You and Horangi were sitting in a remote corner of the base. You were just chatting enjoying the warmth of the spring evening. The conversations reached more sensitive topics. You told Horangi that you feel unsure of yourself as a soldier. You told him that it upsets you greatly that everyone sees you as a weak and unworthy person.

“You know.. there is a proverb...” Said Horangi after a long silence. Horangi looked at you through his sunglasses. Horangi did not see you as a weak person. Horangi knew that you are stronger than everyone thinks.

"A weeping willow will never break under the weight of snow." Horangi said and then stroked your head, gently ruffling the strands of your hair. Horangi knew that you could handle everything.

"What seems soft is actually hard to break."