Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Remembrance
It was a minute after midnight. The Cuban band took a break from the rousing samba numbers to play the familiar birthday melody. The crowd joined in singing and clapping, not knowing who was being wished. It seemed the perfect moment to whisper a wish for her too, and imagine her celebrating in some celestial hangout with newfound friends, and dancing uninhibitedly into the wee hours of the morning, the way she always loved to. She would have been 35 today.
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Lee, hows her little girl doing? I always wanted to know, but somehow thought it wasn't right to ask..
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Anon: I wish you'd left a name, but it's quite alright to ask. She's doing quite well, she's a brave one and a fighter.
the rat from somewhere just returned from bangalore ...saw your post and paused to pay a tribute to someone it knows through words...your words.
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