Dear Avi, It seems only yesterday when I was looking for you, you were hiding from me because I was after you to pinch your cheeks, and then finally I found you and pinched you and then tickled you and that made you laugh, I still remember your laughter, it has always been unique. Soon after, you were headed to the AirPort to leave for London, and this time around I was hiding and you were looking for me to hug me one last time before going back, I was naive enough to believe that I would prolong your stay by doing so, and then ultimately you found me and you were quiet angry at me for hiding from you this long, I still remember your face when you used to be angry, and then I hugged you to bid you goodbye, but I never anticipated at that time that it would be the last time that I will get to hug you, to make you laugh, or to get scolded by you. If I had I would have borrowed one more day from the Almighty to do that all over again. It would start with you waking me up, as I was always been lazy, you would try to pull me up from the bed shouting “Arre Chinu Bhaiya utho, subah ho gya cricket khelne jaenge chath pe”, then we would play cricket all morning on the terrace, you would obviously be in my team because you were the best batsman ever. Then we would come down and steal chocolates from the refrigerator as we were only allowed to have one every day, we would hide it somewhere, mostly in the Mandir or back side of the television, as nobody looks over there. Then we would play all kinds of board games all day, before getting Maggi noodles around 4 o’clock, you were obviously not very fond of those so you would give your share to me, I don’t wanna brag but I was indeed your favourite. Following which we would play cricket in the verandah with plastic balls which were your favourite because you don’t get those in London and it's easier to hit a six with it, then we would sit on the bikes of Chintu Bhaiya and Dimpy Bhaiya and pretend to ride them at 120 Kmph as if we were in a racing circuit, then we would enjoy our hidden chocolates with some Limca and spend the evening watching a good movie. It could have been a great day, but only if I could have anticipated that it was our last together. It’s been years now that we have met each other, a lot have been past by, I always had a feeling that we’ll meet again someday, we would share all what has happened through these years, I’ll learn from you that how a kid who was frightened enough of my pinching had the courage to fight such a big ailment, we would sat over a game of Cricket on television and talk all about how you kept defeating it. I have never seen such a brave man in my life, I have seen old people through their misery with the age, I have seen people fighting their circumstances in life, but I have never seen such a brave and such a handsome fellow, who new his game on the Cricket field and who knew to take care of whatever was causing the problem, if only I was fortunate enough to know all about that from you. We mighty humans sometimes don’t anticipate that destiny is in the hands of the Almighty. I have lost a lot of people in my life, be it friends, be it someone in the family but the pain of losing your younger one is unparalleled to all of them, not so soon, not without meeting one last time, whoever controls our being is certainly not qualified enough to do so. You were the Angel who touched our lives and went back to heaven, and I hope the Almighty welcomes you with a lot of chocolates and a field to play cricket with your fellow Angels, if not so, HE would be in big trouble when I get up there one day. While you are there, don’t worry about Mamaji and Mamiji, sure do miss them, talk to them whenever you can, but don’t worry about them, all of us are here for them. You were an absolute delight my younger one, and a great fighter as well, stay blessed and peaceful in the after life, we’ll surely get that one extra day to be together again, I’ll wait till then. Yours, Chinu Bhaiya