When I was in High School, I wouldn't give a damn to my mom who nagged at me whenever I lasted more than an hour in the phone... on a regular basis. And then I graduated from High School. I entered college and met scores of new people. My block had a directory, and the landline numbers were there. But actually, I never used them. Because for me, there was an easier way to ensure you're 'connected 24-ever'
And that's Yahoo! Messenger.
When I look back at it, I miss the days when I would fumble on the phone, counsel my friends on things so mundane but actually mean the world to them. I especially miss the day when my best friend told his undying love and devotion to me immortalized in the words, "Big Brother". I only contacted a blockmate by landline once; but I never tried again.
Now here I am on Yahoo! Messenger, throwing a random comment on the person who calls me as his Big Brother. It's been months, actually, because I keep a fair distance during academic days. And then a phone call interrupts. Promises to be right back.
Only to find that dissipate in the air.
Whatever happened to brb?
But then I realize, who am I to ask?
...if I am just a friend, nothing more, nothing less?
And that's Yahoo! Messenger.
When I look back at it, I miss the days when I would fumble on the phone, counsel my friends on things so mundane but actually mean the world to them. I especially miss the day when my best friend told his undying love and devotion to me immortalized in the words, "Big Brother". I only contacted a blockmate by landline once; but I never tried again.
Now here I am on Yahoo! Messenger, throwing a random comment on the person who calls me as his Big Brother. It's been months, actually, because I keep a fair distance during academic days. And then a phone call interrupts. Promises to be right back.
Only to find that dissipate in the air.
Whatever happened to brb?
But then I realize, who am I to ask?
...if I am just a friend, nothing more, nothing less?
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