I walked a mile by your side oh I thought it was the best of times. All the shivers that the winds brought and the ache in our knees, heels and ankles. I also remember the words you said, "Come on, Usha. Keep walking. Destination is just 10 min away." But all I could feel then was the chill and the pain. I begged to sit down somewhere. Somewhere on the porch of a high-end hotel because it as the light. We couldn't afford to rent a room inside but the porch stairs were lit and free to sit. You would clutch my hand so tight in that dark alley telling me I'm right here. It seemed that the time seized us. We belonged to those moments. That chilly December night felt like a sunny summer noon of March. I was in a new world different than mine. But reality hit us. I realize how stupid you were to measure distance in minutes. I realize how mean of it was of you to just care about the walk and not me although my heels were bleeding. I realize I wasn't myself. The time owned me. Your time. I was so drowning in your world. But not anymore. I am myself again. I know my world is way better than yours Because here, I'm me; and not you.
This is something I strongly believe in. Presents and gifts are mere show off unless you don't have strong feelings in them. Moreover, if you gift someone ever lasting respect, there's no gift bigger than that. This I feel is the most beautiful gift.