Our friendship goes way back to when cell phones were a luxury. We parted ways but remained connected. Because of me. Solely on my efforts. I kept meeting her. I kept calling her. She never once rang me up in the last 16 years. She even forgets to save my number!
She is busy.
She is sick.
She has martial problems.
She is onto a new business.
She's building a new house.
Kids. Flood. Corona.
Fine. I'm calling it quits. The End. No more calls.
What if she invites me for her daughter's wedding? Of course, I'll go, silly. No, I won't be wearing a saree.
Until then, no calls. she's dead to me.
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