To live in the hearts, we leave behind...

is not to die .

This memorial website was created in the memory of our dearest loved one, Abhijeet Singh, 19, born on March 7, 1992 and passed away on August 10, 2011. We  miss you from  our life and the big vaccumm you have created can be filled by none.I wish you knew how much you were loved.

Abhijeet  was persuing Mechanical Enginneering  from Manipal University. He was a strapping young man, 6 feet in height and an endearing smiling face. He was gregarious, fun and outdoors loving person who just loved to be in company of his friends.He was fond of trekking,  mountain climbing, Squash, and football. He was also very fond of clicking photographs and getting clicked.He was very fond of gadgets and new gizmos like any other teenager.He was fond of all things manly like motor bikes, guns, tanks  submarines,  fighter lanes, and other military paraphrenalia.

 His passion was ' Flying.'.. fighter aircrafts... so much so that I assume that in his last incarnation he must have been a fighter pilot. His passion was to soar in heavens. His only aim in life was to join Indian Air Force after his enginnering degree.He would have flown Sukhois and that would have been the happiest times in his life. If only God willed.... 

Abhijeet was a caring  loving son and a great elder brother to Abhishek. He was a role model and an ideal for his younger brother. He is greatly missed as a grand son and nephew and  as a great buddy to his numerous friends.  Abhijeet had moved frequently with his family and had learned to make friends fast. Naturally humble, and blessed with a jovial personality and wonderful sense of humor, people were quickly drawn to him.Wherever he went, he spread good cheer and sprinkled life and zest with his great sense of hiumour.How polite, compassionate and incredibly funny he was. He oozed maturity way beyond his years.Never did he ever utter a disparaging remark or critical word for anybody. He was the most compassionate and nonjudgemental person I have ever known.


   As a tale,  so is life ; not how long it is , but how good it is , what matters. 

We lost Abhijeet on 10 August 2011. He had gone for a swim in the Arabian sea with his friend Jana Kish. Both of them entered the sea around 3.o clock in the afternoon, never to come out again. And we were left with this deep stabbing pain in the heart and a with a  big question in the mind for the Almighty to answer-WHY?

Why was life snuffed out of a person so full of life and love for life? Why one of us is taken while the rest of us remain to endure the pain? For there are just so many things that no one can explain. The most painful goodbye was bid to him on 13th August and up  went in flames our hope, dreams and future imagined for him.

Abhijeet,we have you in our hearts while God has you in his arms. You have left your footprints on our hearts , and we will never be the same again. Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.

WHERE LOVE IS , DEATH CAN NEVER BE THE END OF THE STORY.  YOU are MY forever CHILD.

 Life is eternal, and love is immortal,and death is only a horizon;
and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.

My son is not my PAST.HE IS MY FUTURE. We do not stop carrying those we love in our hearts and minds because we can't see or touch them. Their memories remain alive as an active part of our lives. Honoring memories is about preserving the gifts of love God allowed to grace our lives with on this earth. It's a holy love that dwells in the places carved inside our  hearts by love itself. It's part of the reason we are Who we are.

This  site is  still in the process of construction. Please visit  it  again soon. And please do write something to let me know you were here to celebrate the  living spirit of my Son.