Remember when we first met? We were too shy to ask each other’s name. Days went by and with every passing minute we got closer and closer. We were just kids and we never chose our friends, we just became friends with the people we enjoyed.
We grew up. We made groups. Though the closeness withing the group intensified, outside the group we had unknown people.
We grew up a little more. The groups were subdivided. Now we were only five people in the group compared to what we had like forty in one group when we were in 2nd grade.
We grew up a little more. The group vanished.
Everyone got busy in there own hooroosh of life.
Now, we were away. Far away from eachother. Different places maybe.
Now we started getting calls from those people who were our bestfriends once upon a time.
We would whine about how much we miss each other.
We talked about life and how everything was around us.
Only four to five calls.
Then, back to reality.
No calls. No texts. No mails.
After a long time we meet accidentally. “How are you?” I ask. “I’m doing great”, you reply. “You are being so formal!”, I say. “Sorry, I got to go! I’ll call you.”, you reply, and you get vanished again.
You just never called.
And now I can’t find you anywhere.
So, I decided to make some new friends. Only this time, I chose my friends.
Let’s see till when they last. However, this time, I have promised myself that no matter what, I won’t ever leave my best friend.
Life is so unfair.