Special bonds tie you up in places and at times when you are least looking for them. It happened with me that way, at least!

What happens when the main tree collapses but the offshoots thrive? They came through the wrong connection but have become besties, over time. That’s my Priyanka and Pallabi, for you. They have judged me independently and showered their warmth, love and encouragement on me, in bucketfuls. One of them negotiated the initial rocky years of marriage and not-so-cooperative in-laws to be now settled in a happy nook with a little karate-master for a son. The other having lost her mother not so long ago, has become the sheet-anchor for her father and younger sister. After much persuasion she will be tying the knot in the beginning of the next year, with her long time beau. Both of them are beautiful from inside and I really treasure their association.

Imagine trudging back from your workplace in the last metro, or the last but one metro after a tedious day at work and scheduling in your mind which little portion of your thesis you will complete at the dead of the night to follow….. With this happening atleast 5 times a week, every week….  the very last thing on your mind is befriending your co-passenger. But somehow Kanchan and I gelled …… and our conversations have continued full throttle although the shared journey have been disrupted by me moving house.

We were both flattened when an important assignment crashed on our heads from the top brass. We had to take care of it and it seemed that was getting stiffer at the point of execution, with constantly changing schedules at unearthly hours. We never knew each other before this, but decided that we have to grin and bear the mounting pressure. (There was no other option actually!) But even if the assignment overwhelmed us, our take away was our mutual admiration and special connection. Now both, Chaitali and me, look forward to our daily chats and the secret rendezvous in coffee shops, as often as is possible.

What do you feel when someone who has decided to divorce her brand new husband, calls you up first with the news? What happens when this person decides to leave home and again informs you, first in her world? You feel distraught. You want to go all out to help. And when you reflect later, you feel so humbled. If you are reading this darling, you know who you are. Have peace, love. As I said I am always there for you.

What happens when a professional colleague and a banker goes out of their way to help your cause? No axes for them to grind, there…… just a heartfelt empathy. There they don’t stay acquaintances anymore….. they become ‘bros’.

It never had anything to do with age. If you mapped us on a graph, we would touch every decade from 20s to 60s, here. It also never mattered who was doing what or what not. The connection and goodwill only mattered.

So I thought why not talk of these special bonds specially ……………and you have this special post from me.  Happy reading, folks. Hope you connect, too.

Yours very own

Kaberi