Pen friends, that was a common term that i used to hear
even till my school Days. People used to write through letters to distant people whom they have never seen.
They used to wait for the replies; they used to bug the postman asking for letters. Now the medium has changed but the basic idea still remains the same. We have the new generation Phone friends, Chat Friends and SMS Friends. Here am going to tell you the small story of my dearest Phone friend. You can’t call a unknown girl with whom you flirt daily your Phone friend. It’s as special as your Pen friend, a deep true relationship.
“Hellooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo” my tone and my naughty smile was enough for my roomies to understand. They just smile and leave coz they know it will take a long time.
How should I start?
She was vivacious, decisive, humorous, sensible, creative, crazy, well the list is endless.
Sometimes she may be very serious or she may make you laugh for the whole day. Sometimes she’ll sing for you, sometimes she’ll say that I am wrong. She was predictable… but still have bits of unpredictability around. The way she speaks, the way she reacts.. sometimes makes you wonder “Ho can girls be this interesting?”. Sometimes after the phone calls, ill continue laughing. My roomies sometimes looked seriously disturbed, may be they think that am a schizophrenic.
Most special thing about my Phone Friend was whenever I desperately look for someone to open up and am just wondering to whom, I can hear my phone ringing. I don’t know if it’s a mere coincidence, but her photo used to flash in my mobile whenever I needed her most. She was there always to cheer me up or to support me or to share my happiness or share my craziness. I never found a bit of artificiality in her, which sometimes used to force me to change all my opinions about women.
I have just seen her once, but I almost forgot her expressions, her smile or rather I don’t want to remember. I have my own copyright picture of her in my mind, something that I built from the way she talks, the way she laughs. That was something built slowly over a long time. I was afraid to meet her again coz I didn’t want to change that picture. But I never thought things will end up like this. Though I had someone saying it’s going to happen someday or the other, I was simply not ready to believe that.
One day, I told her that am coming to her city. We were both excited. She started bugging me daily “When am coming, when am coming?”. She had all sorts of questions… “ Will you really come?”. Finally I had to tell “ Ill tell you once I reach there, please not this question again”.
Finally one day I reached that gifted city. Something or the other prevented us from meeting for sometime. It’s a city that makes you so busy that you forget to meet your best of best friends. But everything was the same, she was still my Phone friend.
Suddenly one day she stopped calling me. After a week, I enquired what happened?
After a few days She replied “ Let’s keep our contact minimum, some things are not in our control”. I asked her the reason but I just received silence. I was a bit shocked though somehow I knew it was coming.
“How easy it’s for her to break a relationship” I thought.
“After all she’s also a girl, no wonder, nothing new” I smiled.
I closed that chapter without uttering a word. If she’s happy by keeping minimum contact, let it be so.
I know Friends come and go, but some leave so much pain while leaving that it takes a long time to heal.
Even now, sometimes when am very desperately looking for someone to open up my mind, I accidentally go in search of my phone. But when I realize that the phone will never ring again, I just smile...
“Hellooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo” my tone and my naughty smile was enough for my roomies to understand. They just smile and leave coz they know it will take a long time.
How should I start?
She was vivacious, decisive, humorous, sensible, creative, crazy, well the list is endless.
Sometimes she may be very serious or she may make you laugh for the whole day. Sometimes she’ll sing for you, sometimes she’ll say that I am wrong. She was predictable… but still have bits of unpredictability around. The way she speaks, the way she reacts.. sometimes makes you wonder “Ho can girls be this interesting?”. Sometimes after the phone calls, ill continue laughing. My roomies sometimes looked seriously disturbed, may be they think that am a schizophrenic.
Most special thing about my Phone Friend was whenever I desperately look for someone to open up and am just wondering to whom, I can hear my phone ringing. I don’t know if it’s a mere coincidence, but her photo used to flash in my mobile whenever I needed her most. She was there always to cheer me up or to support me or to share my happiness or share my craziness. I never found a bit of artificiality in her, which sometimes used to force me to change all my opinions about women.
I have just seen her once, but I almost forgot her expressions, her smile or rather I don’t want to remember. I have my own copyright picture of her in my mind, something that I built from the way she talks, the way she laughs. That was something built slowly over a long time. I was afraid to meet her again coz I didn’t want to change that picture. But I never thought things will end up like this. Though I had someone saying it’s going to happen someday or the other, I was simply not ready to believe that.
One day, I told her that am coming to her city. We were both excited. She started bugging me daily “When am coming, when am coming?”. She had all sorts of questions… “ Will you really come?”. Finally I had to tell “ Ill tell you once I reach there, please not this question again”.
Finally one day I reached that gifted city. Something or the other prevented us from meeting for sometime. It’s a city that makes you so busy that you forget to meet your best of best friends. But everything was the same, she was still my Phone friend.
Suddenly one day she stopped calling me. After a week, I enquired what happened?
After a few days She replied “ Let’s keep our contact minimum, some things are not in our control”. I asked her the reason but I just received silence. I was a bit shocked though somehow I knew it was coming.
“How easy it’s for her to break a relationship” I thought.
“After all she’s also a girl, no wonder, nothing new” I smiled.
I closed that chapter without uttering a word. If she’s happy by keeping minimum contact, let it be so.
I know Friends come and go, but some leave so much pain while leaving that it takes a long time to heal.
Even now, sometimes when am very desperately looking for someone to open up my mind, I accidentally go in search of my phone. But when I realize that the phone will never ring again, I just smile...
