हा हा हा ओभर स्माट हुदा यस्तै हुन्छ , एकदमै मुड फ्रेस भिडियो , एक पल्ट हेर्नुहोस तपाइ हासो थाम्न सक्नु हुदैन
ONE thing struck me this morning. I haven’t deleted from my phone contact list the numbers of some friends who have died, some of them quite a long time ago.]
Perhaps I’m too busy to clean up my contact list, and who isn’t these days? Or then again, perhaps subconsciously you don’t want to delete them—permanently.
In this day, clicking “Delete” is the ultimate feeling of goodbye. You can’t retrieve it. You can bury or send off a dear friend or a loved one, but pressing “Delete” makes you realize there’s no resuming that conversation—those text messages that kept you connected.
Abe Florendo—On top of the list because it’s letter A. Abe was a media colleague who passed away last August, and friends got together last September, on the 40th day after his death, to share their reminiscences of him, and to thank him one way or another.
I met Abe when I was still a journalism student of Bibsy Carballo, and he came to interview me for a students’ poll. He was fresh out of the seminary then, and was a regular contributor to leading magazines and newspapers.
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