A LETTER TO MY FRIEND…
Dear friend,
How are you? Weird, isn’t
it? I have never asked you such a boring question when we were together. Yet,
now it is the first question I want to ask you. It is Friendship day today, or
so I read in the newspaper. No! Actually I read it on my Facebook page (See? I still cannot lie to you!) Suddenly
all I could think of, was you. Only you…
When was the last time we
met each other? During a reunion, or a friend’s wedding, or at the railway
station, or in a bus, or in an exhibition, or while paying a bill, or in a
coffee shop or was it on the last day we spent together? Honestly, I cannot
remember. But I still remember your voice, your loud laughter, your funny jokes
and of course, your mischievous smile. Your words still ring loud and clear in
my memory. It is then I realise that, my mind might have forgotten to remember
you, but my heart still holds on to those precious moments that we shared
together. Counting the number of days, I am stunned that I have spent such a long
time without seeing you. Back then, we could not spend a single day without
each other. Our day was not complete without pulling each other’s leg and
laughing till our stomach ached. Was it just laughter that we shared? Not at
all. You have seen my tears too and I have let you cry on my shoulder. Although
I hated advice from others, I never did anything without asking your opinion.
Somehow your views mattered to me more than others. You never really had to
spell out your problems to me, I understood them by simply looking at you. You
were an open book to me and so was I to you…
Today we both earn more
than enough money to own the latest smartphone, but how often do we speak to
each other? Your photos on Facebook do not quench my desire to see the way your
eyes crinkle when you smile. Occasionally we text each other, but I long to see
your handwriting in my book. Yes, we are in touch but I want to feel the warmth
of your hand on mine. I still have those friendship bands that you tied on my
wrist, today my wrist feels unusually empty and cold, although an expensive
watch adorns it. We both can certainly afford a lunch in a star hotel but I only
want to share a five-star chocolate with you under our favourite tree.
That tree no longer
exists, neither do the days of our togetherness. But we can always plant
another tree. All it needs is two sets of hands, one yours and one mine! We
both have grown up and people call us adults. I can understand that your
priorities have changed and so have mine. In the journey of life, we are
chasing time. It is simply not possible to meet often even if we want to. At
least call me once in a while or even a message will do. Although I would be
elated to receive a letter from you because nothing can be better than a letter
in your handwriting. Every minute I hold that letter, I will be able to feel
the warmth of your hand.
My loving friend, all I want
you to remember is no matter how far we are from each other, I am always here
for you. Let us meet up as soon as possible, a five-star is waiting to be
shared J
I am never going run out of love for you, although I might kill you if you don’t
reply to this letter.
We have changed and so
have the circumstances but nothing ever changes between us…
Take care.
Happy
Friendship Day!
With fond memories,
Your forgotten friend.
It's so true........till I complete reading it all my frnds flashed in my mind who r far now
ReplyDeleteI kept thinking of my friends when I wrote this. I am glad that I could bring back the fond memories of your friends :)
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