I was about to hit the “SEND” option when a numb feeling rose and I added Chandok after my name! Could the relationship be forgotten just like that?

I’ve finally messaged her!

Her-who have been a friend of mine since eight years. Her whose name isn’t important but I know that the nickname given by me became her identity and everyone closely associated with her related with.

Exactly how much time have we not talked-Funny! I never reflected on this till this hour. My gaze always turned towards her in college, among thousand faces it was easy to tell hers, among the laughter and chatter, her voice always caught my attention. I could easily make out when I used to see her- if she was sad or something wasn’t right! How I contained myself when I knew she had a moist eye—the question is why! More then one year has gone by and not even one word did we exchange even when we both (I guess!) followed each others lives through words of her friends and my acquaintances.

To describe her is one of the easiest tasks one can set me with! She is all that I am not and I can’t be! Child like, funny and experimental. She always hobbed on food like she hadn’t tasted it since some years and her fashion sense was extravagant and glamored. But not on one occasion had I ever found her uncomfy, even after me telling her that she was looking outta place.

The most “immature” person I could ever come across. Quite a girl, she loved tones of pink. I remember a rainy day when my ex’s cousin offered to drop us home. She was the first one to be dropped as her home was the nearest, leaving the three of us. Quite close to my place, the guy remarked-how amusing! She alone was equivalent to three people and make them sit quiet. She could talk the whole day. We’d cried, laughed together, sung songs like drunk people, danced in the most idiotic ways, shared hell lotta secrets, spent nights awake as she carried on with her chatter and I listened to her patiently reflecting in between over the pale moon’s beauty—

MESSAGE NOT DELIVERED —- RETRY SENDING?

Is that what you call destiny?

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