Two incidents happened to me yesterday which actually left me
thinking and reassessing my relationships with people, my day began on a slow
mode at work, and few minutes before noon, I received a phone call from Alex, a
former course mate in my university days and an unregular caller and we chatted
about our university days, until I asked of (Kate) the lady that proofread my
final year thesis, I still have her number on my phone but haven’t called her
for 3 years.
I boasted.
He told me of her passing about a year ago from maternal mortality,
that news dampened my day.
The second incident was a phone call from a former crush,
initially I was reluctant in picking her calls, so I waited for the third ring
starring at the phone like it’s a fresh boobs, I picked and the following conversation
ensued between us;
Me: Hey Peju, how are you?
Peju: Fine, Oliver! And you? I must add that you sound well.
Me. Fine, thank you, how’s family and work and to what do I
owe this call?
Peju: Why should I have your phone number in my phone-book if
I cannot call you.
That statement struck me; I have had Kate’s phone number for
years and have never called her, just checking up on her, never.
Although, one cannot deny the fact that the advent of mobile
phones and the internet has done some good to humanity, however it has also
disrupted interactions and relationships, and no aspect of our life is spared
from this disruption, even the means of love-making has diversified as a
result.
I once had to reduce my circle of friends on Facebook,
because ordinarily I find it difficult keeping up with 75 friends, how much more
750.
So, please I implore us, scroll through our phone-book and
call that old time friend, that call could be the last.
Much love...
