#AtoZChallenge : We don’t talk anymore
Facebook reminds me that it has been 7 years since we’ve been friends or more like friends on Facebook. Yes, we became friends long before we became Facebook friends. And now we are just Facebook friends. It is sad how times have changed.
I look at all the pictures of us over the years that Facebook has picked up for the video. Those first days of college, the birthdays that we celebrated, the events that we won, the pictures of us dressed in our ethnic best and the best one of the lot – that candid picture of all of us laughing so hard that we had to hold your stomachs to stop it from hurting. Those days were indeed the best. A lone tear falls down my eye as I look at all the pictures. I’m tempted to share the video but then I stop myself. May be you wouldn’t care or may be you’d be annoyed looking at a notification from me. But a little voice within me slowly whispers, may be you would go back and think about those times just like I did. Yet I’m afraid and I don’t post. I don’t make things messier.
But what really happened? Why did we drift apart? Was it the distance? Was it time? Or was it priorities? Was it something else?
Do you remember those times when we didn’t have cellphones of our own and we used the landline phones when our parents weren’t around to talk to each other? Those times when we had exams but we spoke about everything under the sun except for anything to do with our exams? May be that was our way of keeping calm during those stressful days. We promised each other that we’d be best friends forever- that the sketch you’d made of a wedding gown would be my wedding gown when I get married and that I would continue writing poems for you. Even in the classrooms, we’d find places in the last benches and make sure that our talks or note passing went on uninterrupted.
I still can’t figure out why it happened. But suddenly we seemed distant. You didn’t know what was happening in my life and I didn’t know what was happening in yours. If we made an attempt at texting each other, the messages would more or less always be the same.
“How are you?”
“I’m fine. How are you?”
“Okay. I got to go now. Bye”
But were you really okay? Was I really okay? Earlier we’d just know. But now things have changed.
Maybe life is like this. People come into our lives and go away. But I always thought you’d stay. Best friends forever. But sadly forever didn’t last long as it should have. It has been so long since we even called or texted each other. Meeting each other is a far fetched dream. I miss you! It hurts me that we don’t talk anymore.
I’m participating in the A to Z Challenge and all through April I’ll be writing about the Life and Times of a Twenty something! What are you best memories or expectations from your twenties? Let me know in the comments.