When I left 12 class, I felt very bad of losing friends. After my 12th class, I never got in touch with many people. The Slam books were comfortably sleeping in the closet & were not revisited for couple of years.
The Saturday Morning, I woke up early. I had nothing to do creatively or usefully. I cleaned up my bed, washed the clothes & did some assignments.
Even then, my balance was 12 hours before my dinner. I opened the closet & took the slam book.
Reading friends view about oneself is always fun.The signature read a telephone number against her name. I called the number & she answered. She told that her dad was in home and asked me to call in the evening.
Not understanding why she told that, I tried to call her in evening. A male voice attended. Should be her dad. He queried who I was. I told that am his daughters school time friend.
He harassed me over phone for the call. He barked at me. He asked me why I never called during school days & suddenly calling now. Irritated by his silly logic,his words & Feeling my pride being insulted, I hung up. The beautiful Saturday evening turned into turmoil.
After a week, she called me back. She apologized for her father’s act. Her apologies never convinced me though.
Heard from a mutual friend that her father expired. All my grudge on him expired too.