Trying times...

This was when i was at my college,I had many friends at college who also studied with me in the school,There was a friend called Ganesh Narayan who left my school in 10th std to a different school and joined us at the college,he was upside down from what he was at the school,There was a clear transformation from a chubby funny kid to a slim appealing man,simply he looked like a fashion statement,he studied Business Administration while I studied Electronics at my college.
Although Ganesh was a very good friend at school,this new image hardly glued us,he seemed clinging to other HI-FI gangs of the college,It never bothered me a grain as we both were comfortable with our own groups,It was nice to see him the centre of attraction for many girls as I remember him the most bullied at the school.My friendship for him remained untouched.
We at my department were preparing for an inter university paper presentations,myself and my classmate Anubhav were preparing hard, we prepared an unique paper about a new concept which was not heard by many,It was almost a month before we completed the preparation.
I met Ganesh once in the grocery store,we chatted for a while, he spoke about his girl friend and his love life,he seemed little worried about the problems that he might have to face,I supported him by telling not to worry as he has many including me to support him.I lived in a near by town from my college where as Ganesh and Anubhav lived in the same town as my college.
There was a huge expectation from my college,many lecturers pondered their views about this particular paper in the mock presentation and provided us great encouragement and support.
There came the day of presentation,It was a calm winter morning,I had told Anubhav to wake me up early in the morning.My land line rang and it was Anubhav but the time was early morning 4'0' clock.I was not expecting that,In a very definite and clear voice he told me to come to his room immediately , I sensed something serious.
Baffled,Confused and terrified I raced to his room where he was waiting to add sorrow, grief and tears to my heart.He told slowly that 'Ganesh is dead',he was killed in an accident the other night while he was returning home from a trip,I ran to his home,I found him asleep for ever,his whole life ran in front of my eyes as tears.
After informing my school friends I walked slowly to Anubhav's room with a painful heart ,Anubhav did not had much acquaintance with Ganesh,he was just a passer by for Anubhav,but he knew that he was a good friend of mine,rather in an uncertain and dull voice he told me that I had a decision to make,to go or not to go for the competition.he was graceful enough to say that's ok to abandon the competition,one side my dead friend and the other side a big bunch of hopeful people,greif,hope and respect for a friend pulled me equally in all directions.
I am not sure If the decision I made was wrong or right,I did not mind what image it would create on me.......It was difficult.....To not kill the hopes of many because of the one already killed...I started walking for the competition.....

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