It was many moons ago. It was someone I knew. Never for a moment did I feel unloved. Back then, I took it for granted, today while I am a little matured, I know it’s a rarity.

There was this one time, when I was doing my master’s, I had this recurring fever with extreme cough and cold. I was poorly. I was doing my classes, but my head of the department something was seriously off. This happening every few weeks. This time I could not just get, I was extremely weak. This friend carried me to the GP, got me medicine. Then he and with other friend sat by my bedside to make sure I was comfortable and slept fine. I was better the next morning. He got me breakfast, and then went to work.

He then spoke to a specialist, and got me appointment to get me thoroughly checked. Of course, it was a simple case of dust allergy, but this friend stayed with me entire time.

But that act remained with me even today, because I was loved when I was in my weakest. Something like that stays with you❤️❤️