3rd Nov 2013, Diwali at home after 5 years. I was delighted. I was ecstatic. Woke up around 9 finished my daily chores and was all settled in a corner of bed which I have made exclusive to myself. I got a call from an unknown number on my mobile. I was pretty sure that it was a Chennai number. Picked it up and in my all so careless tone asked-" Who is this?" The person on the other side- " Hi da, Chandu here". I retorted back "Yes chandu, tell me what do you want". He said-"Do you have charan's home number?" I said- "yes, but why?". Chandu-"Da, He died in a car crash in mexico". And then there was silence on both sides. It seemed like someone has punched me in my stomach leaving me catching for breath.
Charandeep Singh Panesar, or Chochi as I used to call him was my room mate in Chennai for four years. Chennai can be a tough place to live in if you do not have a good friend or a person who is a tireless listener. Charandeep was both. We shared a 2 BHK flat but with that we shared each other's frustrations, success and habits. if i survived those two tough years of my job then it was because of Charan. There were times I would be on the verge of a breakpoint and then all of a sudden I will sit in his room and everything will look good again. We will share our frustrations...discuss about the guy who were having girlfriends and then at the end we will wind up everything blaming on Chennai.
We weren't great friends when we were in college though we shared a flat in the final year of our engineering. It was those two years which really bought me close to him.We will just randomly go for any movie, just any movie and then on the way back will make fun of it. We will discuss at length on different books and their plots. And such was the guy that he even learned cricket for me so that we have something to talk with. Everyone knew how big a fan I was of sachin but it was he who saw me in tears on his ODI retirement. He just came to me, patted my shoulder- " Chod na be, Virat hain na" And just like that I smiled again.
And our epic goa plans with the vandalur group. Though the group went but charan was missing as he was away in mexico. Little we know that we will never ever be able to go with him. I have met people, made friends and some are my good friends. Real good friends. But I will regret his loss for my whole life. He was the nicest soul I have ever met. EVER. I regret that I was not able to see him for one last time.
Its been 3 months since we lost him. But still there are nights where I will just could not sleep thinking why it happened with him? Why him? I don't know why him. But it is just unfair.
Our life is like a pizza made of different pies or pieces. Charan was a big pie in my life. A BIG PIE. I will always miss you my buddy. Always.
Charandeep Singh Panesar, or Chochi as I used to call him was my room mate in Chennai for four years. Chennai can be a tough place to live in if you do not have a good friend or a person who is a tireless listener. Charandeep was both. We shared a 2 BHK flat but with that we shared each other's frustrations, success and habits. if i survived those two tough years of my job then it was because of Charan. There were times I would be on the verge of a breakpoint and then all of a sudden I will sit in his room and everything will look good again. We will share our frustrations...discuss about the guy who were having girlfriends and then at the end we will wind up everything blaming on Chennai.
We weren't great friends when we were in college though we shared a flat in the final year of our engineering. It was those two years which really bought me close to him.We will just randomly go for any movie, just any movie and then on the way back will make fun of it. We will discuss at length on different books and their plots. And such was the guy that he even learned cricket for me so that we have something to talk with. Everyone knew how big a fan I was of sachin but it was he who saw me in tears on his ODI retirement. He just came to me, patted my shoulder- " Chod na be, Virat hain na" And just like that I smiled again.
And our epic goa plans with the vandalur group. Though the group went but charan was missing as he was away in mexico. Little we know that we will never ever be able to go with him. I have met people, made friends and some are my good friends. Real good friends. But I will regret his loss for my whole life. He was the nicest soul I have ever met. EVER. I regret that I was not able to see him for one last time.
Its been 3 months since we lost him. But still there are nights where I will just could not sleep thinking why it happened with him? Why him? I don't know why him. But it is just unfair.
Our life is like a pizza made of different pies or pieces. Charan was a big pie in my life. A BIG PIE. I will always miss you my buddy. Always.
