After Jessy's Funeral

Mohan and I decided to go to Aarey Milk Colony and have some tea at the cafe. We had to make sense of this. It seemed like yesterday when we attended the party at Khar Gymkhana and Dominic Savio. I remember the padre reiterating that God loves everyone (pissed me off...God and that silly holy-water priest) and the noisy outbursts of the mother-in-law and Freeman was quiet and I had an outburst that surprised me. I had not come to terms with the fact that I was a sensitive guy and the sudden outpour embarrassed me since I could not claim more pain than the blood relatives. I was a brother too but I did not have to live in that house. Daniella was still very young.
We remembered how the Chakala church due to lack of space had to dig out an old coffin and felt how that person would have had a princely funeral too, once upon a time. We felt that Jessy would be remembered as a young person frozen in time and history and we would all grow old and ugly.
There was not many positives but we stuck to philosophy and we needed to talk these things to heal. I visited Francis with Umesh and he had a philosophic outlook too as he told us how both he and Jessy were filmy and how she was always so weight conscious and told him to eat less red eat.
I remember her as a motherly person who gave us extra orange juice and samosas in parties and how we learned to dance in A - 203 and how she was sensitive and romantic and I stood by her wishes even as I met her during my Dimple phase in Krishna Apartments. She lend me Rs 50 to buy my Gibson guitar that I never learned to play. I paid her back in three weeks.
I went to her grave three times and watched it from Sharon's terrace when I met her there. I did not kiss Sharon that night, since I was too preoccupied. I took the longer route that did not involve me passing outside Jacintha, the bungalow.
So we had a conversation in the thick foliage of Aarey jungles grudging her an eternal youth as the only consolation. I remember telling Mohan, how the same locks that were created to protect her in the Juhu flat came in Francis' way when he tried to save her. Destiny. We grew a lot of years that afternoon as we remembered how everyone loved her. Who the Gods love die young!
I hope this heals you Francis.