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and tonight, the person, thousands of people are talking about at this moment, became almost someone who made me let go of some things over again. Ansh Agarwal, the one I never knew but tears rolled down my eyes for.
Optimism and hope, for a while, means nothing when things happen and you happen to believe that the bad will never stop coming your way. 

Its a pity to see someone else can always decide the end of one's life. Its a shame that humanity is a smaller and less important concept for people, perhaps. Its disgusting that I can't do anything about it. And its immeasurably sad that once one is gone, its all over. There's no coming back. There's no making new memories and there's definitely no more happiness that one could get if one lived a little bit longer.


There are memories. Memories filled with past tense. Used-to-be's. There is a missing factor. There's courage and humanity for the rest of the world with the dead person being the very symbol of it. A thousands, millions people will enter this world but there's a soul that just waved us a goodbye without saying it.

I didn't know you, Ansh. But you'll be remembered. May your soul rest in peace. Amen.

Comments

  1. sumukh bansalApril 24, 2012 2:34 pm

    he has done the most difficult thing in life,the right thing...
    no matter where he is now he has created difference for many people...
    lets pray for him..

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    1. ArundhatiApril 25, 2012 11:45 am

      Yes, I agree. All we can do is pray and hope.

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  2. Prasoon KhareApril 24, 2012 6:25 pm

    I was shocked to hear the news. Its a shame on humanity. It should be stopped.
    RIP Ansh.

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    1. ArundhatiApril 25, 2012 11:45 am

      I was shocked too, Prasoon. Its really a shame. Can't stop feeling bad about it.
      RIP.

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  3. deepsApril 24, 2012 7:15 pm

    i think it s not a lone cry...this anguish...
    everyone who has a soul would think likewise...

    but is it just lack of courage?? i dont think so...

    it s the past it was for national freedom, now it s for human freedom

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    1. ArundhatiApril 25, 2012 11:50 am

      Yes, the people who have some humanity left in themselves are all in this together. And it makes one feel good for once..but as the cruel incidents continue happening, it forces one to lose hope.

      Thank you for stopping by. Welcome. :)

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  4. Harshita SrivastavaApril 25, 2012 5:33 am

    this is what one has to pay for when you stand for the right...Humanity has somewhere died...
    May his soul rest in peace

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  5. AVYApril 25, 2012 8:15 am

    I think the world will always be evil, the hard thing is finding a way to deal with it. How do you do that?

    / Avy
    http://MyMotherFuckedMickJagger.blogspot.com



    ♥

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    1. ArundhatiApril 25, 2012 11:53 am

      I agree, Avy.

      And there's a wise way to deal with this by being good. Yes, we have to pay for that too very often but in the end, its okay.

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  6. ArundhatiApril 25, 2012 11:51 am

    That's exactly how I feel, Blah blah.

    Sighing is what I've been doing every time this story comes to mind.

    Amen.

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  7. UnknownApril 26, 2012 7:28 am

    It always causes me great sadness when things like these happen, but evil unfortunately is every where. There is not much one can do :(

    http://www.datingtwenties.blogspot.com/

    Miss H

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  8. Z.April 27, 2012 2:41 am

    I've read the page too. Terrible. =[

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  9. VidhiMay 16, 2012 9:11 am

    He was an acquaintance.
    I thought I'd blog about it but I couldn't find the right kind of words to do this justice.

    His death still haunts me every now & then.

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  10. Poetic SoulMay 22, 2012 11:32 pm

    you did justice to his courage... may his soul rest in Peace!

    well said ...

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