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We're inside all the time and most things we experience are scheduled ahead of time. When there are sidewalks, we follow them, and there's always some boring place to go. You need things that no one has any control over and that no one can sell for money. You need to be outside in a storm and see lightning strike very close to you. You need to meet a wild creature and have to stand very still and almost not even breathe and watch before it vanishes. You need to be alone somewhere very big. You need to go to a place because it looks interesting and be at the wrong place at the wrong time. You need to climb over a fence instead of going in by the gate. You need to hear the exploding sound of a huge flock of birds flying. You need to watch live theater performed by kids on a low budget. You need to be lost somewhere. You need to be barefoot somewhere. You need to sing with other people who are singing. You need to get soaking wet with all of your clothes on and come inside shivering.

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"Tum aa gaye ho, noor aa gaya hai... Nahin to charagon se lau ja rahi thi... Jeene ki tumse wajah mil gayi hai... Badi bewajah zindagi ja rahi thi..." ['Aandhi' Hindi movie (1975)]

"You arrived, and suddenly light entered my world... Before that, even the lamps were slowly losing their flame... In your presence, life found a reason to continue... For so long, existence had been drifting without direction or meaning..."

How beautiful it is!!... Maybe that is what life occasionally gifts us, a 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 who arrives quietly and, without even trying, changes the rhythm of our heart. Not because they complete us, but because their presence awakens something within us that had been asleep for a long time. Their arrival reshapes the landscape of our inner world in ways we never expected... Not through grand promises or dramatic declarations, but through a quiet presence that slowly becomes essential. And one day, you realize your days feel different simply because they 𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁 in them. Your heart has learned a new rhythm, without ever being taught how to...

Maybe this is what some connections do. They do not rescue us, nor do they become the entire purpose of our existence. Yet somehow, they bring light into forgotten corners, warmth into quiet spaces, and a renewed softness toward life itself... And when that happens, maybe the wisest thing is not to ask how long it will last, where it will lead, or what name should be given to it. Maybe it is simply to remain 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁 to cherish the laughter, the conversations, the understanding, and those moments that make time feel different... Because not everything precious is meant to last forever. Some things are valuable simply because they are real. Because they are felt. Because they exist...

Every song eventually reaches its final note whether after a few minutes or many years but its beauty is never measured by its length. It is measured by how deeply it was felt while it played...

So if you meet someone who changes the way your heart beats, do not spend all your time fearing the silence that may come one day. Listen to the music. Feel the rhythm. Stay with what is here...