At first, everyone hated me. Eventually, they grudgingly accepted me. Now, as the time has come to say goodbye, here’s a trip down memory lane
It’s over! Did you just say that? After two years of such intimacy, you say it’s over? Well, I should have known better. After all, we never took the vow ‘till death do us part’, did we? In fact, I have probably prevented that kind of a parting, but this, dear, isn’t any less painful. I know the two years were tough, not just because I clung on to you, but how you clung on to your dear life as the pandemic swept through the world. I knew I was a limited utility, and it’s better my expiry date has come before yours.
But we can’t forget each other, can we? Oh those testing times we spent together! I admit I was often — pardon the preposition — in your face, but some things have to be so. Let’s admit, it wasn’t love at first sight. In fact, you hated me in the beginning. Thanks to the high recommendations — and some coercion — you had no option but to keep me on. Remember, how you cursed me when your eyeglasses got foggy from your own breath? Well, I was just deflecting it; what am I supposed to do when you breathe down my neck day in and day out?
But we can’t forget each other, can we? Oh those testing times we spent together! I admit I was often — pardon the preposition — in your face, but some things have to be so. Let’s admit, it wasn’t love at first sight. In fact, you hated me in the beginning. Thanks to the high recommendations — and some coercion — you had no option but to keep me on. Remember, how you cursed me when your eyeglasses got foggy from your own breath? Well, I was just deflecting it; what am I supposed to do when you breathe down my neck day in and day out?