Memory of a Friend...

Is he my servant, friend or a brother?

I asked this question to myself atleast a thousand times.

The day when my father had bought him to our home and introduced him to me, I wasnt excited at first.
He was a black sturdy man. He is of medium height. He is not one of those who gets a second look. Yet, he was humble.
He obeyed me as his master. At first I was reluctant to take him in.
He would wait for me, eagerly looking at me when would I start talking to him.
It took me few days before I could break the ice. My first word to him was "Hello". He smiled gently.

Let me tell you, I wasnt really impressed with him at the beginning. I was hesitant to introduce him to my friends.
I think he understood that. He never complained. But, he is very happy to be with me.

Slowly, things progressed. I started liking him. We used to play together, bricks game was our favourite. We used to break records, day after day. It was an obsession for us.

Whenever I was in a dull mood, he would lighten me up with his singing. He would sing my favourite songs always trying to lift my spirits. He knew me very well, more than my parents!! He knew all my secrets, afterall he was my confident.

Did I tell you, he is a good photographer too? Whenever there is an event, he took some candid shots, which I share with them my friends for a good laugh. He would be beaming with pride!!

When my marriage was set, he was the most happiest one on this planet. He was happy to carry my messages to my fiancee.

We were inseparables, he moved away from being to my servant to becoming a friend. A great friend, who never ever denied to help me out even at an odd hour.

One day, it happend!

My friend lay motionless on the bed. I tried my best to make him talk. He simply didnt. I took him to the ER, it took them 3 hours to revive him. They put him on life support.

Things have changed from then. He wasnt the old friend. He looked tired , he would go back for rest. Things have turned into worse. One night he was lying in the bed. I sat next to him, looking into his eyes. He didnt say a word, but his eyes spoke.

"Let Go!! Its time!!"

I was shocked, I wasnt ready for it. Afterall it was just 6 years since we knew each other, there is more journey ahead.

But I had to! He blinked for one last time and closed his eyes forever, peacefully.

I still miss him, my dear old Motorola L72.