My friend says, "I feel like calling you & talking to you"
Awesome! My friend feels like talking to me... woohoo!
Then she says, "And when I'm free and wanna talk to you, I jump on my bed and grab my phone"
I feel so awesome again. My friend, somewhere far away, is craving to talk to me, to listen to my not so soothing voice uttering nothing but senseless humor, almost making you feel why didn't I die before hearing this, but still...
She says, "And I search your contact as if I'm digging for gold"
I'm left speechless. Why isn't your phone smarter enough to sense my feelings? Why is it making you search me, wasting those fervently pious seconds I could live more by?"
And she says, "Woo! I gotcha finally"
You're only making me smile more...
She says, "And when I'm about to tap on your contact to connect with you, I suddenly go numb and stare blankly at my phone. I don't know what to talk."
Aaaaa what?
Let me take a deep breath. She says she doesn't know what to talk. I wish the tiny circuit in the memory cells of my phone witnessed some bits of binary data smoking away out of the phone... & she was never to be seen again. I don't know what it means, but when I'm with my friends, we just talk. So be it nothing but shitty crap or those philosophies which have no meanings the next moment or jokes that make you cry rather laugh. But we talk. We talk nonsense. We talk pocket sciences. We talk booze. We talk biryani. We talk suttas. We talk powder. We talk chinimini. We talk hiking. We talk charity. We talk gyms. We talk muscles. We talk games of thrones. We talk avengers. We talk language. We talk bashing that fat dud in that other lane. We talk that bald teacher. We talk facebook. We talk that girl next door. But we talk. Yes, we do. Sometimes we ourselves don't know what we are talking, but we still do. But never ever in these silly & senseless moments, we ever had a second thought, "What are you talking Dude?"
We all are just another random than whatever we thought we were .
A random person, living nothing but a random life. Just like me, a random idiot. Talking to my friends randomly...and that's what we all are about...
A few weeks later...
She turned back again...
She says, "Hiiiii! I missed you so much. I feel like calling you & talking to you"
Hell yeah!
A random loner
A random swag
A random life
aJ
