one by one, all my friends are leaving. though promising that they will meet at the time of convocation, they know as well as I do that on that particular day, we will rarely have time from our family members. I dont make friends very easily, and that's why I feel hurt when somebody very close to me leaves.
a few days ago, Anil left for Germany. i still remember that evening, when I was carrying his suitcase to campus gate, and we were still cracking jokes as if nothing was going to happen. he sat into the auto, we both waved our last goodbyes to each other, and then, suddenly, the true enormity of the event struck me. he was the only one i used to talk to for the past three months. how can you forget a guy who treats you like his own brother?
and tomorrow in the morning Adrish is leaving. today we had a good chat about our exchange days, his girlfriend, Slovania, and all the other things. soon he will be gone, we will talk once or twice to each other, will meet even less often, and soon we both will become just like another one of "good" acquaintances to each other. this is what happens when you close your eyes and pursue money with single - minded devotion. Adrish told me that he knew he was going to earn more money than he could ever imagine spending, but what he forgot to add was that he would be forced to spend that money among strangers who would care nothing as to how he felt about his Slovanian girl or how he thought he was going to do at times of recession. I hope to catch him while he would be in london a few months later, but i am not sure.
when we were leaving Germany, our Slovanian friend told with bloodshot eyes filled with tears - I dont like farewells.