I always make a big deal about my birthday- the day, the week AND the month. And this time, on the weekend of June 30th, Hamburg, my new home, my safe haven, echoed my sentiments exactly- it was the weekend of a relentless, never-ending drizzle.
It takes time for the brain to process and internalize change. It’s been almost half a year since I wore the wife shoe. I admit I’m still trying to figure out how to run this house efficiently, along with Heiko, of course! Thankfully, there’s a positive push from time to time.
Since moving here, I light a lamp every evening in front of two tiny idols of Ganesha and Lakshmi- not because I believe that they once existed, but because my mother, my grandmother, grandfather, my aunts and uncles- all of them believe it.
My association of endless, unconditional love is any puppy, anywhere.
For the last week or so, I’ve been streaming a Tamil soap that I absolutely find no meaning in. Or so I thought…