not of blood
not of gene
not of love
not of kin
not of need
not of trust
not of creed
not of lust
not of skin
not of class
yet so much mean
its purpose
some relations...!
there's a man who greets me every time we meet. don't know his name but this last twenty years his smiles of recognition has never failed to bring me a sense of fulfillment. This write is my humble tribute to him.
what do you call such a relation?