A Place That Had an Aura

It was Alal’s last working day.

Today it really hit me. I’m missing him.

When coworkers leave, usually it feels normal. This time it felt different. I actually felt sad. He was a genuine guy. Easy to talk to. We could jump from any topic to any topic — tech, random thoughts, life, nonsense — and it never felt forced. No bias. No ego. Just clean conversation.

There was something about the way he spoke. Calm. Clear. Not trying to take sides. Just sharing thoughts. There was an aura in that.

Whenever I got bored with work, I had a default place to go. I would walk there with some random topic in my head. He would be there. Discussion would start. Time would pass. Brain would feel lighter.

Chandru sir warned me many times about disturbing him and talking too much. I didn’t care much. It was good talking. It felt worth it.

Now that spot feels empty.

Strange how you don’t realize the value of a simple routine until it disappears.

Yeah… it’s okay. Life keeps moving. People move. New experiences load.

But today, I learned — sometimes it’s not the big events. It’s the small conversations that quietly become important.