one for the man
Today I was told an old and great friend Ajay Patel took his own life. I was at New Breed about to get worked on at the time and it felt like a pile of rocks. Ajay was like an older brother to me 3 years ago when him, myself, and eric vance would drink crown, smoke kamel reds, and watch the simpsons or whatever shitty 80s movie we could find. he was one of the coolest mother fuckers i knew. he was mello and loved everyone. every morning when i worked at jakes, i wanted him to be on the schedule so we could make omletes and cock vegtables. i looked forward to cracking jokes with him and throwing shit at each other when it got busy. going to his house for a late night pool game after work and watching family guy while drinking a few beers. ajay was like a big brother to me when i was in high school and as i grew older and moved away, we didnt talk as much. when i started at jakes, we hanged out consistently and then as i got busy and he was always busy, we lost touch. i played poker with ajay about 2 weeks ago and i got a book of matches from him at roxys about 4 days ago. ive still got the matches. ajay, i dont know why or what reason, but you did deserve more. more than that, ill miss you more than i can tell. ive had cries, ive had to sit back and just let myself be floored. your the best a friend couldve ever asked for because you cared. unconditionally. ajay, you are the fallen phantom, but you will live on thro the crew til we join you, and in that day, we will sit on bar stools made of platinum and listen to murder city devils, drink our heavenly crown and coke and just bullshit. like old times. you are still loved. you are never forgotten. you have done a great number of things for me, ajay, all of which are good. i cry as i type, but you know its tears of joy because the life you lived, you lived it the way you wanted and everyone else could kiss your ass. ajay patel, for you, the world, and now, anything else you want. its yours, ajay. take em all on!