It is exam season....

Now, in his absence, I am amazed that so brief a friendship has resulted in so vast a void. Often, when I walk into my living room, I remember his presence there, particularly on the night when he read us his farewell to the world: ‘I Dream I Am At the Ghat of the Only World.’ I remember how he created a vision of an evening of ghazals, drawing to its end; of the be-diamonded singer vanishing through a mirror; I remember him evoking the voices he loved – of Begum Akhtar, Eqbal Ahmed and James Merrill – urging him on as he journeys towards his mother: ‘love doesn’t help anyone finally survive.’ Shahid knew exactly how it would end and he was meticulous in saying his farewells, careful in crafting the envoy to the last verses of his own life.

Amitav Ghosh Brooklyn December 15, 2001

This is my favorite part of a lesson for my exams...hope y'all like it.

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