A LONG LOST FRIEND

 I clearly remember the day,

When our grad school began, that unforgettable day amongst many so days

I was sitting foolishly and searching for friends that would appreciate me

And you… you were blending in, quite well, finding friends that would accept you in their gang

You were befriending the girls sitting beside you, and in front of you

The presentation on the projector was on

And in the silence, I was called upon by a group of five boys,

With whom I still share my friendship with all these years,

Hard to make myself worthy for them, a foolish lad blending into a so called group

But about you..?

You made so many friends, so many that maybe I thought that you and I would never be

An un social guy friends with the Ms Fresher, quite impossible!

 

But so passed the summers and then the autumn began

When you started losing faith in your friends

And I slowly kept losing the touch of mine due to divided walls of the other classroom

For all it was, we became like best friends over the autumn and jumping in into the winters,

We had a great time enjoying roaming and saving our giggles for the next time we meet

 

Who knew the start of our friendship would be the end?

I mean not an end… but girl, we really got so distant after you went iff for some other grad school..

I now recall all the memories we made,

All the times we laughed pointing others

But at the same time, never talking on backs about people

Cauz that wasn’t our style!

Remembering how I cried being unaccepted by my classmates 

Remembering how you used to fix my issues and being called names cauz of me…

But at the same time, remembering that how much you loved ice cream

And how much I liked to have it with you (I had only cola, not an ice cream gal like you)

Remembering all the happiness inside the chaos

And all the chaoses vanishing in the aura of our happy place

 

Been two years, or maybe 3, I don’t know really,

I think I should have called you more often

I did call you several times, sometimes you picked, sometimes you were busy

And at moments, upon your calls, I too didn’t call back, busy and stumbling upon obstacles by myself 

And that’s life..

When best friends are together, they are just there… together,

But when distance plays a part, no calls or texts could help,

Not in the farther future…

I mean the friendship tends to fade slowly… in the former months bonded

And into the far future, slowly distancing because of leading our own personal ventures

And after all, realising the loneliness and making new friends again…

 

After you went on, I sticked to my old gang..

Believe me, it’s nothing like we were…

They all live a separate life at homes, they all have existing groups of their former high schools

And I can’t imagine to fit in in their school groups, neither is it understandable!

 

Yes, we lads meet but not much

Yes we have interconnected commutes to the grad school but we don’t show up much

Everyone is happy and existing in their personal school groups

This makes me sad… but I understand and I soon accepted the fact…

 

The fact that these friends will be there for me, I will too

These friends care for me and I too

But nothing can replace the trio – you, me and another guy who got separated like us!

 

Our trio’s friendship is unsaid and unasked for

We mutually do not have to ask for favours or requests 

We don’t have to regularly call each other to maintain the stability of our relationship 

As I said, we are always there for each other, just like my other gang..

The difference? We don’t call or text each other,

We clearly don’t need gadgets or approvals to bond again

Because we are already bonded

Bonded as well as distant

And bonded unasked and uncalled for

We are like the 6 characters of f.r.i.e.n.d.s

Who didn’t make it to be in the same room for over a decade

But were still in each other’s hearts and most of all respected the distance and new lives…

 

Because life goes on… but we are still there somewhere…

 

Recently, I received your message that how I am doing and stuff…

I replied only stating that me and my family is fine..

But I’m sorry, if you are reading this, that I couldn’t get the courage to ask you back

Maybe I was frightened of shrinking the distance again

Or maybe I respect your privacy so much

Or maybe that I’m preparing myself to respond to you again,

And someday call you up surprisingly and tell you all about these 2 or 3 years, maybe I don’t know!

 

Till then, Take care, bestie

Your loving friend 

‘K’