Human Ego

It was a night fully covered with fog. Mountain tops were playing hide and seek. Two friends were sitting with two glass of Old Monk. Missouri with its frosty magnificence let the friends discussed their childhood stories. It was so long period of time, that they haven't met each other. Lots of anger, disappointment was there before the meeting but somehow it went just after one hug. 

"You haven't changed dude, the same funky style you're still holding," the first guy said.

"Hahaha, you also haven't changed, but see now you have a long beard. Do you remember how you used the broken razor to shave your already shaved cheeks" the second guy replied. 

"Oh ya dude, that's why I have this much of beard" both giggled, after the first guy's response.

"Oh, do you remember how we had our first sip of local daaru in the hostel library? Bro, I can't forget those nights." The second one said. With the heavy heart, the first guy asked while sipping the old monk " why didn't you contacted me then?" 

"Same thing I can ask you, why you didn't"? The second one replied.

An awkward silence occurred in between them. The silence was actually shouting loud by saying " it's human ego".