Shocked , Broken , Speechless .
May his evergreen soul rest in piece.
" Dev-aan"....... ( His father used to call him).
Romancing with Life :
"My younger brother (Goldie) was so attached to me & I to him that I always carried him on my back , as I went out in the evenings to play with my friends.Sometimes I would play cricket ,at times hockey or gilli danda , but mostly Marbles -Marbles of different sizes & hues,combination of green & blue , and yellow ,orange & brown,and of the off-white of the soda water bottles ,I had bagfuls of marbles that I had collected , having won them in games from my neighbour's sons,and pals in the street.They were my prized collection, for I was an ace at playing marbles .Every time I aimed at one from a given distance , it would hit the bill's eye to the dismay of the other boys participating in the game.They were all jealous of my prowess .One day as I proudly jingled the marbles bulging out of my pocket , some of them spilled out , rolling down a slopy patch of ground .As I started chasing after them , I heard my father calling out " Dev-aaan "and there he was......................."
I will miss you , Love you always !!!!
We are losing our legends one by one.After few years God forbid we won't have any of the legends whom we boosted of.Our country will become like a place devoid of any shaddy trees that give us a fresh cool breeze refreshing us from the every day tensions of life.Post independence we were blessed with best ever talent in the art, cinema and music field. Our country needs a resurgance in the above fields and the same can be obtained if we we do not ape the west , be Indian as Indian art and music is far far superior and scientific compared to others
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