Sujan Shrestha

I Built a Friend – Alec Benjamin

My lost friend.

Yes, my dear friend, Sujan Shrestha.

There, you live in Oz,  beyond the pale, miles and oceans away; very very far away from home,

that home where we studied together, that home where we once played together, roared, rolled as we laughed together;

that home whose walls are still painted with guitar strings and dusty memories, you and I created together.

Oh! boy we did study so darn hard for good.  Didn’t we?

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Some flashbacks now

Our journey began with Informatics, that’d later get revamped into Islington —

Pal, I miss our college days, the lectures, class notes, those presentation sessions, boring slides, our C-Programming projects; but mostly, with you, I especially remember mathematics and also I remember your love for music and the edge band song you sang with so much grieve and compassion in your heart.

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I miss your upbeat face — that adorably confused, hopeful face. I also miss your straight-up zeal to learn stuff to the pit bottom, in detail.

Yes, your appetite for knowledge and clarity! was clearly noticeable.

And how can I forget, your regular queries, questions to our own Mr. Prabin Kr. Jha only to get super confused (on Computer Architecture and Design). How can I forget your presentation on DHCP at  Mr. Khaling’s lecture ( on Wireless Communication & Security module).

Truth be told: I remember you always sat beside me in most of the lectures amid other cool companies in the class. I never asked why, because I was totally happy to have a lovely company then.

We had about 20-25 friends in our first year at the college. But then as easy it was, you were different to me; you cared.
More so, I still smile whenever I remember our quick before-the-exam jam sessions.

Sure, I also miss your ‘best of luck’ thumbs up during exams, which by the way always worked for me.

Mum says, "Sujan is a nice person. I am sure he has a good heart. "

Well, honestly that my friend, that’s your trophy. I don’t have to say much as if overly exaggerated they may appear.

Thusly, although, separated by volcanoes and mountains, forests and deserts, ruthless rivers and oceans, tiger and crocodiles, sharks and whales, kangaroo and work, and of course the timezone. It feels wonderful, you still give this boy a space in your precious leisures.

Lastly,…

a couple of things

I will always be thankful to you for giving a needed company to this aloof guy at Islington and beyond.

I will always be thankful to you for accepting my silence, for digesting my idiosyncrasy.

Thanks to you for taking a step ahead and trying your selfless best to comfort me, and for sharing your heart and wisdom.

Thanks to you, you politely and respectfully accepted my family, our values,

Thanks again for smiles and being a true friend.

p.s. I will never forget that crow story you patiently narrated for me.

You understood friendship!