But then, a third comment. From a user named :
Years passed. Natpu grew older and slower, but the bond remained steadfast. When Natpu’s eyes dimmed and his gait faltered, Ravi carried him to the shore where they had first met. Sitting by the water, Ravi whispered gratitude for a friend who taught him that kindness creates its own return. The town remembered Natpu with a small painted stone near the crate where they once hid, and children leaving flowers there said, “Natpukkaga” — for friendship. Tamilyogi Natpukkaga