My Perfect Goodbye

What do you do when your closest colleague, friend, co-dreamer, confidant, selfie stick, cheerleader, clown, photographer, devil's advocate, little brother, caregiver, playmate, and so much more decides to move to the other side of the world for five years?11696451_564278270984_4766307721161216971_o

You call him a mean-o. Maybe cry a little. Then take a lovely little holiday together. Make promises about Skype. Write a sappy message. Hug.

And then you send him off in style, coffee mug in one hand, wine goblet in theĀ other. And a note:

"As you launch into your graduate school adventures, here are some essential supplies. A coffee mug for all your late night readings and predawn grading sessions. And a wine glass for the days when coffee just doesn't cut it any longer (or when you want to feel like some kind of medieval king, drinking out of a ceramic goblet)

Or:

Look! I found a way to tag along! To be present when you celebrate an accomplishment or relax after a long day with a glass of wine. To hang around when you are so tired only a good cup of coffee will make you less grumpy. To show up in your kitchen every day, in moments of celebration and frustration alike, reminding you of a friendship that will always have your back.

Or:

I made you a mug and a goblet. Raise a toast to me already."

I love you, Vivek! Delhi won't be the same without you!