You will be missed

I am sad; I had been following Lalita's blog for a while now and just realized she had passed away. I couldn't figure out when, but it's of little consequence. Those who are thinking 'what's the big deal' haven't been here. LM, you will be missed. Your readers adored you, and are missing you.

LM, I know you never subscribed to the 'yeh dil maange more' philosophy, but I feel sad and deprived. Deprived of not having shared even an opinion on your blog, of not picking your brains even once, of not having tried either.

You went beyond the horizon, and it's not an irony that my feelings are best summarized in the same poem of yours; I can't resist quoting it here.

And so
We went on dreaming,
Searching.
When truth stood stark before our eyes
We said this is not the truth we seek,
This is not the light we want.

And so
We never spoke
Letting things lie
Each of us commanding

Willing things to die.

This is not what I wanted but I realize I have little control. I am just sad, annoyed and angry at the cruel world we live in.

You are the one who made me look at trees and birds from a different perspective. I can't even figure what all I picked up just reading you.

Adios lady, from someone who will be fan, always. May you rest in peace.