Today is going to be a Depeche Mode day… January 28, 2007
Posted by atharkhan in : Personal , trackbackI just found out that a friend of mine died. Shot to death. I don’t know yet how or why but I have a hunch it has to do with him belonging to a particular sect/kind of his religion. His dad was gunned down a few years ago for the very same reason in front of his store. I can’t imagine what a family must go through to lose loved ones to violence and hatred.
He had a very particular trait about him — which I have never seen in anyone else. As a matter of habit, he wouldn’t share *any* information about *anything.* “Where are you going?”… “Oh.. here and there… just around.”…. “What are you doing today?” … “Oh… just stuff.” I would laugh every time he answered questions like this. The rest of us could “interrogate” him for hours and he would never give an inch. This was who he was. In time we learned to accept that we wouldn’t know what he was doing, where he was going, or at times, even where he lived! Yet, he was one of those guys that everyone loved.
On days like today, I miss another friend of mine who died in a car crash in Chicago two weeks before his college graduation. I rember two things about him the most. He had those little turtles and he loved Depeche Mode. He wouldn’t let up until I listened to his CDs back in 92. Whenever I think of him, I listen to Depeche Mode. My brain cannot process those two images indepedantly. Whenever I am conscious of one, I involuntarily think about the other.
Then there was a friend who died of asthma in Florida. He was one of my favorite people. He would wear perfectly snazzy clothes — crisp and wrinkle-free but purposely wouldn’t comb his hair. This was “style” to him and he pulled it off. The guy was the life of any gathering and it was a matter of seconds before his infectious laugh would affect eveyone present. Even on my worst days, looking at his bouncy/lop-sided hair would make me smile. This was a guy who lived in his own universe and let others in as he pleased.
I don’t know what any one has to do with the other. But, today, I miss them all… as I listen to Depeche Mode.
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