I’ll tell you what, I giggled all day today. And the day was below average at best. The sun was too hot, the seats hard on my spine & money still supremely low. Taxis dropped me at the wrong places, my bag was too heavy & I missed lunch today too. But something was going right, I couldn’t place a finger on it. Hormones?

I finished a fabulous book, sad and powerful written by a feminist (you can tell). I just got done watching one of the best movies, the kind that makes you feel so hopeful you have to bury your face in a blanket & blush. I saw a temple with a million prayer sarees hung around it. I saw a shop that makes Govinda, Amitabh, Aishwarya, and Raveena Tondon paintings that get put inside autos and behind trucks. I saw a man buy an inflatable toy, a movie that makes the Bechdel test look like begging. I had the best Gujarati meal at a Kathiyawadi restaurant on a highway. I binge drank Chaas till I had to call myself food pregnant, I think it’s a good joke.

I was given a rose. I walked around a new town with colorful wind whirls in my hand, looking so happy, that people wondered if I were auditioning for a sanitary napkin ad. Nothing, absolutely nothing makes me happier than colors uff! And last time I wrote a post about my heavy heart, I got so scared of judgment/pity that I considered taking it down. But people came to my rescue with kind words, virtual hugs, made playlists, painted, and scolded me for being hard on myself, that I realized I’d be poo without humanity! Why are we so hard on ourselves?

A physical letter, a book that I held to sleep at night. One time someone sent me songs the whole day, and kept me company. These are sentimental details but I can’t help them. If I had it in my power, I would drop in on each one of you in your part of the world and give you the biggest bear hug my body can manage. The love I got seems like such an impossible thing, like something you’d make up. It exists though, this love and must take such courage to share. I derive my ‘must eat lunch’ energy from it. So, speak of your ache out loud, don’t take it down, it’ll be okay.

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