It was my birthday last week. I got multitudes of wishes via sms and bbm. However the calls came but only from my everyday friends and family members. There was a time you were woken up at seven in the morning with your first call and the calls didn’t end till late at night. People called you just that one day a year and were lost again for the rest of the year. Yet they reached out to you with a personal touch, ‘You heard their voices’. Now those once in a year calls has translated to an impersonal text message. They yet remember, hence the note. But we have all gone that one step back from that ‘personal touch’ in our relationships.
I yet got my midnight calls from my parents and siblings. Morning made way for my dear school friends with whom I hung out with everyday of my school life. After my school friends calls came from my best friends. They could be forgiven for calling so late, one has just had a baby and the other was not well. Then calls came from the aunts and the uncles who are yet not as tech savvy. However cousins and friends who were calling me up every year for birthdays and vice versa this time found it normal to just text in a note. I missed those phone calls. Didn’t know it was so important till it stops.
Someone once said if you can count your friends in one hand count yourself lucky. The advantage you have with this set up is you know your friends from your acquaintances. And every time the phone rang this year I had that extra count. Every call this year was indeed special and for the first time not being taken for granted.