you will be missed...
It’s been three months since you left, Ayan. Three months of a silence so loud it’s deafening. They say time heals all wounds, but it feels like the wound just keeps getting deeper, the space you left behind becoming a chasm. I’m sitting here, devastated for reasons of my own, and all I can think about is you. It’s funny how life works. We were competitors, weren’t we? Two minds sparring over complex problems, each trying to outdo the other. I never scored more than you, and I’ll admit, there was a part of me that resented it. But there was a much bigger part that admired it. I learned so much from you, Ayan. You pushed me to be better, to think harder, to reach further. You were the yardstick by which I measured my own intellect. And then there was the friendship, the 15 years we spent navigating the tumultuous waters of growing up. We were a team, a duo of nerds lost in a world of academic papers and mathematical equations. You, the genius, the one with the mind that could bend reality to its will. I, the one who tried to keep up. I miss that. I miss our late-night study sessions, our debates, our shared victories and defeats. I miss the way your eyes would light up when you solved a particularly difficult problem, a mischievous grin playing on your lips. I miss the competition, the camaraderie, the simple fact of you being there. I don’t know where you are now, Ayan. I don’t know what happened, what demons you were fighting that were so powerful they took you away from us. But I do know this: you were loved. You are missed. And you will never, ever be forgotten. Good bye! Rest in peace🕊️