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Dont worry, you wont lose it .

Have you ever heard of a phrase which means something like - giving instant replies make them lose your value ?

Do you feel it's true ?

I didn't.

One day, while working on am article:⁠- which meant I was working on the laptop with multiple tabs on , screening at me to work, work , work which I want much gravitated into, I added another tab and typed in web.whatsapp.com.

There came my already logged in screen with all the people I had chatted with, for work or non-work purpose. I texted a friend on mine. It was just an

 "Hey, How's things been?"

I shifted on the other tabs and kept my focus on the work. I have to finish the chunk as soon as possible as my mom was in the other room, watching a movie all by herself. I wanted to accompany her, even if that meant doing nothing and watching the movie I wasn't really in. I am not really a  movie person, you know, unless itis really exceptionally or meaningful. I planed to make tea which would accompany us as a good beverage with the movie.

On one of the tabs, was my to-do list.

Whenever I feel lost with my tasks, I stare down the to-do list and get started again.

I was reading through the net, noting the important points on my notebook. The monotonous task was on repeat. I kept glancing on the WhatsApp tab repeatedly but no results yielded.

Past half an hour, I was tired and bored and postponed the rest of the article and then, the WhatsApp window pinged.

I sat down and yes, it was the person I was waiting for. 

"hi."  It said.

A sticker of a kitty being pet followed later.

I turned off the laptop as for the chat, I was continue from my phone, the more portable option that would support me multitask. 

I have got jobs, right ?

Without any other further formalities, i shot the question.

"I replied you instantly. Do u think I am sitting with nothing to do? Like a useless potato couch.?"

Nope. I know u r busier than me.

The reply came.

I was relieved to hear that.

Do you believe when people say, 

Replying them instantly makes them lose ur value ?

He took time before replying.

Yeah, maybe. He said.

I my heart sank as I kept the water on the  gas stove to boil. I am to make a tea that relieves my stress from my head.

" That's not true!" I wrote , which was followed by a pout sticker. I felt as if I was giving him a hard time for the thought.

 Come on Anu, he came to talk casually. Dont get him into controversial philosophy of yours. I wanted to stop but more than that, i anted Frank anwers room someone I can expect to be frank, truthful, honest or whatever vocabulary fits in, to clear my doubts.

Hee read the text. No reply.

I continued typing.

"It's not that I am jobless. I have tasks to accomplish. I have things to get done. It's just that, talking to you and sharing what's going on is a priority to me." I wanted my messege to be very clear with the meaning it was meant to convey.

"Sounds good." He said.

Well, I admit it. Not everytime you can be free to be available for to others but your are available almost everytime I want to talk. I have got a better view of how your head works and yeah, I value your time and priorities. Your efforts won't be let down. 

If someone is available for you no matter what, leaving their own tasks for a while, do not commit the mistake to take them for granted and do value their presence. You might hold a greater priority in their life than you think and by showing them down by ' losing the value for their time'  only because they are available for you always,   you might end up losing a lot.

Take care.

Anu.

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