A friend of mine (who does not read my blog but didn’t mind my posting about it) is quite devastated. Things had not been going well with her marriage for a while….but the couple had drifted into a mundane routine of daily life and work, which passed for normalcy.
KTB was sitting (or rather, standing) on the back seat of the car, and her parents were out buying stuff, so I decided to photograph her from outside.
When she can no longer be in my arms, she flows out of my fingers…
I am, of course, missing the little miss quite intensely. In the rush of leaving for the airport, we could not find the cover of her feeding bottle…and when I suddenly found it a little while ago, the tears rushed unbidden to my eyes, and my arms ached..physically ached…to hold her little body, put her on my lap again, and drop fond kisses on those curls and that bright little face….
Yesterday I did realize how much I had been missing my life in Bangalore; I went for the bngbirds outing, and