That Friend ...

By Akanksha Sapkal

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He: *Yawning* Hello?

She: Were you sleeping at this time?

He: Yeah, because unlike you I can.

She: *Offended* Shut up! Anyway now that you are awake, can I rant?

He: Ugh..why me? Go to your other friends, why it has to be always me?

She: Friends *Scoffs* that's the problem, I do have friends, there are many people out there calling themselves my friends, but it's just useless sometimes.

He: Why?

She: *Scoffs* Curious now, are we? Are you interested in listening now?

He: Have I ever stopped? Whatever I say I always listen, dont I?

She: *Sigh* Yeah, you are right, that's why even after getting insulted by your sarcastic self, I always come to you…

He: *Smile* So what is it this time?

She: I don't know, it's just that, I feel this weird void inside me. Just like I said before, I do have friends, many actually, some of them are so good that they make me feel like I can be myself with them, they understand me like no one, in just small amount of time we became pretty close, but they live far away, and since we parted ways they got busy in there in own life, some are busy with their relationships and some are busy with their family responsibilities. I am too, I am quite busy too, but there is difference, they have someone to share there problems with, they have other friends, they can hang out with, to share their problems, to forget all there worries, to just have fun, and not gonna lie, if I visit there city or hometown I can guarantee they will spare a day or 2 just for me, to have all the fun, but they won't be coming to my hometown just to meet me or to hang out with me, unless I am getting married or something...*laughs* Probably I won't visit them either just for the sole purpose of meeting them, but they probably don't feel like I do, lonely and leftout...

And the strange thing is it's not like these people are only friends I have, I have other friends too, at least I think of them as friends, but whenever they are in my town they never bother to text or call me for a meet up, probably they don't even remember that I live here too. *Sigh* And right now I am at the stage, I don't want to meet either, cause meeting them would be so awkward and wierd, so there is no point...

Sometimes I feel like somewhere in life we grew apart, and I feel so jealous when I see there instagram stories or WhatsApp status, spending time together, having road trips, having all kind of fun in there life,

and I hate it in perticular when they give excuses like, I can't talk right now I am with friends, or my friends are over so talk to you later? I hate it that their priorities are set, and I am nowhere in it. Just once I want to know how it feels to have a friend who will prioritize me, who will come just to meet me on a random day at random ocasion, who knows me like no one, who knows my every secret and vice versa, I swear I would do anything and everything for that kind of friend you know, and then I won't come to you or I won't bother you then, I just want a reliable friend, someone like you, just difference would be, I might be able see them in reality unlike us. *Sigh*

*Silence for few seconds*

She: Hello? You there?

He: Oh, yes I am there, I was just thinking, I do have that kind of friend you know. She: Really?

He: Yes, she is pretty annoying, always ranting about stuffs, but she is always there when I need her, she makes me laugh without putting any perticular efforts. I know her every secret and she knows mine. She is quite crazy, she might actually beat the shit out of the person who dared to hurt me, if she is actually there; so I have to use my words very carefully, but she is nice in her own way, my little rebel, I can't meet her either, but that is ok for me, because my one word and she might sell her kidneys just to meet me. *Laughs*

She: *Laughing hard* She feels great .

He: She is.

She: Anyway, I wanted to say, thank you! for always listening, I always feel great after talking with you, I try hard not to bother you when I feel low, but I can't help it. So, sorry and thank you!

He: Oh my god! Are you dieing, is this your goodbye speech? When is the funeral? She: *Laughing* Shut up! Fine then, I will keep bothering you more and more then, be ready to suffer. He: Shit, what have I got myself into!

She: *Smiling* Dramqueen, Anyway, I will talk to you later?

He: Yeah later, bye!

She: Bye!

*After hanging up* *Thinking to themselves*

She: His priorities are also set I guess.

He: You are so stupid, I wish you were clever enough to understand I was talking about you…

By Akanksha Sapkal