We meet a lot of people in our lives,some stay as acquaintance,some become part of the social network,some part of our professional network,some as long-lasting friends and some who don't fit into any of these but yet remembered and cherished.I have one such friend.
Two meetings while driving back home was enough to get us talking.His sense of humor, intelligence,helping nature,constant leg pulling,honest opinions and thoughts added oodles to our friendship.I have enjoyed those bus rides with our long discussions about everything on Earth discussing Obama,financial crises ,our favorite men from mars and women from Venus unresolved issue,relatives, religion, festivals, culture to cars, gadgets,food,clothes,domestic help, estate prices,and of course the seething Mumbai traffic.Quite enjoyed the pranks that I played on him which were all taken so sportingly.
We are not talking.Not that we ended up with a big fight or something,just that he moved to another city and we got so busy with our own lives (the lame excuse we give for all our inconveniences)we just lost touch.He did text me his new number but somehow I did not bother to call back.Have I become an egomaniac?Could be.I know he is just a call away,all I need is to pick up that phone now.
