Last year the 10th of August was a sad day for me. One of my very young friends Vinayak Prabhu, died in a road accident. He was handsome, married for 5 years, had a smart son ,who was 4 years, had a business, which was doing well. Everything was in the right direction, when this happened. A heavy vehicle ran over his pelvis and crushed him to death on the spot.
I had worked with him in his Head Quarters, many years back. He had given me a cassette on Marathi Abhangs. I still have it with me.
Once when he had come to Chennai, I had picked him from his hotel and taken him to my home. My family and he went to a nearby restaurant for dinner. He charmed everyone with his catching smile, and was so warm and genuine. My son was in the 2nd year of college. My son was handsome, but compared to Vinayak, he looked just ordinary.
It was a evening of satisfaction for me.
When I heard the sad news, all the events of the past with Vinayak flashed in my mind in quick succession. it took me quite some time to get over my silent grief.
On 15th March, another young man died, on the spot, once again, while riding the 2 wheeler.
This person was my colleague whom I had trained 2 years ago. Very pleasant and mild mannered, with an every ready smile. He was so charming in his behavior and manners.
Through out the 2 years we had kept in touch, over the mobile sending sms very regularly. Recently he was promoted, but died on the job.
So sad ,so meaningless, so unnecessary.
Why this great hurry. Is it better late than never, or better to be late, than to be never?
I still have the last sms he sent me, on 12th march , at 10.48PM .
“ all of us do not have equal talent, but all of us should have an equal opportunity to develop our talent.”
Opportunities are for those who live.
I hope this blog puts life in the right perspective.
To do, we have to live.
To live we have to be careful.
May we take all the steps to live well and live long.
Hurrying is ok, but not when it costs your life.
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