>> it is inform with great sorrow that M.A has passed away tody on (4-7-2003)
i remember her voice, her cooking, her house, her husband, her daughters, her son, and her traditional sari outfit that she would always be wearing. i remember how we would climb the stairs to the second floor and then wish that we could climb the wall and get to the roof. there was a huge tree rooted in the courtyard of her house that was taller than the roof of the house. the tree bore some sort of a fruit, i forget exactly what, and you would be guaranteed to find them lying on the roof. the only problem was getting there. i also remember the two round water jugs made out of clay that were kept in the left-hand corner of the courtyard. i remember how cold and sweet the water would be. and how there would always be an upturned steel glass on top of one of them. i remember how she invited me inside and tried to convince me to stay for dinner the last time i saw her. i remember refusing and telling her that i had been sick only yesterday and my digestive system was still trying to adapt to pakistan. i remember her insisting that i have to eat something before i leave… and then eating some of the spiciest food i ate while i was in pak :) … she will be missed
knowing that someone i have known doesn’t exist in this world anymore is weird. one day i would know it is more than weird.