Hardest good bye said

 Sabbati Vishnu Murthy (ACP) passed away a few days ago. He was our batchmate from 1984 to 1987, when we graduated. As far as I know, he was one year younger than I was in our studies.

And he was two years younger than me in age. Memories flooded my mind while watching his death memorial service card, which will be held in line with Buddhist rituals.

He has been a firebrand since our college days. He actively participated in all kinds of student agitations. He was well-built and his baritone voice commanded respect.

Occasionally, he would tell his friends about his plans to join the police department. He fulfilled his dreams and rose to the position of ACP.

I lost touch with him after he joined the department, but I would read about him in the news. I never imagined his death would come so early.

Our lives are not in our hands; it's all in the will and wish of the Almighty. Life offers different things to different people, and we cannot predict our final journey. My sincere condolences to the departed soul.

--- Murthy Kvvs

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