Some friendships arrive like a quiet sunrise—gentle, unplanned, and lasting.
The man beside me in this picture is Dharmesh Solanki—a dear friend, a brother, and my soulmate. Our story began in 2013. As so many meaningful things do, with a simple hello.
A Greeting That Sparked a Bond
I have always had the habit of greeting strangers, believing a smile or a kind word can lift someone’s day. I often saw Dharmesh after work, sitting on his bike, speaking softly on the phone, waiting for six o’clock.
One evening, I learned why—he worked two jobs: full-time at a furniture wholesaler and part-time for a courier service. Those evenings were his parcel pick-up hours. Soon, our brief chats became a peaceful daily ritual—fifteen minutes of laughter, empathy, and stories about family and work. Interestingly, we never exchanged mobile numbers, unaware that this small detail would one day turn into a long, soul-searching quest.
The Separation
In 2016, my office shifted locations without notice. It wasn’t just a change of address—I had lost the warmth of that familiar connection. For months, I returned to the old parking area, hoping to see him. The guard often said, “He just left.” Hope lingered, kept alive by the faint memory of where his office might be. Over the decades, I’ve gained and lost many friends. I try to find the lost ones, though the search often leaves gentle scars on the heart.
The Reunion
Then one day, fate intervened. While riding down a lane near my father’s house, I saw him—standing outside his office, smiling just the same. I waved. He walked toward me. When we hugged, time froze. All the waiting, hope, and joy dissolved into that one moment. Since then, our bond has only grown deeper. He is family now.
The Lesson
The Lesson
Dharmesh is humble, hardworking, and devoted to his Lord, his family, and his friends. He’s younger than I am, and by society’s measure, we’re worlds apart in profession. Yet, I never saw/see those differences—only a kindred soul. Even during my toughest times, he never offers sympathy; instead, he provides strength: “Things will get better soon.” We might miss calls or messages, but we always understand. That quiet respect keeps our friendship alive. I have never once voiced the thought that 'we are not on the same page.' The truth is, I never judged him by any of those social labels. I only saw a soulmate.
When I visited him on the afternoon of October 27 to wish him a Happy New Year, we took our first selfie together.
The Takeaway
True friendship—built on respect, understanding, and shared soul—is a rare treasure. Cherish it. Don’t abandon old gold while chasing glitter. The ones who stood by you silently, sincerely— they are the ones who keep your heart alive.
