Yesterday a friend’s husband passed away in a road accident. Just like that! I pick up the phone to hear that Arun is no more… Arun of the ArunKavya couple. Arun of the Crazy Coorgi Couple (that’s how I had christened them!). Childhood sweethearts, completely in love with each other… And suddenly one half is missing… So whom am I mourning for? Arun who is not around or Kavya who is? Or am I feeling guilty about the fact that I yet continue to enjoy the small pleasures in life, when my friend is not? Read an epitaph a while back. And I think this is how I could best describe Arun. 'While alive he lived'