No One Is Busy

 No, they're not busy.
 No, their phone didn't die.
 No, they didn't forget to reply to your text.
 No, it's not that they weren't near their phone.
 No, it's not that they have no network.
  
 Yet still you receive no reply from them. No phone call, no message. Why don't you?
 Because they have nothing to say to you.
 Because they don't think about you anymore.
 Because they don't miss you anymore.
  
 No no, don't misunderstand them! It's not that they don't like sending texts! Even if they don't send to you, they do send to someone or other! How can you think they don't like it?
 Remember when they told you, wait, I'll call you in five minutes!...and then never called. Don't misunderstand them. They didn't really forget to call you. They did call someone or other! How can you think they forgot?
  
 Why are you getting so confused? What's there to be confused about?
 They don't reply to texts, don't call—you don't need to be a rocket scientist to understand the reason, do you?
  
 They deliberately don't reply, don't call. They no longer want to do these things. In your case, their desire for all this has died. Desire can die, can't it? Must desire live forever? Does everyone's desire achieve immortality?
  
 So when they say...didn't get the text? Oh really? Then why did your phone show 'delivered'? Don't you understand anything? Or do you understand but pretend not to? Why do you keep asking them these things even though you understand? Why do you insist on hearing lies?
 Accept the simple truth. They're ignoring you, they're not giving you importance, they've become indifferent toward you. Yes, they deliberately leave your messages on read. Their life, their choice! Why do you keep bothering them even after seeing all this? Have you truly lost all sense and shame?
  
 They're active on Messenger, active on WhatsApp. So what? They're not active for you, are they? If they were active for you, they'd talk to you. Just because someone is active doesn't mean they're available for you! They're available, but unavailable for you. The math is simple! Don't you get it?
  
 The very person who gives you no importance—you've made them your everything! I mean...seriously?
 So cute! So sweet!...Rubbish!
  
 One day they'll realize their mistake and come back to me; they'll have to come back!
 They'll surely finish their work and reply to me.
 I know they're in trouble, that's why they can't talk to me.
 Let me wait and see, they'll definitely call me when they have time!
 ...Anything else? Please, go on, say more, it's not bad...
 How much more of this madness-foolishness-stupidity-nonsense will you do? Stop now! Where does all this pointless patience come from? Then why do you do badly in exams? Why don't you get good opportunities despite all this patience? Where does all this patience disappear when you sit down to study?
 Stop, enough! Don't you really laugh at yourself?
  
 Forget everything else! If they can't find time to send even a simple 'good morning,' 'good night,' 'how are you?,' 'what are you doing?,' 'did you eat?,' 'are you well?'—or if they don't think to send these, or deliberately don't remember to, if they don't ask about you, don't share about themselves or let you know about them, if they keep you unimportant day after day like this—will you still keep saying...let me see a little more...let me wait a little more...let's see what happens!
  
 What will happen!...You'll cry...you'll die!...What else will happen!
  
 No one is busy; but everyone is busy...for someone or other, for certain tasks.
  
 Truth is, no one in this world can reduce your worth, unless you reduce your own worth yourself!