Ruchi Sal. You've been one of my most precious gifts. I had wanted to come see you but it wasn't to be I guess. I will cherish each memory of you, your smile, the laughter we shared, how you've always been so brave. How you hung in there after aunty, shared notes after I lost my Dad, how you coped after a horrible attack of jaundice and happily shared your extra fruit with me. Remember? Your green house shorts, the lock up duties and the silly jokes, hindi muhavraas, and serious conversation and looking forward to well... Life. I have your letters. A few. Will hang on to them.
Go on ahead and wait for me. In the meantime thank you for being my friend. And know this... You are loved and cherished. Ruchi Sal my friend I love you.
