Dear Mr. Hawking, May you rest in peace-if at all there’s a peace after death. You, for one, would never have believed in it. I remember looking at your broad, smiling face on the cover of A Brief History of Time and wondering how the hell did I a guy like you end up penning a book like that. Your vitality and will was far greater than your science. You taught us not just about Black Holes and Big Bang, but also about the meaning of life. That life is a powerful force that can make miracles happen is what you showed us with your journey on the wheelchair. For a follower of science, you were a true inspiration. Newton and Einstein were remarkable; you, on the other hand, entrusted science with an emotion that was as empowering as it was enlightening. Prolonging your life not just by life support and medicine, but more by a sense of endless curiosity and wonder at existence, you redefined what it means to be alive. You embraced death too with as much excitement, proving again your own point that man is a mere traveler, not planned or special but still very fascinating. We will miss you though. The universe is an emptier place without your mechanical voice. Wherever you are sir, bon voyage!
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Rajit Roy
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