A day or two after our Singapore trip
plan got finalized, (We made a virtual tour of Bangkok Pattaya, Sri Lanka and
Dubai before we decided to fly to Singapore). got the shocking news of OCP down
with a massive stroke. OCP struggled and fought for a month before finally giving
up. Nitin had already reached to be with
his father in time. We got the painful news midnight Saturday. By the time it
was already the next day, Sunday 8th April, four of us- Baby, Lisa,
Aditya and me managed to get in the morning by Indigo, reached Kochi in 3
hours. Always, after our children’s marriage, Prem Kumar was there at Nedumbassery to
receive us. We had to hire a taxi to
reach home as the one who used to receive us was lying motionless in the cooled
mobile mortuary waiting for his last journey.
OCP’s was a sudden departure from the
scene, a soft spoken he was, we had very limited verbal communications. During
the course of five years or so we knew each other, it was I who used more words
in talks, he used very few words to express his side, but were enough to build
a bond between the two of us. The evenings of our limited Kochi stays were made warmer by his opening a scotch and that
was when OCP made his points louder with words.
Till now It has not fully registered
that he will not be there at the airport when we visit Kochi or drive us down
for our return in future. Also that we will not have another evening together, with
scotch. Here again, I owe him a lot, a good friend.
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