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In loving memory of the one and only Parsa

Some of you know our friend Parsa. Back in 2008 I had drawn a story for his birthday The one and only Parsa. On Tuesday 4th Feb, he passed away. He and I were flatmates in Ahmedabad back in 2001-2002 along with our other friends Reshmy and Rahul Das.

One night another friend Tuttu had come over. Suddenly –

Anyway, we found some water for him…

and that was that…

Another day…

Parsa: Nandisoo Look at me! I am the messiah!
Soo: Dude you slept with the window open again!

Another time –

Parsa: We’ll take you to the Oscar awards ceremony with us, Nandisoo…
Rahul Das: Yes, you’re sweet to us and help us and we will take you when we win…

Parsa was not like the rest of us. He had so much passion and so much drive. These last few months he gave us a lot of attention with his daily messages and sometime later I understood that was his way of showing love…

“You have immortalised me in time,” Parsa had commented when he read the other post. I wish that this could really do that ❤︎

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Mobile, Technology

Words have been heavily mixing

An app called Memoir reminds me of things I did, or thought, on social media, on this day in the past. A nostalgic exercise, no doubt, but also a reminder of some of my past selves.

memoir app

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