[[Missing page from Sara's Dairy]]
Who are you? From the past how many days I know you? You are not my Brother! Not my Father! Not my Lover! Not my Husband! You are not part of any of those sacred relationships what society easily accepts between two human being of opposite sex, not even my mind accepts. Neither you are allowed to take care of mine nor to miss me also. I didn’t give you any privilege to call me at night 12 O’ clock – not even on new year wishing or birthday wishing. Then why are you calling me daily? I don’t even expect your call. If I come late from office, you are getting tense; it is up to you. I can’t help you out for that. I am grown up enough to take care of myself.
Oops I forgot – you are my friend. Do you call all your good friends daily? Umm almost! Almost but not daily. I am not your childhood friend, few months friendship is not a big matter. From my childhood I came across a lot of friends - School friends, then college friends. I had spent most part of my life with them. Then also I can’t remember some people face also. Just like the proverb “Intensity of relationship declines with the increase in duration.” We have to forget about the past friendship and believe in future and go forward. You only once told this “we are all living the future not the present”. What happened now? Why don’t you accept this fact?
I don’t like your cheap SMS, blandishment mails, unnecessary chats, unwanted phone calls. I have tried so-many times to avoid these. Still your mind doesn’t accept this simple fact. Somewhere I have seen this quote about lovomaniac disorder people, “The strange thing in love is like - If you deeply love someone, though she hatred you then also your brain doesnt even accept the fact that she dislike you”.
