Pings.

I recently came across an old friend of mine, whom I won't name, of course. We bumped into one another in town, after some time.

As we were sipping our coffee, I could not help notice the visible change in his demeanour. Previously as cool as a cucumber, he did seem very distracted, checking his mobile phone every now and then.

-"What's calling you from there? She must be quite something to have you texting all the time."

-"It's not exactly that, I write for a few places, and I don't like to leave things behind. I'm one of those who talk with the readers."

-"Well, join the club, dude. I'm also there, but I still have vertical people to talk to

-"Sorry, you're right. I was phubbing you again, wasn't I?"

-"Don't worry."


In that moment, a loud ping came from hos phone. Whatsapp...

-"Go on, fess up. Nobody but the hopeful leap for Whatsapp. What gives?"

-"You were right, after all. There is a woman in my life."

-"Well, I'll be butched! Do I know her?"

-"I doubt it, she's from my old neighbourhood. We met for a while, but it's been a while since I don't hear of her. It doesn't make any sense."

-"You gotta move on, you know. You cannot go on like this."

-"I'll be fine. As to how I go on, I'll just go on with the flow and how I feel. I cannot help thinking that, just as she disappeared from the scene, without rhyme or reason, she might come back."

This time, the loud ping came from my mobile. In the 0.2" I took to check my Whatsapp, my heart carried out a triple sommersault.

My friend was not so misled, after all.