“Sabu”

While I was packing my bag I heard someone saying.

"Sabu"

I looked up at him as he responded towards the voice and that's how I got to know his name.

I was the first person to come up with the friendly talk with not only him but also with the other students in the class.

I didn't noted when our friendship begin, but those days were wonderful we had nothing to worry about, I just wish if we could go back, well now it's just a wish which cannot come true, even if he wants to keep the friendship I cannot, because it hurts a lot and most importantly I cannot kick my self-respect for a person again and again who doesn't even know my worth.

Now as I remember those days I do smile but that smile hides lots of pain.

Before this I had a very childish behaviour and had a habit of talking to people first. I didn't mind what people said or thought about me, but didn't knew when I started to mind what he thought about me, one day while we were talking I just asked him about who came up with that friendly and he said it was me, even though I'm not surprised but now I think, what if I was not the one to talk first? Was the situation going to be same like how it is now?

Many days had passed it was now near the end of the section and we saw many ups and downs together. I made many friends most of them left and from some I made my distance after knowing there true color. Those friends who left me were not at fault neither it was mine it was just an misunderstanding.