Arrey, the mechanics change, yaar – less a sprint, more a leisurely stroll with good company. But the *izzat*, the quiet comfort of a hand on your shoulder after fifty years? That stays, grows even. Doctors don't talk because they check boxes, not souls. For me and my wife, intimacy became the shanti of making chai together at 5 AM, no words needed. The seekh kebabs still taste brilliant, after all.
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