Temporarily Lost Forever
Once, we walked to a friend’s door. Now, we hesitate to call. Two months ago, I called a friend I have known for twenty years. He didn’t answer. We still haven’t spoken. I don’t know why he hasn’t called back. But I know the hesitation myself: seeing an old friend’s name on the phone, wanting to talk, and somehow not feeling ready for what should be a simple conversation. I remember a time when visiting a friend meant going to his house without knowing whether he would be there. Mobile phones weren’t part of our lives, and even a landline wasn’t something every household had. You went, knocked, and found out. There was anticipation on the way, disappointment if he was absent, excitement if he was home. If you missed him, you might try again the next day. None of this felt like too much trouble. Now, the same friend is an instant message away. Yet we can go months without speaking. ...
seriously man, even if u had played with ronaldo or federer right from the time u were born, would it have made the slightest difference to ur ability to play sports.
ReplyDeleteremember how u grip the cricket bat, u SUCK!
hi praveen,
ReplyDeletenice thoughts on ur blog. on this post as to WHY INDIA IS NOT ABLE TO MAKE IT TO THE WORLD CUP FINALS, I have a couple of funny takes on that in my blog. do visit it at:
http://ramblingwithbellur.blogspot.com/2006/06/soccer-world-cup-winner-is-predestined.html
and
http://ramblingwithbellur.blogspot.com/2006/06/soccer-its-at-my-fingertips.html
keep blogging.
and just now read that u stayed next to MSIL apts. i have been staying in 16th cross, and me too visited CCL with my friend, though not a member. I was a member of DISCAB Circ. Lib. next to Expert dry cleaners, remember the place?
ReplyDeletenice to know about old malleswaram boys. glad i stumbled upon ur blog!
do visit mine.
Hi RK,
ReplyDeleteI have visited Discab too. I used to get the books from my friend who was the member there.