At a gallery in Sandy Springs featuring Sharmila
Returning the favor
All those years when my parents were alive, I used to show up in Kolkata airport to visit them quarterly. Unfailingly, these two (my nephews) would be waiting outside the airport to receive me and then accompany me to their granddad’s house.
Years later, I now get to return the favor as the younger of the two comes over to the USA to start his undergraduation in UC Riverside. We took the coast to coast flight yesterday and are now waiting eagerly at Los Angeles airport for Rishu to show up!
That handwritten board was Sharmila’s idea.
By the way, they eventually outgrew their shorts and used to show up in their long pants. I have not returned that favor yet ๐ ๐

Somewhere in Midtown New Tork
Jhalmuri by the river
This is before the rains came in with little notice
Enjoyed the torrential rains
I know those two!!
Of lemons and lemonades
The original idea was that after giving her the surprise on her return from Uganda, she would go to her friend’s place and I would go back to work. Next day, we were going to fly home sitting next to each other. Me listening to all her Uganda stories.
Except, when I woke up at 5AM, FAA had grounded all flights due to the IT issue. Systems were so badly down that I could not even get thru to the airlines’ website or phone calls.
So, we made the best of the situation. Canceled our flight tickets and instead got ourselves a rental car!! And hit the road for a 12 hour journey to hear all the Uganda stories. On the way, we stopped at many rest areas to sit down and some fresh air. And, of course, more stories of a foreign land I have never seen.

The jaw drop and then the ear to ear grins!
From the previous post you would have gathered by now how I was lurking behind the pillar as Nikita came out of the immigration and customs area in Washington DC airport after two long flights from Uganda.
Keeping a safe distance of a few feet I kept weaving thru the crowd. And then when she reached a less crowded spot, quickly paced up, approached her from her rear right and said “Excuse me!” like I was trying to pass her.
She instinctively said sorry and withdrew to her left.
I made eye contact.
One Mississippi. Two Mississippi.
And that is when the jaw drop happened. I caught a part of her face (you can see in the top part of the picture).
Spent a few minutes with her fellow interns returning from Uganda, took a group picture and came back to my hotel to start my day. She is staying with her friend tonight. And we will go back home tomorrow.







