It's January all over again yet here we are, so far away. It seems like it was centuries ago that we basked in the winter sun together, in our college grounds, peeling and eating tangerines.
We forgot to bring salt with us. We walked through the ground for hours, sometimes in the sun, sometimes under the trees. We laughed at stupid ridiculed stuff. We made up imaginary scenarios, fully aware that these stories will never come true. And now here we are.
I scroll past my social media and see something that reminds me of you, so I share it with you. You snapchat me the picture of your morning tea. I reply to your shared reels with a simple emoji. And that's how things are right now.
I am not a very good friend and I am telling you that I will not call you or text you. I am that one temporary person in your life that disappears for 2 months and then randomly texts you one night about some seriously weird stuff. And I am sorry for it. I don't have it in me to remain in contact with people. I am not social and I know it that I will not talk to you for weeks...months even.
But I hope you know that a corner of my heart is reserved for our friendship.
Over the years, we have decorated it with our memories and shared laughters. It is quite comfy. A large couch and dim lights and a gramophone. A shelf full of books and an old but working tv. All our photos which still may or may not be saved in our mobiles.
Now, I do not go there often. I can't go there alone. So the place has grown lonely. Cobwebs and dust. And this musty smell. It is still there. The corner of my heart. But it is not in an excellent state now.
So I'm writing this to let you know that this corner will always be there for us. Maybe a little rusty but still there. Next time you come, bring a broom and duster and we'll clean it together. Maybe bring a disco ball and your playlist too so we can have a little party. Or maybe bring a basket and juice so we can have a picnic. Or just bring popcorn. Caramel popcorn and we'll watch a movie.
We'll have a great time. And then you'll leave again. And I'll lose contact with you all over again.
My heart's corner will be isolated once more. But it'll be still there so when we meet again, we can turn that place into another of our wonderlands.
Until then…
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