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Just a call away...

Since the past few years many of my close friends are located in different far-away lands. Every time one of them left from here (i.e. India) I used to get this feeling that things will not remain the same between us. And its true that life is not the same without them being physically present around me. But having them just a call away provides the comfort which keeps me going.

In the past few stressful months all of my far-away friends have shared my mood-swings and irritations as much as those around me. Whether it was general cribbing or a teary conversation, a wake-up call or a gossip to share...all on international calling rates. Just yesterday I spoke to a friend after a long time and I completely forgot that he was on the other side of the world and we discussed all the possible stupid jokes that we used to share and laughed uncontrollably. He giggled as he used to after cracking those silly jokes. Felt so much like old times... Later when I was lying in bed trying to sleep, I felt like calling him and saying "Good night". I did call and left a message in his voice mailbox. Minutes later, he called and said "Good night, now sleep."

Friends stay forever.

Comments

sujaan said…
:) gives me courage as well
silent_rebel said…
main bhi to online tha... mere ko thenga?????
Unknown said…
mere bhi wohi complain hain stabs :|

main toh immediately reply karti hoon.
Archon said…
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Archon said…
Hope we also remain in touch!! I don't know what kind of friend I was, but you were a good friend to me. :)

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