I pushed the hesitation away and clicked on the name of an old friend. The messenger window opened up. I waved with words and expressed my interest to know her well being on that day. I always had the hesitation to be the first one to ping an old friend when we hadn't talked for a long time. I would easily overcome the hesitation if I was the one who broke up the connection. I would tend to think that I don't normally move away from friendship. As I was writing that sentence, I had a sparking thought that questioned whether it was that arrogance that had been causing people to move away from me. I dismissed that thought without answering, as always.
She was a good friend of mine. We stopped talking after we went our separate ways. We got busy counting our own blessings and dealing with our own chaos. We had no reason to connect with each other, but I wondered whether that could be a reason not to connect with a friend?
She responded in a few minutes. As the conversation took off, we walked into the past. We dusted few photo frames that we found on the memory lane. We felt happy about what each of us had become. We wished the best for what was yet to come. We both felt good about the conversation.
As I closed the messenger window, I felt energised. I started scrolling down the list of names to pick the next one.
