Light into darkness

Breathtakingly good looking! The twinkle in his eyes  mysterious, as if they held the biggest secrets in the world. The first day I met him, I wished all along that he would glance at me, smile at me, talk to me. I believe I made a complete fool of myself, atlleast in my own eyes. He told me later that I was the most confident person he had ever met and this compliment he frequented even when he knew me well. The entire purpose of his existence was perhaps a larger mission, a passion never revealed but which was bigger than life. When I got to know him well, I was for once in awe of another person who could be so ethereal and real, effortlessly. I was irritated to be honest, but I wanted him to be a part of my life. He was the only awesome looking guy I knew for whom peer pressure and opinions was never an issue. He never was insecure about himself, cause his identity did not depend on other people's views.

He was one of those people who actually cared about the answer when he asked a friend a question. He cared about friends and a damn about the rest, no emotion.

I'm so hurt for all of his friends and family who miss him endlessly.  I’m so pained that he didn’t get to do all the things he wanted and deserved. he was one of those guys from the grand old age where macho guys were good mannered and were revelled. He was one charismatic gentleman who had the guts to go all out and win his love. He was sure what he wanted was her even when this gal was not. I’m sorry that he didn't get to marry the woman he loved and wanted to share his life with and complete it. And I’m pissed. No one can finish a life by 24. Not even God should. It’s not fair.
He may not have had a chance to finish, but he never failed. He was a beautiful being, and he had fans; even his family was one. I am a permanent one and grateful that I could be a part of his life!