I think I haven't shared this information, probably I forgot. Ankan called. The night before Eid-ul-adha. I was shocked really, hearing her voice after so long.
Nobody calls on my TNT, so when my dad told me somebody was on the line for me, I was blank and felt foreign holding the receiver.
Then She said hello. My long "lost" friend. Should I say that? We are just in separate universities, not keeping in touch. She isn't lost. Neither have I. She had been my best friend. I thought about her, whenever something reminded me of her. Like the phrase-"Shob E Allahr Iccha." Whenever I heard someone saying it, I remembered her mocking, I remembered I had a friend who used to say that a lot. I remembered someone who were always being frank with me, no matter how bitter the truth was. I remembered my sarcastic, intelligent not so good looking friend. She studies in Dhaka University now in Journalism. She was so good at Accounting. Yet she chose this subject. But I know, she will do great whatever path she chooses.
I felt my voice shaking a bit. She was being nice with me. I felt like something changed between us. Or I have changed. I talk in a different tone now. And she was being nice with me, the whole conversation. It was awkward. I never knew my friend to be saying things like she misses me.
And we decided to arrange a meet up. Although we both know that is hardly going to happen. Our classes clash and we're both busy.
I took her phone number. She has her own personal number now! I don't have to call her mother or home line to talk to her now. I am not quite sure, I am going to call her again sometime. She made me realized I have changed. I mean we both have. I don't miss my college life anymore. I miss HER but not the life. I am happy where I am at right now, it throws me challenges and keeps it exciting and gets my sleep hampered. In college, all we did was, played childish games and pick on each other.
Nice talking with her though. I always wondered what was going on with her life. Since mine had drastically changed by the people I hang out with now.
Nobody calls on my TNT, so when my dad told me somebody was on the line for me, I was blank and felt foreign holding the receiver.
Then She said hello. My long "lost" friend. Should I say that? We are just in separate universities, not keeping in touch. She isn't lost. Neither have I. She had been my best friend. I thought about her, whenever something reminded me of her. Like the phrase-"Shob E Allahr Iccha." Whenever I heard someone saying it, I remembered her mocking, I remembered I had a friend who used to say that a lot. I remembered someone who were always being frank with me, no matter how bitter the truth was. I remembered my sarcastic, intelligent not so good looking friend. She studies in Dhaka University now in Journalism. She was so good at Accounting. Yet she chose this subject. But I know, she will do great whatever path she chooses.
I felt my voice shaking a bit. She was being nice with me. I felt like something changed between us. Or I have changed. I talk in a different tone now. And she was being nice with me, the whole conversation. It was awkward. I never knew my friend to be saying things like she misses me.
And we decided to arrange a meet up. Although we both know that is hardly going to happen. Our classes clash and we're both busy.
I took her phone number. She has her own personal number now! I don't have to call her mother or home line to talk to her now. I am not quite sure, I am going to call her again sometime. She made me realized I have changed. I mean we both have. I don't miss my college life anymore. I miss HER but not the life. I am happy where I am at right now, it throws me challenges and keeps it exciting and gets my sleep hampered. In college, all we did was, played childish games and pick on each other.
Nice talking with her though. I always wondered what was going on with her life. Since mine had drastically changed by the people I hang out with now.
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