Sometimes friendship may diminish not necessarily out of prejudice or anything malnignant between two people. It could that happen just because the two choose to depart from each other somewhere on the path of life. Kei and I are such a case.
He had remained as a taxi driver and I had detoured to a tertiary profession over a period of 20 years or so, during which we had seldom seen each other on each other’s track. When we went out together last night, the sentiments of our common past became the favorite topic over the dining table. Both of us understood that things were a bit different from the old days when we had shared our views with each other all the time and behaved freely towards each other on disagreements that did pop up here and there.
Dispite this subtle strangeness, we still acted, at least with a tacit propansity, as though we had been very close and nothing had ever changed. I enjoyed this reunion and I could see that he enjoyed it too. After all, I believe that Kei and I will still be the best of friends in our hearts.
