My Best Friend Hetal

This is a dedication to my best friend in the world. Today is her Birthday. Her name is Hetal Parekh and even though today she is no more with us, she will always be in my heart and in the heart of every person she came in contact with. Especially her family. She was her father's darling, her mother's pride, her sister's and brother's friend and guide and her son's life. I shall not include her husband and her in-laws in this list because she lost her life due to them. I shall not go into details about how and why she lost her life but I know two things for sure. I can never forgive those bas***** for what they did to her and I would not wish such a fate even on my worst enemy.

I want to tell what she meant to me. To me she was the sister I always wished for and never had, she was my best friend, she was also my agony aunt, she was the one who used to scare away boys when they came after us, she knew more about me than my own parents and family and ofcourse it was vice versa. We shared every big and little secret and event of our life with each other since we became friends in the seventh grade. There was not a day in our lives since we met when we did not remember each other, however far we were geographically. Ofcourse after she got married, we could not meet or speak to each other as frequently as we would have liked because her in-laws did not like and for that I shall forever resent them and feel guilty on my part for not making more effort. But we were always in each other's thoughts.

Hetal was a very religious person and so I sometimes wonder how the God she worshiped with such faith and devotion could give her such a horrible, painful death, not to mention grief and a very great loss to all the people who loved her. It makes me question if there is really a god. I cannot really describe our friendship in words but I know for sure that whatever time we spent together will always be the most precious time to me and I am fortunate that I could call myself Hetal's friend. I really hope we meet again in another life, with the same affection and friendship but in happier circumstances.

I also want to request everyone to cherish their relationships be they family or friends because once a person goes away, there is no bringing them back how much ever you wish it to happen. So please pick up that phone and call your best buddy or mom-dad and tell them how much you love and appreciate them. I know I shall never be able to get over her death or the fact that I shall never see her face again, never receive her call on my birthday or anniversary, never sit gossiping with her in the evening on the terrace of her home, never go for a drive or pani-puri or bhel with her, never see her family whole again and it pains me to the very core of my heart. I just hope where ever Hetal is, she is Resting In Peace and her son keeps her memories alive in his heart and becomes the kind of man his mother would have wanted him to be.

For all those times you stood by me

For all the truth that you made me see

For all the joy you brought to my life

For all the wrong that you made right

You're the one who held me up

Never let me fall

You're the one who saw me through through it all

You were my strength when I was weak

You were my voice when I couldn't speak

You were my eyes when I couldn't see

You saw the best there was in me

Lifted me up when I couldn't reach

You gave me faith 'coz you believed

I'm everything I am Because you loved me

Thank you for being my best friend Hetal