About two months ago, I came back from the UK. Life there was a different cup of tea altogether, with a limited set of friends, limited people to interact with, limited funds and the likes. As I landed back into the country, I was relieved. My cellphone would ring more than 20 times a day again, with the same old numbers of my close friends who used to speak to me all the time.

Fast forward to now. Precious few sporadic calls from those I considered my close friends (obviously I’m not taking any names), but apparently they have been too busy at work. The same people, who used to call me before from work, are now too busy at work. The same people who I used to call at 11pm in the night, are too tired to talk. The same people who can scrap everyone, do not scrap me. When I need them, they are never ever there for me. And its not that I did not give them enough chances either. I think, they have moved on.

I should, too…

Ah, life…

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