The luxury of being loved 😭

I have used chat gpt to rewrite as I am bad at expressing my thoughts please bear with me

"Pata hai Aaj Kya Hua"

I had a job interview recently. It was an in-person interview, so I went to the office and waited for my turn.

There was another candidate there for the same interview. He had come with his girlfriend.

At first, I didn't pay much attention to them. We were asked to fill out a small form at the reception, and while I was rummaging through my bag trying to find my documents, she was already completely sorted. She knew where his documents were, what he needed, and what he had to do.

Later, we were asked to sit in the waiting area.

That's when I started noticing them.

She kept talking to him, reminding him about things, asking him questions, making sure he was prepared. There was something strangely familiar about it. It reminded me of our mothers waiting outside examination centres with us, constantly asking, "Ye padha?" "Ye topic yaad hai na?" "Sab revise kiya?"

Except this time, it wasn't a mother.

It was someone who loved him.

After a while, his name was called.

Before he walked into the interview room, she held his hand and wished him luck. She told him to do well. He smiled, thanked her, and said, "Love you."

Then he walked inside.

And she sat there waiting.

She folded her hands, closed her eyes and quietly started chanting "Om Namah Shivay." She kept doing it in a low voice, almost like she was praying for him. Not because she could influence what happened inside that room, but because when you genuinely care about someone, sometimes all you can do is sit outside and hope everything goes well for them.

When he finally came out, she immediately picked up his bag and walked towards him.

And he looked almost like a little kid.

He started telling her everything. What they asked, what he answered, what happened inside, what he thought he did well and what he thought he messed up.

She listened.

And for some reason, that entire scene stayed with me.

Not because they did anything extraordinary.

They didn't.

There was no grand gesture. No expensive gift. No dramatic declaration of love.

Just two people showing up for each other.

And that's when I realised something about loneliness.

Being alone isn't always painful because you have nobody to talk to. Sometimes it's painful because you have nobody to share the small, important moments of your life with.

When I went into that interview, nobody was there to hold my hand and say, "All the best."

Nobody was sitting outside wondering how it was going.

And when I came back, there was nobody waiting to ask, "How did it go?"

I had to experience the entire thing by myself.

That day made me understand what a real relationship can actually mean.

It's not just having someone to go on dates with, post pictures with, or tell that you love them.

It's having someone who stands beside you when you're nervous.

Someone who remembers where your documents are when your mind is occupied with a hundred other things.

Someone who wishes you luck before you walk into a room that scares you.

Someone who sits outside and prays for you even though they have absolutely no control over what happens inside.

And when you come back, someone who genuinely wants to hear every little detail of how it went.

Maybe that's what companionship really is.

Not someone who makes your life perfect, but someone who makes sure you don't have to face its difficult moments completely alone.

Watching them that day made me realise that sometimes the hardest part of being alone isn't having no one beside you.

It's having something meaningful happen to you and having no one to turn around and tell about it.

So guys/girls if you have someone doing such silent act of love keep them close, tell them how grateful you are.