One of my school friends committed suicide one month ago, but I got the news today while randomly walking in the street.
I can't explain the feelings that I have been experiencing right now. I can't even imagine that he was no more. We had a communication gap after the admission timeline and missed our best shot in admission. It was 2018, and some of us came out of a failed admission season... Desperate, devastated. It took several months attempt to be okay for the next attempt. In this attempt, we had no communication. But like every year, I wished him last February 13 on his birthday, also made a call but he didn't pick up. Later he called back but I didn't pick up the call somehow. I can't remember whether I was busy enough not to pick up the call. Now I am just thinking If there was any time machine then I would go back to February 13 and pick up his call and make chit-chat with him about random topics.
Time flies so fast, flashbacks to the good old days... As far as I can remember, those free Facebook days back to 2015... no communication gap... late night chitchat... then woke up and went to school at 6 AM... having a long conversation about last night's premier league or La Liga match or TV series 'Sherlock Holmes'. Then playing cricket or football with tape-tennis ball in 'Balur Math' after math-private.
My friend, Sorry for everything. God bless you in your new journey. ;'(
*last message, ei message er ar reply asbe nah! ;'(
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