Dear Mi, When I think back to the times we spent together, I can’t help but smile and occasionally burst into laughter. Your sense of humor was so very charming and you always believed laughter was the best medicine. It is–thank you for that lovely life lesson. I am thinking of all the times we fought over who’ll read that new book first! These days, my growing library misses you. There are so many wonderful books I wish you were around to read. I can still picture you rushing through your morning chores and even prepping for dinner early, so you could sit and read in peace. I can see you sitting in your favorite chair, glasses perched on your nose, avidly reading. Then appreciating the cup of tea I brought you. Remember our “high tea” sessions over the weekend with a pot of coffee and samosas and jalebi? Those days we met after work on Saturdays for lunch, then browsed around the market, mostly window shopping before we returned home, were so precious. I remember how we once saw that multicolored silk saree…we were both mesmerized by its gorgeous colors–brown, ochre, orange, cream, white in diagonal stripes whose borders […]
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