Bodhi has always been there deep inside him, like a throbbing light. Vivek grow up talking to him, yet never getting to know him, really. The light never stopped throbbing, though it was feeble at times. When he went places, fell in love, let down those who he loved, got enmeshed in fabulous business deals or, lapsed into looking beyond the end of nowhere, Vivek felt Bodhi’s company, now intensely creative, now excruciating. Bodhi was always there, Vivek’s ...
