"It hurts when you miss someone but it feel good to know you are getting missed" --- A.N. aka Rakesh
Brother,every time you followed and admired your elders,
Then why left us to carry your weight on our shoulders?
You had the great sportsman spirit and loved cricket,
Then why the hell so early you had lost your wicket?
What about the promises that were made by you?
Who will now make those dreams come true?
Had you sang,danced and played, at last to fly?
And made us remember all of them and cry....
You had made us proud many a time
We hadn't clapped, was that our crime?
You're gone,even now i am not able to believe,
Wished if it had been again one of your mischieve
Just pray you come again, argue with me and make a call,
And say "whatever Bhaiyya, between you and me, i am tall!!"
You might be happy on getting missed,
You will come back,till last time i wished....
--- In remembrance of my brother A.N. aka Rakesh.
1 Aug 1989 - 14 Oct 2010