Losing it

Yashwant Sir passed away today after meeting with an accident and the only person who could share the thoughts swirling in my head was Renu and she's gone already. Each phase of your life is made of so many people but only few define it for you. I'll always remember 1994 - 96 for Renu and Sir and it suddenly makes me feel very old now that both of them are gone. Renu owned me like nobody had ever done before and Sir gave me my mojo back. Renu and I almost worshipped him together and unlike to others, we could never tell him so for the fear of offending him, he was so formidable and adorable at the same time. I think I was his favorite student in 12th(Renu may have contested this) and it was great pleasure when Auntie said at home with mock annoyance that Sir always finished correcting my paper within 5 minutes of receiving it. I sometimes wish he was as old as Kamath Sir. You know, it helps to express yourself better...