Mākoņiem slīdot pār Rīgas vecpilsētas jumtiem, Līga ar Jurim devās uz centrāltirgu.

Sliding through the clouds over the rooftops of the Old Town of Riga, Līga and Jūris went to the central market.

Rīta gaiss bija dzestrs, bet tirgus dzīve - silti pulsējoša.

The morning air was brisk, but the market was warmly pulsating with life.

Abi bija teju burvībā no krāsainajiem dārzeņiem un augļiem, kas izlikti pārdevēju stendos.

They were both enchanted by the colorful vegetables and fruits displayed at the vendors' stalls.

Līga bija nolēmusi iegādāties svaigus tomātus un gurķus savai sestdienas salātu receptei.

Līga had decided to buy fresh tomatoes and cucumbers for her Saturday salad recipe.

Savukārt Juris meklēja īpaši saldas zemenes, lai pārsteigtu savus bērnus ar mājās gatavotu ievārījumu.

Meanwhile, Jūris was looking for especially sweet strawberries to surprise his children with homemade jam.

Abi draugi šķīrās pie kāpostu stenda, kur katrai precei bija sava virkne - viena tomātiem, otra zemenēm.

The two friends separated at the cabbage stall, where each item had its own line - one for tomatoes, another for strawberries.

Mūžam, šķita, Līga un Juris staigāja pa savām rindām, piebāztām ar cilvēkiem, kuri arī gaidīja savu kārtu.

It felt like forever as Līga and Jūris walked in their respective lines, surrounded by people who were also waiting their turn.

Tirgus šūmēšana tos aizveda katru savā virzienā.

The bustling market led them each in their own direction.

Kad Līga un Juris beidzot atrada vēlamos dārzeņus, viņi steidza atgriezties viens pie otra.

When Līga and Jūris finally found the desired vegetables, they hurried to reunite with each other.

Bet idillisko tirgus ainių apēnoja nežēlīgs liktenis - abiem bijuši brīži, kad viņi pazaudēja orientēšanās sajūtu starp tirgus stendiem un cilvēkiem.

But the idyllic scene of the market was overshadowed by a cruel fate - both had moments when they lost their sense of direction among the market stalls and the people.

Līga, griežoties, lai meklētu Juriju, negaidīti ietriecās citā apmeklētājā, un viņas rokās mocītā pirkstu maisiņa saite izslīdēja.

As Līga turned to search for Jūris, she unexpectedly bumped into another visitor, and the string of her finger-captured bag slipped out of her hands and trembled on the pavement.

Tas nodrebēja pa bruģi. Tāpat arī ar Juriju, kurš mēģinot izvairīties no straujiem pirkļiem, neatvēra skatu uz aizsteigšos Līgu, un viņa somiņa arī satikās ar zemi.

Similarly, Jūris, trying to avoid the hurried shoppers, did not notice Līga in time, and their bags also met the ground.

Kā brīnums, abas maisiņas nomainījās, kad Līga un Juris steidza celt savus iepirkumus.

Miraculously, both bags were exchanged as Līga and Jūris hastened to retrieve their purchases.

Esot aizņemti ar savām domām, neviens no viņiem nepamanīja maisījumu.

Engrossed in their own thoughts, neither of them noticed the mix-up.

Sirds kļuva smagāka, skatoties uz svešinieku rokām, kas žēlīgi cenšas izprast savu kļūdu.

Their hearts grew heavier as they watched the strangers struggling to understand their mistake.

Bet šis saprašanās mirklis atveda viņus atpakaļ vienam pie otra pēc neilga meklējuma.

But this moment of realization brought them back to each other after a brief search.

"Juri!" Līga sauca, kad ieraudzīja viņu, kurš jau nestāvīgi turēja savu maisiņu.

"Jūri!" Līga called out when she saw him, already unsteadily holding his bag.

Juris, pamana Līgu un viņu somu. "Līga, šķiet, mums ir jāapmaina mūsu iepirkumi. Es nevaru gatavot zemeņu ievārījumu no taviem tomātiem," viņš smējās, atgriežot tomātus un gurķus.

Jūris, seeing Līga and her bag, said, "Līga, it seems we need to exchange our purchases. I can't make strawberry jam from your tomatoes," he laughed, returning the tomatoes and cucumbers.

Tiem abiem apmainot maisiņus, smiekli virmoja gaisā.

As they exchanged their bags, laughter filled the air.

Ļoti drīz abiem draugiem radās atvadu skumjas, izklīstot pa tirgus trokšņainajām alejām.

Soon, the two friends parted, their farewell lingering through the noisy aisles of the market.

Un tad, platejot līdz pat vakara malai, ar pareizi maisiņiem rokās, Līga un Juris devās mājās, katrs savām gaitām, bet uzjundīti par dienas piedzīvojumu.

Then, as the day stretched towards evening, with the right bags in hand, Līga and Jūris went home, each on their own path, but exhilarated by the day's adventure.

No jauktās sajūtas caur tirgu viņi mācījās, ka pat pazaudējoties, draugu rokas vienmēr ir tur, lai tevi atrastu un, ja nepieciešams, apmainītu atpakaļ tu dzīves pareizajām sastāvdaļām.

Through the mixed feelings experienced in the market, they learned that even when you get lost, your friends' hands are always there to find you and, if necessary, exchange you back to the right ingredients of life.