I have become a bad communicator. I don't always reply to emails/text messages. Cannot remember the last time I wrote a letter. Normally I don't call people that frequently, and occasionally I don't pick up my phone or return calls.
There was a time when I would not only remember every one's birthday, but would actually go to the trouble of going to the bookstore and buy nice greeting cards, be patient enough to write personal messages on each one of them, and pester my brothers to post them well before time. Don't know how and when it stopped. One day, I switched to e-greetings. Finding electronic cards wasn't easy either. I had to browse various categories on at least half a dozen sites before I could decide on a card. Then I would make sure it reached on the precise day. And would actually call everyone on their birthdays, on Eids, on special occasions and what not.
But I have stopped doing all of that. It's not that I forget birthdays, or I forget that I haven't replied to an email, or to text someone, or that I have to return a call. I miss people a lot, think of them often and still I refuse to pick up the phone and dial their number; to take paper and pen and write a letter, or even hit the reply button and send an email.
It's not that I don't have anything to say any longer, on the contrary my head is teeming with so many thoughts and ideas. But something has gone wrong with me. I don't want to do any of that any more. Funnily enough, I check my emails religiously. I save my letters and text messages and re-read them frequently.
What has gone wrong with me!!
P.S. I had unofficially abandoned my blog, but I think it's time to return. Time to shed the 'garb of silence' and start 'chirping' once again.