RIP Robin Williams, how his death has impacted lives of Indians

That moment I read about his death, I think half my childhood flashed in front of my eyes. ‘Flubber’, ‘Mrs Doubtfire’, ‘Jumanji’, ‘Popeye’, ‘Mork and Mindy’, ‘License to Wed’ and ‘Night at the Museum’. The first thought that struck me was that of a very irrational being; I was yelling in my head, “No God no! Robin Williams can’t be dead, make him alive.”

I think a part of my childhood died with him.

May be I sound a bit too over-dramatic, but I swear on ‘Flubber’, for a second my heart shrank. Even at this moment, I can’t really get myself to believe that the man who made people cry because they laughed so hard watching his performance, the man who had a presence on the screen like no one else, the man who stole hearts of almost all the 90’s kids (I am one of them), is now dead. No one could ever think that the man who made the world laugh, was himself going through a tough time. No one could believe, or rather wanted to believe, that a man so happy on screen could have problems of his own. For a fan like me who believed each of his character to be real, it’s impossible to imagine him with a sad face.

Reports suggested, Robin Williams, who was suffering from depression, committed a suicide. Now how do you expect me to believe that?

When I think of Robin Williams, I think of all the good times from my childhood. Those cold winters, when my brother and I would snug in our blankies with a hot cup of coco and watch Robin Williams movies on loop.

It reminds me of all the reunions with my cousins when we would watch ‘Flubber’ and laugh like idiots, even when we knew each scene of the movie by heart.

It reminds me of the million times I watched ‘Jumanji’, when I say million, I mean it, I kind of remember the movie scene by scene, dialogue by dialogue, word by word. And my favourite was when Peter gets scared and begins to cry on turning into a monkey and Alan Parrish says: “What, are you crying? You don't cry, all right? You keep your chin up. Come on, keep your chin up. Crying never helped anybody do anything, okay? You have a problem, you face it like a man.”

I laughed so hard on that every time. But now when I think of the dialogue it kind of helps me get over the fact about his death. 

I don’t know if watching any of his movies will ever be the same. I wish this was all a bad dream, but I am afraid it's not. However, I know Robin Williams is alive, in my heart and in my childhood.

Thank you Robin Williams. Rest in Peace.