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Tuesday, September 16, 2025

A Real Story — From Me and My Friend

                                                      


I (AC) have always believed that love is something sacred, something that ties two souls together in trust and respect. Life becomes beautiful when two people truly understand each other — not just in happiness, but also in struggles.


A few years ago, one of my close friends — let’s call him Arjun — got married. Initially, he and his wife were deeply in love. They used to share everything: dreams, fears, even silly jokes late at night. Whenever I visited their home, it felt warm and peaceful.


But as time passed, life got busier. Arjun focused more on work, trying to build a better future, while his wife felt lonelier each day. They stopped spending time together, and small misunderstandings turned into a quiet distance.


One day, Arjun confessed to me something that shook me:

He had started talking closely with a woman from his office. He said it wasn’t serious, just conversations — but he admitted he felt understood by her, something he no longer felt at home.


I didn’t judge him. Instead, I reminded him of something important:

“Love isn’t about always feeling excited — it’s about choosing each other, even when life feels dull. If you don’t water a plant, it dies. The same happens with love.”


We spent hours talking. I encouraged him to open his heart again to his wife, to speak honestly about his loneliness instead of escaping from it.


To my relief, he listened. He spoke with his wife, they cried, they forgave, and they promised to start again — slowly, with patience. They began doing small things together: evening walks, cooking dinner on weekends, revisiting the places they once loved.


Months later, when I visited them again, I saw the same warmth return in their home. Arjun told me quietly, “Thank you, AC… I almost lost the most precious person in my life.”


The Lesson


This experience taught me something deeply important:


Extramarital affairs don’t begin with desire — they begin with emotional distance.


If we value love, we must protect it every day, through communication, respect, and small acts of care.


Love is sacred. It is not something to abandon when life becomes difficult — it is something to repair, together.

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