Silhouette of life! :)

He QUITS!! He was shocked. Marlboro. That was his choice too. He was reminded of the day when he too was around sixteen. His first puff meant a sign of being a man. He smiled with a tinge of sadness. Tears poured as he pictured his teenage son smoke. A little too late but, finally, he quit.

We're drifting apart, but I want you to know, wherever you are I belong. Wherever you go I will follow. I'm following in your footsteps and I don't want to fall. Sometimes your steps are very fast, sometimes they're hard to see, so walk a little slower, for you are leading me. I will follow you, to wherever you may go. No mountain too high, No ocean too deep, No valley too wide, No distance too great. To the far corners of this world, to the heavens and back, to the end of space, to the end of time. I will follow you, to wherever you may go. It doesn't even matter how long it takes.  I just want to let it be known wherever you go I will follow, I will always be right by your side.

I press the call button.  It took a lot of effort for this small action. A lot of convincing myself. A lot of delicate analysis of the various possible consequences, of this small action. The sound of the first ring reaches my ears through the cellular device, and I close my eyes as a familiar feeling of dread slowly grips me.  What will I say to you, if you decide to take this call? What do I have to share that may interest you, or at least make you curious enough to not hang up immediately? I imagine you sitting in your chair, sipping your tea.  And your phone flashes my name on its screen. I imagine the expression on your face, and I already regret the decision of calling. But there’s no turning back now, because missed calls are just cheap. I simply cannot let you think that I’m cheap. Uninteresting, maybe, but not cheap. I remember how it used to upset me when you wouldn’t take my calls. I laugh to myself at how, now, I don’t want you to pick u...