Published on Dec 29, 2024 | Bikesh Bade | 496 Views

They say friendship isn’t crafted; it simply exists.
From ancient times, bonds have bridged hearts—
Not just between humans and animals,
But even in the quiet tale of the cow and the pole.
Have you ever wondered about their strange connection?

A rope draws their world—a circle of companionship.
At first, the cow pulls, restless to break free.
Yet when rain falls, it leans on the pole for shelter.
Friendship, like this, starts uneasy,
But with time, the bond grows unshakable.

Through blazing summers and biting winters,
In pouring rain and misty dawns,
They remain tethered, bound by something unspoken.
Even when one seeks solitude,
The other waits—steadfast, unyielding.

The cow might curse its quiet anchor,
Yet the pole never wavers, never leaves.
When mockery surrounds the cow,
The pole silently bears the blame,
Offering comfort without a word.

Sunrise brings them together again,
And sunset whispers their brief goodbye.
They face each season, side by side,
Silent witnesses to the turning of time.

But when autumn scatters the leaves,
The cow ventures far, seeking life beyond the circle.
Though distance separates them,
Spring always returns,
Bringing their bond back to life.

For friendship, no matter how strange,
Survives through time, weather, and change.
It waits. It forgives.
And it always finds its way home.