping I came down peeping so as to take my Amma's bag as per her advice. Hope you know how afraid I am while walking through our house at Mathur, that too alone….I was sweating with fear…Noises of snoring added chilly to my fear….I peeped to a bedroom without putting the light…Took the bag…When I was about to turn, someone called my name Pappu from behind. I at once put the bag down and stood there stunned without even turning…The voice asked me in a low tone.
" What are you doing here?"
" I-- h-e-r-e b-a-a-a-g." replied I stammering and turned to see the visitor thinking that it would be a ghost that came there to eat me up… But!!!!!! It was you Etta…..You escaped from achacha's bed on seeing me. You asked me if I was feeling sleepy or not? I told "No". So we decided to spend some more time talking because you had to go to Manipal the next day morning itself. While both of us were walking without making any sound we found Neethu chechi sleeping near Achamma.We called her too and started to climb upstairs….Me in front…you in the middle and chechi behind you….On the way we called my Amma,Achemma and Manoj mama and then we all had a nice time there…..You told us about your training at Malaysia….The exercises you had from there…the food that you got from there…The pain you felt when you fell down and the happiness you felt when you got exception from training till the wound vanishes ….Ahaa…it was sooo funny Etta. Your demonstrations of various exercises-----all memories Etta….never return memories…..
Again on the next day when you were about to leave felt very sad ---all lost---When you were with me I felt that I got everything back. My life long desire to get my Etta back….. and now before I could close and open my eyes you are going away from me….I stood there with tears rolled up in my eyes though no one else noticed other than you Etta….Seeing that you came to me, hugged me and murmured in my ears..
"Don't cry my dear. I will come back.Manipal is not so far from here unlike Doha. I will come back and then we must have a get together with all the members of our family. Promise."
You kept your word Etta….you came back. All the members of our family joined together for the first time. But Etta….you alone did not participate in any of our talks… You were sleeping at a corner of our house...Perhaps you might have listened to all that we spoke from there though we were not able to see you Etta….I know Etta you can never leave us….You will never leave us. I am sure Etta…….Even then at that situation when all of joined I remembered your promise and I couldn't control myself. That was why I bursted out from there. Sorry Etta……………Sorry for breaking my promise. Please do forgive me Etta……Please do forgive me…….
Why did you go away from me Etta leaving your sister alone in this bleaky world. Do you know how much I longed in my life to get an Ettan, with whom I can share all my feelings…………..Who gives me advices on all occasions………who cares me so………….much…………who rides me in his motorbike every where in the cities…………….All lost Etta………….Whenever I got an opportunity to be with you, I prayed to God to lag the time sooooo much so that I can be with you for a long time. I also prayed to give me an opportunity to experience all the love that a sister can experience and of course God granted my request. You were sooooo loving Etta….You were sooooo loving…..
YOUR VISIT TO KERALA AFTER A LONG TIME
Your visit to kerala – to mathur after a long period when you completed your 12th std -------I was thrilled with sooo much of anxiety because I was going to see my Ettan after 8 years. How happy I was at that time!!!! I got my one and only one Etta back. I had the picture of a cute little boy with a naughty smile in his lips, in my mind. I was really shocked to see you then. With your hair completely cut ---with earrings dangling in your ears –a chain in your neck----altogether I was really shocked Etta….Then we had our dinner which was followed by the photo session…How funny those moments were…….Do you remember all those things Etta…….
That night was so deep...Achacha forced all of us to go to bed and to sleep….When everyone was sleeping I came down peeping so as to take my Amma's bag as per her advice. Hope you know how afraid I am while walking through our house at Mathur, that too alone….I was sweating with fear…Noises of snoring added chilly to my fear….I peeped to a bedroom without putting the light…Took the bag…When I was about to turn, someone called my name Pappu from behind. I at once put the bag down and stood there stunned without even turning…The voice asked me in a low tone.
" What are you doing here?"
" I-- h-e-r-e b-a-a-a-g." replied I stammering and turned to see the visitor thinking that it would be a ghost that came there to eat me up… But!!!!!! It was you Etta…..You escaped from achacha's bed on seeing me. You asked me if I was feeling sleepy or not? I told "No". So we decided to spend some more time talking because you had to go to Manipal the next day morning itself. While both of us were walking without making any sound we found Neethu chechi sleeping near Achamma.We called her too and started to climb upstairs….Me in front…you in the middle and chechi behind you….On the way we called my Amma,Achemma and Manoj mama and then we all had a nice time there…..You told us about your training at Malaysia….The exercises you had from there…the food that you got from there…The pain you felt when you fell down and the happiness you felt when you got exception from training till the wound vanishes ….Ahaa…it was sooo funny Etta. Your demonstrations of various exercises-----all memories Etta….never return memories…..
Again on the next day when you were about to leave felt very sad ---all lost---When you were with me I felt that I got everything back. My life long desire to get my Etta back….. and now before I could close and open my eyes you are going away from me….I stood there with tears rolled up in my eyes though no one else noticed other than you Etta….Seeing that you came to me, hugged me and murmured in my ears..
"Don't cry my dear. I will come back.Manipal is not so far from here unlike Doha. I will come back and then we must have a get together with all the members of our family. Promise."
You kept your word Etta….you came back. All the members of our family joined together for the first time. But Etta….you alone did not participate in any of our talks… You were sleeping at a corner of our house...Perhaps you might have listened to all that we spoke from there though we were not able to see you Etta….I know Etta you can never leave us….You will never leave us. I am sure Etta…….Even then at that situation when all of joined I remembered your promise and I couldn't control myself. That was why I bursted out from there. Sorry Etta……………Sorry for breaking my promise. Please do forgive me Etta……Please do forgive me…….
How Innocent You Were Etta………
Once when we all came to Manipal to see you, my mother was not having a tooth in her mouth. She was undergoing R.C treatment and she so had to remove her teeth for that. You noticed that and came to her at once.
"Cheriyamma, what happened to your teeth???Where are they?, you enquired in a tensed tone….In order to create a funny atmosphere there my mothe said...
"Mone, your Cheriyacha bet me and as a result I lost my teeth. "We all laughed, but you didn't…You rose from your seat in a very sad mood and moved towards my Acha.You sat near him and pleaded.
"Cheriyacha, please don't beat my Cheriyamma anymore. She is sooo poor. So if you beat, just think how much will it hurt her? So please don't beat her anymore.O.K.Promise???"
and thus you made my Acha promise that he will not beat my Amma anymore.Amma felt so happy at the care that was imparted to her by you. She then hugged you and revealed the fact. Such an innocent boy you were Etta……
When You Made Fun Of Me Once
But Etta you made fun of me once. Do you remember that Etta
One day while I was watching TV so keenly my mother started to call some one. I was watching sooo keenly that I did not lend my ears to whom she was talking to…After some time she called me and handed the phone to me…It was you Etta. Do you remember my first question??
"How is the Asian Games Etta?"
"What"!!!! replied you…
I thought that you didn't hear what I said. So I used all my energy and roared.."ASIAN GAMES"……………
""Asian Games!!!!!! replied you shocked!! So I explained...
"Yes, Asian Games. Didn't you go there to watch that Etta? Today Doha is playing the match.."
Then – you from there and my mother from here started to laugh. After sometime you explained.
"Pappu, I am at Pallavur now. Then how can I watch the Asian Games at Doha? Tomorrow only I will return back to Doha."
I felt so ashmed.You realized what was burning in my mind from my noise itself. You consolidated me and changed the topic at once….Such a great fellow you were Etta….Love you Etta…..Love you…….
A Day Before Fresher's Day
The Fresher's Day at your college. Hope you can never forget that Etta…..I called you a day before that and you told me about a fancy dress that was going to be held on the next day. I asked you about your character. You were performing the role of a famous actor as a saint in a famous Hindi film. You know na…I never had the habit of watching Hindi films. You tried your level best in making me understand about your role. But I was not even able to recognize that Hindi actor. You adviced me to watch Hindi films. Then I did not obey your word .But now Etta…. I have started to watch some Hindi films…I have changed a lot Etta……
My Last Experience With You Etta….
Do you remember the day when you came to my house? I told my friends tat my Etta will come the next day and promised that I will introduce my Etta to them. But you came by about 2.00 clock in the morning and I couldn't see you then. In the morning when I was about to leave, you were sleeping. My mother warned me not to wake you up because you were not well. So I did as she told and I promised my friends that I will introduce my Etta to them on another occasion. When I came back home after my tuition, you were waiting for me there. I was really shocked to see you changed sooo much in appearance. So……..slim. So…….cool and of course, So……..stylish. But we were all afraid if you were suffering from some disease? Dont you remember Etta, how we were all relieved when Sukumaran doctor said that you were not suffering from any disease. His words:
How funny it was? Wasn't it Etta????
You had only kanji in the after noon and you felt so hungry when we reached home.Amma prepared Dosa and Chutney with a little Chilly for you. I felt like vomiting on eating that chutney, But – you told Amma it was so tasty. That piece of Dosa which you placed in my mouth ---- can I ever get it again Etta. Why did I become sooo unlucky Etta???? After eating I felt from your face that 1/4th of a chilly which my Amma put in the chutney was making you uncomfortable. So I ran and brought a 5 star crunch for you. Do you remember how much you thanked for that Etta……..
Then you expressed your desire to watch a Malayalam film. At first we planned to go to a theatre.But knowing that you were not well, we decided to go on another occasion and we played a cassette.'Chathikkatha Chanthu'.How nice and funny that film was and how much we enjoyed it Etta………You asked me to copy this film to another CD for you so that you can take it with you to Manipal. l did as you said. But you never came back to collect it from me. Why you are not coming Etta. The CD is with me. Please come and get it from me Etta……….please……..
Why did you become sooooo good Etta…Why did you become sooo poor……That was why God loved you sooo much than all of us living in this world. His love was more deep Etta….So we all failed in holding you here in this world. We all failed…… Sorry Etta………Sorry…….Please do forgive me………..
When all my friends speak and show me their brothers, what do I have with me Etta. Just your smiling photo……Why did you leave me Etta…….No. You can never leave me. You are with me…whenever I feel soo upset. I come to you. I will tell you all that was burning in my mind. My thoughts---My assumptions-----My feelings---everything and everything….You will listen to everything with a sweet smile on your face –with no reply. At the end I will burst out to cry…When I stop everything you will come to me(though I am not able to see you),with a bag full of consolidating words and advices…That is what I am experiencing during these days Etta….People may say that it is my imagination or my sub conscious mind which makes me feel like that….But I know Etta….It is you…and no one else…
Whenever I stand in front of a mirror with three tops in my hand without knowing what to wear –you will come to me and will choose one for me. That too --- the best one.
Etta,,,do you want to know the changes that came to me after November 1st.Hope you know my habit of crying over silly things…Whenever I forget to bring a book, when someone scolds me and when I loose some mark in any of my subjects and almost on all silly matters…But now I realized Etta…that was not life….Nothing is certain. I lost you –my dear brother –my one and only one Etta –and nothing else can overrule this..
Hope you know that I hated some students from my previous school as well as from my new school….But now I compromised with all of them because I can no longer disobey your advice:
I have a belief Etta……I do have a great belief Etta……….No it is not a belief…..It will happen….It may not happen immediately…..But once it will happen….
A rainy day….Heavy storm……No one is able to step out of their house because of the storm……All animals crying in vain….When I sit inside my house under my blanket……I will here a calling bell…..I will then peep out of my blanket and will move to the door………..When I open the door !!!!!!!!!!!!!! You will be standing there wearing a red jacket…………
When will it happen Etta………Tell me Etta. When will it happen????
With lots of love hugs and kisses……………..
Jishnuettante aniyathikutti Pappu………………
AKHILA PALAT
(Jishnu's First Cousin)
Once when we all came to Manipal to see you, my mother was not having a tooth in her mouth. She was undergoing R.C treatment and she so had to remove her teeth for that. You noticed that and came to her at once.
"Cheriyamma, what happened to your teeth???Where are they?, you enquired in a tensed tone….In order to create a funny atmosphere there my mothe said...
"Mone, your Cheriyacha bet me and as a result I lost my teeth. "We all laughed, but you didn't…You rose from your seat in a very sad mood and moved towards my Acha.You sat near him and pleaded.
"Cheriyacha, please don't beat my Cheriyamma anymore. She is sooo poor. So if you beat, just think how much will it hurt her? So please don't beat her anymore.O.K.Promise???"
and thus you made my Acha promise that he will not beat my Amma anymore.Amma felt so happy at the care that was imparted to her by you. She then hugged you and revealed the fact. Such an innocent boy you were Etta……
When You Made Fun Of Me Once
But Etta you made fun of me once. Do you remember that Etta
One day while I was watching TV so keenly my mother started to call some one. I was watching sooo keenly that I did not lend my ears to whom she was talking to…After some time she called me and handed the phone to me…It was you Etta. Do you remember my first question??
"How is the Asian Games Etta?"
"What"!!!! replied you…
I thought that you didn't hear what I said. So I used all my energy and roared.."ASIAN GAMES"……………
""Asian Games!!!!!! replied you shocked!! So I explained...
"Yes, Asian Games. Didn't you go there to watch that Etta? Today Doha is playing the match.."
Then – you from there and my mother from here started to laugh. After sometime you explained.
"Pappu, I am at Pallavur now. Then how can I watch the Asian Games at Doha? Tomorrow only I will return back to Doha."
I felt so ashmed.You realized what was burning in my mind from my noise itself. You consolidated me and changed the topic at once….Such a great fellow you were Etta….Love you Etta…..Love you…….
A Day Before Fresher's Day
The Fresher's Day at your college. Hope you can never forget that Etta…..I called you a day before that and you told me about a fancy dress that was going to be held on the next day. I asked you about your character. You were performing the role of a famous actor as a saint in a famous Hindi film. You know na…I never had the habit of watching Hindi films. You tried your level best in making me understand about your role. But I was not even able to recognize that Hindi actor. You adviced me to watch Hindi films. Then I did not obey your word .But now Etta…. I have started to watch some Hindi films…I have changed a lot Etta……
My Last Experience With You Etta….
Do you remember the day when you came to my house? I told my friends tat my Etta will come the next day and promised that I will introduce my Etta to them. But you came by about 2.00 clock in the morning and I couldn't see you then. In the morning when I was about to leave, you were sleeping. My mother warned me not to wake you up because you were not well. So I did as she told and I promised my friends that I will introduce my Etta to them on another occasion. When I came back home after my tuition, you were waiting for me there. I was really shocked to see you changed sooo much in appearance. So……..slim. So…….cool and of course, So……..stylish. But we were all afraid if you were suffering from some disease? Dont you remember Etta, how we were all relieved when Sukumaran doctor said that you were not suffering from any disease. His words:
"Enjoy Eating Food and Enjoy Going to the Toilet."
How funny it was? Wasn't it Etta????
You had only kanji in the after noon and you felt so hungry when we reached home.Amma prepared Dosa and Chutney with a little Chilly for you. I felt like vomiting on eating that chutney, But – you told Amma it was so tasty. That piece of Dosa which you placed in my mouth ---- can I ever get it again Etta. Why did I become sooo unlucky Etta???? After eating I felt from your face that 1/4th of a chilly which my Amma put in the chutney was making you uncomfortable. So I ran and brought a 5 star crunch for you. Do you remember how much you thanked for that Etta……..
Then you expressed your desire to watch a Malayalam film. At first we planned to go to a theatre.But knowing that you were not well, we decided to go on another occasion and we played a cassette.'Chathikkatha Chanthu'.How nice and funny that film was and how much we enjoyed it Etta………You asked me to copy this film to another CD for you so that you can take it with you to Manipal. l did as you said. But you never came back to collect it from me. Why you are not coming Etta. The CD is with me. Please come and get it from me Etta……….please……..
Why did you become sooooo good Etta…Why did you become sooo poor……That was why God loved you sooo much than all of us living in this world. His love was more deep Etta….So we all failed in holding you here in this world. We all failed…… Sorry Etta………Sorry…….Please do forgive me………..
When all my friends speak and show me their brothers, what do I have with me Etta. Just your smiling photo……Why did you leave me Etta…….No. You can never leave me. You are with me…whenever I feel soo upset. I come to you. I will tell you all that was burning in my mind. My thoughts---My assumptions-----My feelings---everything and everything….You will listen to everything with a sweet smile on your face –with no reply. At the end I will burst out to cry…When I stop everything you will come to me(though I am not able to see you),with a bag full of consolidating words and advices…That is what I am experiencing during these days Etta….People may say that it is my imagination or my sub conscious mind which makes me feel like that….But I know Etta….It is you…and no one else…
Whenever I stand in front of a mirror with three tops in my hand without knowing what to wear –you will come to me and will choose one for me. That too --- the best one.
Etta,,,do you want to know the changes that came to me after November 1st.Hope you know my habit of crying over silly things…Whenever I forget to bring a book, when someone scolds me and when I loose some mark in any of my subjects and almost on all silly matters…But now I realized Etta…that was not life….Nothing is certain. I lost you –my dear brother –my one and only one Etta –and nothing else can overrule this..
Hope you know that I hated some students from my previous school as well as from my new school….But now I compromised with all of them because I can no longer disobey your advice:
"Not to fight with anyone"
"Not to hate anyone"
"Render help to everyone as much as possible"
"Not to hate anyone"
"Render help to everyone as much as possible"
I have a belief Etta……I do have a great belief Etta……….No it is not a belief…..It will happen….It may not happen immediately…..But once it will happen….
A rainy day….Heavy storm……No one is able to step out of their house because of the storm……All animals crying in vain….When I sit inside my house under my blanket……I will here a calling bell…..I will then peep out of my blanket and will move to the door………..When I open the door !!!!!!!!!!!!!! You will be standing there wearing a red jacket…………
When will it happen Etta………Tell me Etta. When will it happen????
With lots of love hugs and kisses……………..
Jishnuettante aniyathikutti Pappu………………
AKHILA PALAT
(Jishnu's First Cousin)
Thank you for your kind visit to this website and for your thoughts and prayers for the peace of Jishn’s soul.
My Jishnu’s soul rest in eternal peace and infinite bliss in the loving embrace of God.
May God bless you and your loved ones.
My Jishnu’s soul rest in eternal peace and infinite bliss in the loving embrace of God.
May God bless you and your loved ones.