I don't know what to say..what to write..4 days have passed in a trance...


It was from a phone call on the wee hours of saturday the 22nd of August that I came to know about the murder of Paul Muthoot. The horror that news brought was enormous. Apart from it being a horrible revelation as to how the conditions in my small,mostly peaceful state has been changing,it was a shock to me because I knew the guy in question...


I remember him as a good friend,a fun loving guy bound to get carried away sometimes..Someone who liked fast cars and the fast pace of life..One who liked to talk a lot ..about random things... A committment phobic if I ever saw one...A slightly stubborn guy who couldn't be railroaded into anything...Someone you could approach for anything in the world,may it be help, or advice or just someone to talk to...Someone who didn't care whatever the hell anyone thought about him as far as he was doing something he liked...Who was as caring as he was frank n decisive...Who used to get a bit aggressive when angry...Noone who ever got the sharp side of his tongue will ever forget him.....That was Paulettan, the eternal bachelor, young,charismatic,smart,handsome,wealthy..and above all a very loving friend. He had everything to live for...When something like this happens to someone like Paulettan,you can't help but wonder about the momentous nature of life...


You surely miss people when they die..But you feel something much worse when you know how tragic it was..After all the news reports n stuff, I keep involuntarily picturising whatever might've happened that night. I keep thinking what must he have done ever..to have endured so painful a death....


There..I can't write anymore.. I just hope they catch whoever it is that killed him n make them pay for it...


I do miss you Pauletta..n may ur soul rest in peace... :((