Monday, 31 March 2008

Once Upon a Friday Afternoon

... friday lunches with Seema an dTalat.

irani food

"He shuffled out of the room and stood in the doorway, a gaunt old man in kurta pyjama. His clothes hung off him limply. His face was blank.

We all turned at his arrival. He looked at his wife, and stretched out his arms to her.

His face crumpled. As his tears began to flow, one word left his lips.


2 May 2001, Bahrain.

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