sleep well

i met him first with keya at the usl studios. he looked very lost on the first day i saw him... and now that he was lost he care not to find out his way and gives a ***k to life. one of those faces who will give you so much of unrest within yourself just looking at him. noone... noone can get a good vibe from him. he wore all those weird chains and earings and bands in his hand. he was flying on his dope that time and never i saw him at his normal state. i really dont know how he was in a normal state.
but i dont know why we were friends. didnt know any of his gang but only meet him at times when i am free during the day and chat about life... his life mostly... my life.. i didnt find any reason to discuss with him. i read his palm and was not shocked at all to find out a very small life line. he didnt have parents, used to live with his grandmother who would never let him get into her house when he used to drink and dope, and which was almost everyday.
a production asst by profession he had friends and well wisher to help him get work. he was working and doing good... there were good and bad days...
then there was a day i came to know he was terribly unwell.
then there was a day he was taken to rehab centre...
then there was a day we came to know he was hiv +...
then there was days when we used to meet when i would try to make him understand, trying to understand him...
then there was a day he said how much he loved me and how helpless and hopeless he feels about it..
then there were days we used to sit and not talk for hours...
then there was a day when i left for kolkata for my wedding...
it was before i left.. i met him last... almost after a year...
he had a bottle of beer in his hand and was lost as ever. he had got lot of work... he said he wanted to buy a red merc... a house in byculla becos grandmama loves that place.. marry a good girl who will take care of him and his family... but all these talks were after 2 joints and three beers.. which i was very sure..
i lied to him that i had to go for an edit and i left... i and i saw him for the last time....
and there was today... when i meet raju, my location manager after 2 years, who also works with him... after i came back after my wedding i called him twice and his phone said temporarily disconnected.. so after asking raju about where he was raju said...
naveen to expire ho gaya na? aapko nehi pata?
i remember i used to ask him... when do you sleep? you are always here at usl? even u dont go home at night? when do yo u sleep?
i remembered his smile...
sleep well... my friend...