In the midst of all the din and madness of Bonalu in Hari Bowli last Saturday, I saw these two friends sitting by the sidewalk perhaps tired after running around the Potharajus or whatever. It was the perfect share moment between two people - quiet, comfortable, just there for one another after a tiring outing.
And in these shared moments are addressed our fears, our apprehensions, our dreams, the best and worst parts of us and we know that the other will get you no matter what. That you will be understood and not be judged. That you could just get up and the other will also get up, or he might just say, let's stay a bit more and you both do. For one another.
A life of fun, frolic, food, family, love, friendship, cricket, football, festivals - they might dream of being Test cricketers, business people, going abroad, studying - all too fragile in their hearts. But they can hold them safely there with the friend next to them, without saying a word, knowing it is a safe space.
Silence in such shared moments. Acts of love.
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