Back from my WIE conference in Andhra , gazing towards the photos and remembering all those cool memories i spent with my friends , i was all into the trans of my masti and you know what my phone rang and an unknown number flashed onto it , with fest round the corner i thought someone again called me for sponsorship or stuff like that , i took the call up , a very low voice said something , it was hardly audible , i asked her again who was calling and then in a very low tone she said “this is me”, olryt so this was my best buddy ,my best friend but one thing did tick me a little bit and that was why was she sounding so low ? , we strated the conversation and she asked me about my trip , but i knew this is not the girl i know , i know my friend as a one who is such a jolly person , enjoys every bit of life and has a great spark in her voice and you know what , it was all missing.
She insisted me to tell her about my trip but i wanted to know “what’s wrong ?”, and then , oh boy L she started to cry :’( , i was astounded to hear her cry and take my words the deepness of her pain was evident with each words she uttered . she felt bad because of her insecurities about something i can't reveal , and i felt like failure not being able to relieve her , her each word projected her deep embedded pain and an urge to get rid of it.
Her whimper said it all and i felt so devastated within , i care for her and i just can’t see her cry , her tears are priceless to me and i value her like hell she is everything , she is the one for whom i care the most and will care, she can tap my doors anytime and her rtg will be there to help her always , I pray my sweet corn gets what she wants and i get her smile back.
god give her all the happiness
Keep smiling , this blog is for u , my best buddy !
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