Author is not an alien

Author is not an alien
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Saturday, January 16, 2016

SAKSHAAT 5.0 - Sehar's tribute to Anand Bhai

How do you write an obituary for a person you have never met? How do you say something about a person with whom you have never even talked on phone? The world of web is one amazing world, It introduces you to some of the most beautiful person, some crazy ones, some friends, somewhere soulmates and why to even forget THE STALKERS.

When I started writing a blog, blogging was something very niche, very "unknown to many kind" of a platform. I took a pen name Sehar, wrote my some of the initial posts and *PING* came a comment of “Anand Patankar”. Anand who later became our Anand Bhai was one of the foremost reader, admirer and a friend of Sehar.

Sakshaat is a tribute today, when I first announced “Sakshaat” column, he messaged me when I will take his interview on Sakshaat. I smiled and said “Very soon”.  He replied that may be after he is super successful, he won’t have time. I knew that was not possible.

I connected through Anand Bhai on facebook, had chats, long chats about passion, careers, travelling and so on. He loved photography and clicked some of the most amazing portraits. Anand bhai was a full of life person and yes he was my blog buddy, a very close one.

We never felt the need to even exchange numbers, blogs connected us, words bonded us. When Anand Bhai was associated with a magazine for “Food photography” he told me cheerily and I was happy for him. For he well deserved it. He had some exhibitions too for which he invited me. I was busy, we all are always busy until the things we should have said to a person turn into obituary.

I always reminded him that he has to click a beautiful photograph of me and he said he would love to. Anand bhai, you will be missed. Every time I will write a blog post, a familiar memory will cross my mind, of a smiling Anand bhai with his flattering comments on my writing.


His last post was “Dying is easy, Living is difficult”.

Was it so easy to leave us Anandbhai.

RIP Anand Patankar.

Up above the world so high, You must be searching for some new portraits to be clicked.

We will miss you.....................Sehar

6 comments:

  1. Well written. I can connect to this post so well. I too had never met him. Just fb chats. And he inspired me in so many ways. He left a part of him in everybody. Anandji , u will be missed terribly. We all love you so much.

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  2. Awful remembrance and Perspective matters for everyone..anand bhai is lucky having both...miss u anand bhai..Rip.

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  3. Awful remembrance and Perspective matters for everyone..anand bhai is lucky having both...miss u anand bhai..Rip.

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  4. Will always be remembered.. In most amazing and craziest way came to know about him and got connected. Will never be able to forget him. It was one blog of Paulo Coelho and there the journey started Pooja. Do you remember? Well written that world of Web is amazing place. We all love him. He was dear to so many, he was amazing. Still in tears when I think about him. May his soul find new paths up above in God's home.

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  5. I met him when I was 12. His sister was my classmate, but we were never friends. I never called him by name. He was always my dada, an affectionate term for elder brother. As it happens, with life we moved away. With facebook we became friends (family) again. I met him and bhabi(an endearing term for sister-in-law) during my last trip to Pune in Aug-Sep'2011. We would converse often and every conversation ended with a longing to converse again. He liberally shared his photographs with me and loved it when I gave them captions. Last night I went to bed crying and in three hours I woke to the sound of his voice in my head. Oh! I shall miss you forever dada, our conversations, your santa-banta and other jokes, looking at the world through your lenses and most definitely your next show at Pratibimb 2016. Pune will be different without you. Always and forever, your loving sister, Keya

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