Letter: To my almost Lost best friend
To my almost best friend
Hii!
It has already been 2 years and 6 months and you still haven’t replied to my last text. People wonder how crazy it is to have an almost best friend on the internet. Yes, there is a thing called an almost best friend.
How mad it is to get upset just because one of your internet friends suddenly stopped sharing the best coke studio's music with you, forgot to share semester results and all the gossip of real life crushes with a virtual friend. Suddenly they are nowhere on the internet. How crazy is it to spend hours thinking of them.
We became friends because I posted lyrics of a song that was your favourite and then we started talking about music. Conversations began when I posted about how badly I needed chemistry revision and you shared your chemistry notes with me.
Our love for books, psychology and trees made us almost best friend. Your love for Anarkali and my love for sarees made us switch to each other’s likings. For the first three months, I even forgot to ask your name and so did you, our usernames were related to our favourite cricketers another thing which connected us.
Whenever I used to ask you where you were from, you used to say "Mars" and when you enquired about my hometown, I would say "Jupiter". So these two buddies from Mars and Jupiter were sharing their stories with each other in the virtual world.
The day you told me your name, I found it beautiful. The day you told me the name of your hometown - Multan, Pakistan; it didn't make any difference.
72 years ago when My Grandfather was 15, he visited your place. It was ours too then. The day you told me your father serves in Pakistan army; it connected us more because mine too serves in army, but Indian. 72 years ago, we both had one army.
Everything was one across the borders some years back, it is still a fresh memory in the minds of historians. Talking to you was like talking to my close school friend. I realised humans are the same on both sides. Remember one day when I asked you who your favourite cricketer is and you said "Kohli" and your favourite movie "Gadar". And most favourite dialogue from Gadar "Kisi ko hindustan chahiye kisi ko Pakistan, Insaano ko toh insaano ki zaroorat hi nahi".
You used to tell me how afraid you are of the violence in your country and the day you stopped texting was the day when multiple bomb blasts took place at your place. May be you stopped and ended this friendship because you thought it was my country's plan or may be......
Hii!
It has already been 2 years and 6 months and you still haven’t replied to my last text. People wonder how crazy it is to have an almost best friend on the internet. Yes, there is a thing called an almost best friend.
How mad it is to get upset just because one of your internet friends suddenly stopped sharing the best coke studio's music with you, forgot to share semester results and all the gossip of real life crushes with a virtual friend. Suddenly they are nowhere on the internet. How crazy is it to spend hours thinking of them.
We became friends because I posted lyrics of a song that was your favourite and then we started talking about music. Conversations began when I posted about how badly I needed chemistry revision and you shared your chemistry notes with me.
Our love for books, psychology and trees made us almost best friend. Your love for Anarkali and my love for sarees made us switch to each other’s likings. For the first three months, I even forgot to ask your name and so did you, our usernames were related to our favourite cricketers another thing which connected us.
Whenever I used to ask you where you were from, you used to say "Mars" and when you enquired about my hometown, I would say "Jupiter". So these two buddies from Mars and Jupiter were sharing their stories with each other in the virtual world.
The day you told me your name, I found it beautiful. The day you told me the name of your hometown - Multan, Pakistan; it didn't make any difference.
72 years ago when My Grandfather was 15, he visited your place. It was ours too then. The day you told me your father serves in Pakistan army; it connected us more because mine too serves in army, but Indian. 72 years ago, we both had one army.
Everything was one across the borders some years back, it is still a fresh memory in the minds of historians. Talking to you was like talking to my close school friend. I realised humans are the same on both sides. Remember one day when I asked you who your favourite cricketer is and you said "Kohli" and your favourite movie "Gadar". And most favourite dialogue from Gadar "Kisi ko hindustan chahiye kisi ko Pakistan, Insaano ko toh insaano ki zaroorat hi nahi".
You used to tell me how afraid you are of the violence in your country and the day you stopped texting was the day when multiple bomb blasts took place at your place. May be you stopped and ended this friendship because you thought it was my country's plan or may be......
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