January 29, 2009.
The day had come. The day when our friend Chintan would leave Cyprus and fly back home to India.
We all came to cyprus in september with big hopes and dreams and were very happy to see ourselves in such a good place professionally at such an early stage of life. We were so happy when we bought our own car, went around visiting cyprus, enjoying food at restaurants, the bowling games, and so many wonderful experiences. But all this was short lived. Life took us out of our dream world and brought the reality before us that there are two faces of it. It was time to experience the sorrowful part.
January 7 became a one of the night marish days in cyprus. The experiences of that day were painful to say the least. It became our friend Chintan's last working day in amdocs all without any prior intimation or knowledge. The news sent shivers down my spine and felt so bad for him. We all were left shell shocked with what had happened in a span of few minutes.
We all tried to cheer him up and tried to show the positive side of life. But on an honest note, the way Chintan handled the situation with so much maturity, hats off to him. Probably somone else might have broken down, but he showed a tremendous amount of maturity and courage to face the situation for which i respect him.
The next few days we all spent together knowing that soon Chintan will not be with us in cyprus. We went out for few nights to bowling, to dinner, to the beach and spent the last few days with him in as happy a way as we could.
On the night of 28th Jan, we all went out for dinner and then we shared our experiences with Chintan at our home. At about midnight, the others left , punit and sarvoday went to sleep. It was Chintan and me.
We sat throughtout the whole night till morning talking sharing the few days we spent together.
The 4 months from September to January had not made us good friends. That night sure did.
The next day, we went to the airport to be with Chintan in his last few minutes with us here. The moment when he left us and the drive back from the airport to office was painful. But such is life.
A friend had gone. A good friend.
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