Kind People are the Best Teachers

I'm a person who often creates secrets for myself to carry. I never share them with others because I always used to believe that certain secrets lose their beauty when we share them with people who we think are creating it. And on the rare times I did share, I made sure that I did it only with someone who probably also would look at those secrets the same way I do.

I had a lover who always made sure to kiss me gently on my forehead by the time we had to leave. It's the part I love the most about what we shared. Every time, I acted normal and avoided blushing so that he didn't find out how I would wait for it. Every time he did that, I smiled within. It had been a happy secret I was always sure about.

Now that I shared one, I've been thinking about sharing one more. Not because I don't believe in the beauty-loss theory anymore, but because I feel that if we tell people how they make us feel, and if they could look at themselves the way we see them for a while, they'd sometimes smile wondering, just like how we do, making them even more beautiful.

So, let's go.

I'm at my friend's cafe for work, and I'd only met him once before I was here. Days here are mostly busy. You can imagine the headless chicken one becomes while cooking a meal, so feel free to multiply that headless feeling with whichever number you like, while working for a cafe on busy days. On some such days, this familiar face visits the cafe with a winsome smile, and he gives me a hug. And that's the secret - a hug! And if someone is sitting here writing about just a hug, imagine what it feels like to find a home in one. I never felt before that one simple hug could make one feel better until I started to get my daily dose from him.

Sometimes while he's here, he comes up and asks whether I had food, whether I had an easy day, whether I am busy, and disappears, but everything only after his hug. And on a rare day, he asked me if I'd like to go for a walk when he found out that I had a breakdown.

Kind people are the best teachers. And warm hugs are the best homes. In the end, they teach us more wise lessons than any other skill we're most likely to acquire. ❤️