… From my current apartment, which hasn’t manifested for ages but it is now – see the post on SE about “it all starting with a woman” – I saw her.
The same cute smile, demanor that caused me to hold an umbrella for her in the pouring rain. Months later, almost a year, I still don’t have Madams number!
“Sir ap Mera number le ke kya karoge?”
What will you do with my number.
If only I could tell her to accept what she already knows.
“Kabhi kam hoga to yad karna”.
Let me know if you ever need me!
Chata le ayunga.
Giggle, as I say I’ll bring her an umbrella as I did that day.
I’d press her feet if she called me from China to do it!
And she, this lovely lady – KNOWS it!
And that’s the rather emotional update for now …
Paye lagu, Madam …ji! Your feet make it all so worth it!
Best,
Mike Watson
