Little nice story

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Here you are, my little nice story...

HE: Local Indian man, maybe around 50. Simple villager and no English (or Catalan!).

SHE: Catalan girl, she's 29 and lives in Vedanthangal. She works as a teacher volunteer in an NGO.

BACKGROUND: Carol recently had one of those days where you think "What am I doing here in India?" The result of accumulated small problems, the different cultures, bad communication and the tropical pace of life. She needs a break and goes to the lake for a walk. Once there, she sits. The tears start rolling down her cheeks. She is aware of time just ticking by. She listens as somebody approaches her. It is an Indian man wearing a white shirt and white Lungi (kind of cloth that men use to wear us a trousers). She lifts her head. Her face is clearly distorted by tears. She stands up and looks at the man. He doesn't say anything but his eyes talk: "I don't know what happened but whatever it is, it is nothing, everything will be fine, I promise." It was a magical and beautiful moment. Just his eyes and these two words:

The girl:
"Nanri” (thanks in Tamil)

Indian man:
"Chai" (tea)

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Comments

[Paul]

I really like this story Carolina - it captures a moment and a whole way of relating (this man to you). Very nicely captured. Paul