I have never been the best at keeping in regular touch with my good friends, strewn all over the world as each one went his/her way to pursue their dreams. The truth is, they often come to my mind- little things remind me of each of them in some way or the other, but I'm really guilty of not translating that thought into action and sending them a little hello or a reminder to say that they're being thought of. The irony is, I pride myself in having some really, really great friends, who've been with me since a long time, and whom I can count on even if I haven't talked to in months.
I am not sure what the reason is for this lack of initiative on my part. I have never been much of a phone person and perhaps that's part of it, but really, I know, that's a lame excuse. It takes effort to keep in touch, and I don't make that effort. That has changed today thanks to an email in my inbox from a really good friend of mine, J.
J has always been the one that initiated e-mails in our group, and woke up the dormant group, as each of us was busy and preoccupied in our own respective little worlds. When 3 weeks or more passed since I got an email from him, I began to wonder why we didn't get that "what's up folks" email from him. Today he mailed to say he had been in a serious road accident and was hospitalised for 2 weeks, and hence the silence from his end. For a long time I was quite overwhelmed with a mixture of feelings, of guilt, for never once enquiring about him in the past many weeks, worry for his state of affairs, sadness that I was not near him to help in any way, and even more sadness because I know a little about how painful it is to be away from home in a foreign land, and have to deal with hospitals and health issues, and not even tell your parents about it. And thinking of him in that situation, dealing with injuries and trauma from an accident, I just felt terrible.
I called J in his lab and it was such a relief to hear his voice, and listen to him being his usual self. After chatting with him, I made a list of my close friends I haven't been in touch with and sent them an email. I hope the effect stays. It is really sad that it took such an unfortunate incident to bring this out in me. For now, I am just happy that J is recovering from such a serious accident, and that he was nice enough to let us know inspite of the fact that none of us bothered contacting each other in the past so many weeks.