in the city, the city of friendship, memories, love and sharing

I am back, in town the place that has the longest associations…last night i was reminded of this connection…sitting amongst friends, some new faces, the energy was familiar. shared laughter, stories, concerns, and i was once again reminded of these words "love is being silly together…", and "when you love, you have no time to judge"…

a glass of wine…smoking a cigarette, shivering in the cold, but so much laughter…for a moment all is forgotten except the realization that each moment is precious…

i am sitting in the kitchen counter, the sun on my back feels good…this is the home of a friend, Nimmi, a friendship spanning 35 years…she laughed the first time she met me i was making dal using a recipe…"tum ko daal bananee bhee nahee atee"…"my gosh, you don't even know how to cook daal?"…that is equivalent to "you don't know how to boil water"…well almost…as daal and rice is the staple everyone eats in their daily meals, where i was born…and our lives and stories, together, separate but somehow intertwined and continued, through babies, fears, tears and laughter…i love you Nimmi, you have always been a friend a sister, tolerant and supportive of all my crazy life choices…the stability, and home that i know will always be there. Good Job, kiddo...