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S and b(l)ackmail

S mails me.
I reply back.
S replies.
I reply.
Then S doesn’t bother to mail.
I stop.
I wonder.
What happenend ?
It is like talking to someone and that someone suddenly stops taking.
Makes one wonder.
What did I do ?
Did I say anything wrong that might’ve possibly offended S ?
I go through my previous mails .
Nothing . I see nothing amiss.
"Oh, did I say something which could’ve contradicted what I’d said months back? May be!"
Like a madman I go through all my correspondence with S.
I spend days wondering why S never mailed.
This is bad. Why isn’t S mailing ? why don’t I mail and ask what the problem is ?
No , may be S doesn’t want to see my mail. May be S hates me.
This is bad. I’ll never speak to S again.
Then, a month later S mails.
"whats up ? why don’t you mail? don’t tell me you are that busy."
Now, I am at the wrong end !
But its fine.
The fact that S is still my friend makes me happy.
All losses restored. All sorrows gone !

Comments

ravwe said…
And one day S beats the system by sending mindless forwards every time. One forward goes to the extent of saying 'I send you forwards to show how much I remember you'. 'Enda Guruvayurappa' what a way to move forward with S...
6:57 PM
Anonymous said…
and one day , by chance, they meet.
R beats S up.
S - "ennada paithyam. why why why ?"
R - "may this be a model to anyone who tries to beat the system. The punishment will be severe next time.Beat the system, get beatings."
11:45 PM
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