Passing Thoughts

Recently I tried contacting a few friends with whom i had not spoken for quite some time. I did not get them over the weekend again, and that got me thinking about this life of ours. We meet so many people, and have many on our messenger lists, yet occasionally there is a sense of emptiness for not having done our duty to check up with them. There were times when a small hiccup in their voice would tell you if they are smiling or in distress, and there are others when you are in the oblivioun about their life. Friend circles keep changing, and you try your best to maintain the old ones. Finally you decide to stick to a few close ones. but u still crave for knowing and talking to the other people. Soon we start searching for an occasion to call them, and when we miss the chance then we postpone it for the next occasion. Never does it come to mind that everyday is an occasion, and the person at the other end is as eager to talk to you. If the person is unavailable, we never assume that he is tied up with some urgent matter at school/work/family but may classify him to be judgemental. Life is so short, and so rapidly moving by. Everyday we recount our memories, and then take a deep breath and accept them to be our past. We leave behind a part of ourselves expecting to make it up in the future. This is life; a wheel that keeps rolling over different paths, collecting the mud of some and staying indifferent to the asphalt. Some of the earth comes with it to the final destination but most of it is a just a path traversed and forgotten.