A Friend

I had a very dear friend. She was with me for around five years. We were living together, apart from being my room partner she was in my class, we did all group projects together and had such similar interests that we were just one step below the Siamese twins. We watched all movies together, we would not bunk the same classes and as our studying time was also shared we used to get very similar marks. As your can already see, we did have serious space issues. We grew up in these five years from teenagers to now twenty somethings and so we did learn from our individual ‘I need some space’ experience. It had to happen the day we wrote our last exam and collected the last piece of clearance signatures from the college that we had to part. She moved outside the country to her parent’s residence and I joined a new college for masters. As is obvious, I missed her terribly and wanted to share my new life, new place, new subjects, and new people with her. The internet was the only link between us and I did make some ISD calls every time the urge to hear her voice became unbearable. Still it was not like before but I was trying to make do with whatever little means I had to ’keep in touch’ with someone who knew me so very well, someone so dear and close. As I got busy with my academic commitments and some other new happenings in my life, the distance between us grew more than that of the two continents we were living upon. One fine day she wrote me a message saying that she preferred that we parted on good terms with good memories rather then drag this carcass of a once robust and famous friendship (we used to get ‘Best Pals’ kind of titles in our college days). I was predictably very upset and made a lot of noise over it…I typed frantic off liners coupled with hazy screens (that’s because my eyes used to be wet), every time that she came online, I wrote senti lines to remind her of our times and that she was not giving me fair chance as I was honestly very very very busy. After a very long online conversation and tears on two key boards across the globe, there settled the dust of a long silence on the once glorious melody of our duet. She still replies to my mails but in one line and our online conversations are monosyllabic from her end mostly. I don’t know if she is right. She says that I have changed so much as an individual that she cannot find the girl she liked in me anymore and so her course of action is justified. I don’t know. I would say that I am the same. I miss her and she is one of my favorite people in this world.