the taj mahal was
her playground.
and i couldn’t
have been more thrilled
to see the smile
on her face,
as she ran
around, screaming
for joy.
we
walked here,
in the same place
you now stand,
through a uttar pradeshian summer,
the two of
us,
hand-in-hand until
we could no longer.
still we walked
near one another,
separated by it,
yet kept close
because of it.
we learned about this
place, hearing how it
and a lack of water
drove them
from here.
we both understood
then, why otherwise
rational human beings
would leave behind
years of hard work and
forgo such [...]
so the other night
we to dinner at
your mom’s favorite
restaurant in bangalore.
a fancy vietnamese
place at an
even fancier hotel.
she
used to hang
out here
while she waited
for me to
finish my work day.
it was nice
to walk in
that night, and
see another reminder
of her…
her favorite flowers.
they were the
flowers she chose
for our wedding.
i can still
smell them
when i think
of that day.
and she [...]
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