There's something that am really bad at, and that's keeping in touch. Over the years, across the various places, schools, colleges, I came across so many people, some grew close, some were just acquaintances, but, now when I look back, there's no one am in regular touch with. Touch in the sense, talking to them, now and then through either real or virtual modes of communications. But strangely, yet am aware of a lot of things happening in their lives, thanks to the social network. Is it why I never feel the need to get back? Cos, whenever am stung by the bug of curiosity I just go through their profiles and moreover get the gist of their lives so far?
But, yesterday as I happened to call an old friend I figured, it's a different thing to listen to people talk and express what they really did, what they feel, what they want. So suddenly, I want to get back, talk, meet the people I left behind in this race of running from here to there, accommodating the new ones, and letting the old ones go. I want to connect, share my joys, my life, and listen to theirs, the wonderful stories, live, animated, things that I missed, things that I cared for... And the effort should start right away...
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