After we lost contact
I had a very strange regret in my heart .
I couldn't even thank her properly for her soulful company.
I became like a soulless person for a moment.
Tears rolled down and my phone dropped.
An unexplainable regret was in
my heart.
Days passed, week passed and months passed, I could do nothing but check my insta and twitter wondering if she
followed me.
In the same routine 2020 was over.
And I started to get busy on my studies.
On 2021 -Jan 1, an unknown insta account followed me Id 'Gurleen Kaur' I doubtfully approved the request as if it was
her.
And as soon as I approved, message wishing happy new year and asking about my home, came.
I was 99% sure that it was her, but also I asked if she was from Punjab, India .
And guess what, It was her.
Finally, finally I found her. Who would have know that we will meet again like that. She
created a fake account to find me, what could be more heart warming than that. She told me that she had a permanent chess.com account and told me her username. And deleted that account.
But my misfortune, my google account could not work properly and got temporarily hanged so I couldn't create the
account . It was over week and I forgot her username too.
I was again helpless .
I was worrying about her more than myself . "She might be upset...", " She might be waiting... " that's all was roaming in my mind. "What a life..." I said to myself.
I just kept on praying for something to happen which will let us meet again.
On Jan- 15, an unknown message request came on my insta mentioning her. So, approved the message request. He was a friend of her who was seeking for me after knowing how much she misses me. He told me how she still remembers me.
He gave me her username again.
I was at the top of the mountain. I couldn't thank him enough. He was probably an angel from god who was meant to let
us meet.
And finally we met again after so much trouble. Its been over a month and we're still in contact.
I pray to God to let our friendship bloom like immortal flower spreading fragrance of an ideal friendship.
For an ambivert like me you are more than a perfect friend.
Nice to meet you, Gurbaksh!
-The End-
