A neighbor pointed today that I have become quiet over the years. I told her, I had my reasons. Contemplating on her opinion I realized that it's quite true. All this while when I was writing to you, I was breaking the silence. Although we lived in different cities, you've been the neighbor I actually spoke to. The closest in terms of distance online. You lived beside me in my phone. In fact, it makes me wonder whether you're Andromeda galaxy. The closest neighbor, but when looked with naked eyes, you seem the farthest. Besides the distance I mentioned to portray you as a galaxy, the best I could fathom was you carried millions of stars within you. And maybe that, my friend, is the reason you always shine so bright. Subtly called myself Milky Way.
