pride breaks most relationships

Ravi hadn't spoken to his father in three years. Their argument began over something trivial, yet pride cemented the distance. His father, a Kannadasan devotee, had whispered Tamil verses into the darkness, hoping his son would return. Ravi waited too, affable in public but panicked internally. One evening, glimpsing his father's glittering eyes watching old films, something shifted. He thought of Kannadasan's words about human connection transcending ego. Ravi reached out, his hand trembling. His father clasped it without words. Their Tamil community had waited patiently, knowing that healing within families strengthens us all.