“One Call, Many Goodbyes”A Poem by Neha agrawalA Journey Through School, College, Work, and the People Who Stayed.
It started with a call one day.
A voice from work, not far away. “Just checking in,” they gently said. Suddenly, the past opened up. I smiled. I'm married now, and life has moved on. But some old bonds never fade. That one small talk, so brief and kind, Unlocked a world I had left behind. School friends�"those innocent years, Of stolen pens and secret tears. We grew up slowly, with scraped-up knees, And found joy in simple things. They knew the child I used to be, The laugh I had, completely carefree. Though distance came and life expanded, A part of me remained with them. Then college came, a brand new group, The messy, wild, all-nighter bunch. We weren’t the same, but oh, the spark! The dreams we chased in the dancing dark. They saw me fall and helped me rise. They questioned truths and broke lies. The connections we made in the hostel haze Still live in me in quiet ways. Then came the job�" that weekday rhythm, Deadlines, chats, and takeaway meals. Another world, another tribe, With shared goals and a quiet vibe. We laughed through meetings and shared our fears. We survived those stressful project years. Some stayed close like you, my friend, Even after the changes, the end. And here we are, still somehow near, Though months may pass with little to hear. That call reminded me so well Of all the lives I carry with me. So here’s to school, to college nights, To office hours and friendship lights. To every bond that shaped my path Different people, yet all still stay. Farewell isn’t really “goodbye,” you see, You all live on inside of me. © 2025 Neha agrawalAuthor's Note
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