Sometimes the mind chooses to recall the oddest of events in your life. 6 years ago this day, I got a missed call on my mobile from a guy friend of mine. Ok the guy whom I was in love with at that point. I tried calling back but he didn't pick up so I assumed he accidentally misdialled my number.
The following day, he sms-ed me to tell me that he was involved in an accident the night before. I called him immediately to confirm that it wasn't his sick idea of an April Fool's joke. He told me the details while I listened in silent horror. He rode a bike back then. While trying to avoid a car which swerved into his lane, he was actually flung off and nearly got run over by another car. Suffice to say, my blood went cold for a while. I could have lost him.
The thing that got to me was when he told me that, as he was sitting at the kerb, in shock and in a state of confusion, he called me. He dialled my number but then hung up. I felt like crying right there and then. It was a form of pained knowledge to discover that I was the one he called first after a near death experience. Bittersweet pain to know also that it didn't seem to open his mind to what it meant.
Or maybe it was me who read too much into it.
I often wished I could delve into his mind and find out for certain what I was to him.
Then again, it doesn't matter now.
