The dead Eagle who lost one Wing

Its actually copied from the mail I sent to my dear friend Hemanth after his departure from Bangalore. This is the first mail I sent, after he became an Irish!! Its not edited to get the shape of a blog story.. but after sending this letter, I myself found there is something worth sharing in it.. Descriptions not given to all the characters.. so outside people may not be able to get the true spirit of it.. anyway have a look...

The dead Eagle who lost one Wing

After your departure, we started walking to our favorite place 'Mayuri'. After covering a few distance, Kris and Abhi didnt want to proceed further. They didnt like to walk upto Mayuri. So we went back and went into an andhra bar/restorent near to the signal. I didnt want to go there. I said, 'am going back to madivala'. But kris dragged me in. I surrendered.

After having a beer, me and Abhi went to ur place. Opened the door, went to cherish's bedroom. There I saw ur half pants, grey in color, CEKCSE made! Everything else taken out from there. After some time, we went to bed. I used the same bed and Abhi used urs. There i couldnt sleep. Thoughts of u coming out..

I didnt kiss u.. I forgot to hug u.. Actually I was stuck at that last moment.. we just shook our hands..Thats all..
Thoughts of u coming out.. those cherished moments were enough.. I cried .. I rather wept.. a few tears rolled down over my cheecks. It came from the bottom of my heart. I dont know at what time I got sleep.

In the morning, Abhi made the so called 'Tea'. I said 'make Only 1 cup. I dont want'. As usual i didnt hear 'Vaishnava janajo'!! Abhi took sony's blanket and ur badminton bats. I took ur blanket and hugged it. Then we went to Kris home.. there they both got dressed up and stepped out to meet that gal at her home at mathikkere.

No power there at kris home. I decided to go for a walk and walked towards the Bellandur Gate railway station. nobody there except the Eucalyptus trees. I pissed under one tree as usual. That termites tree was still looking fabulous there.

We spent hardly 2 months together here this time, but that worth many lives.. u know we had spent some nice time together here. We walked together, explored new places,roads...We spent some time together at Mayuri sipping knockout, fosters etc..
da with whom will I go to Mayuri? with whom can I walk down the unknown streets? I wanted to cry..

I sang one old song..
'Karimukil kaattile.. rajanithan veettile.. kanakaambarangal vaadi..
kadathu vallam yaathrayaayi.. karayil nee maathramaayi..
I sang it with a trembling voice.. i was rather weeping.. nt singing..

I went up and walked on the rails. There I saw something similar to a big hen very near to the track. It was an Eagle. Oh, it didnt have one wing!! One wing was missing. What happened to that one wing? i searched everywhere, but didnt find it out. Suddenly I saw a lot of eagles flying over my head. So I went down and started going back to kris home. While walking I realized it.. that eagle represents me.. it shows my present situation! I am that dead eagle. I too lost one wing. It was you my dear.. and so am dead now... dead like that eagle who lost one wing.. i dont want to fly.. I can't.. Now am seeing a blank white screen in front of me..i cried.. tears fell down...

I went to kris home. Power still not there. I took out a paper from the SAP notebook and wrote down 'The dead Eagle who lost one wing' as the title. Then comes our beloved chettan and he stood there for sometime eagerly watching what I was doing and then asked 'Dead Eagle???