Many things change in life according to time, bondings get cracked when you're out of touch with your loved ones, and a good bonding can be built when you are connected with an unknown guy for a while. How would you feel, If you met with a guy with whom you spent the wholesome moments of your past? It sounds crazy, right? Well, this kind of moment I witnessed a couple of days ago. It's been over six years since I last met him, it would sound more appropriate If I addressed the last meeting not as the last meeting rather than 'growing up'.
Well, during the days of my childhood, It was a pretty tough task for me to make a new by dealing with. But whenever I made a friend, that friendship would last for so long and that's granted. As I tell very less talk in adverse circumstances, it was a very rare incident that I made a good number of friends dealing with those situations. But the narrow number of friends I made dealing with the situations, those guys take a special part of my heart and there is no doubt to say.
At this moment, you are going to witness a pretty special story of a pretty special friend in my life. As far as I can recall the first glance of him, I was a ten-year-old boy who just settled in a new city with his family. Whenever we were going to enter our new apartment, the boy was coming to us walking in an injured way for unlocking the door. Yes, he was our neighbor. He looked not too older than me, at that time I had an excitement to know how he had been injured or my subconscious mind was enforcing me to believe he is abnormal. But later on, I was informed that he was a normal guy and he got injured while playing a football match.
He had a great thirst for different types of sports and that quality attracted me to make a friendship with him. We had spent our golden ten years playing, roaming & watching various types of horror movies together at night. Mostly when the playing hour hit on the bell, we used to call each other using a secret name instead of each other's name. That sounds crazy, right? The secret sound was like an unusual tone poye poye…
Finally, he shifted to the capital with his family after his dad had been transferred. From that time to now, I haven't met with him, and have not hung out together. I thought he had left out all the memories or he had no care about that, those were my assumption. But I found that was not true. A couple of days ago, I had to go to the capital for my personal purpose. But, I had not fixed where I spend my night during the time Eid vacation was going on.
In my mind, I fixed casually that I spent the night in a hotel nearby my workstation. Whenever I get out of the time at night, I had a sense that he lives nearby the area. So, instantly I called him and he was surprised by getting my phone. When I informed him about my situation, he instantly call me to his house. Oh, damn! It's been a while since I met him, such a nostalgic feeling to meet him after half a duodecennial.
We had been dealing for an hour to know each other condition. Suddenly, I tennis ball was thrown by his nephew, leaving the sit I went forward to hold the ball. I asked him to know, "Do you still do fast blowing in the room? " he simply smiled and replied in the negative and told me that it was his nephew's ball. I informed him that I haven't played anymore since you left the place and I got the same reply which I hadn't predicted would happen. At that moment I realized time may change everything but memories last forever unchanged & some bondings as well.
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